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001 ♦ video/action ♦ Day 103

[After prodding unhelpfully at the device fastened to her wrist, Emma frowns. A message saying she couldn’t leave wasn’t something she was entirely comfortable with. Even if it was currently broadcasting she had nothing to fear about others. Boldly she held her hand away from her body, slipping into her diamond form regardless of the recording. She tried to shake the device loose. Nothing happened, it wasn’t exactly painful it just wasn’t convenient.

She slips back into her normal form, lifting the device to eye level and putting on her best sympathetic smile of a face.]

Good afternoon, fellow townspeople. My name is Emma Frost, and why its just a pleasure to be here. [There’s a small twitch in her facial expression, as if she were going to laugh.]

Someone be a dear and direct me to whoever’s in charge? I think I need to have a good old fashioned sit down, obviously someone’s made a mistake.

[She stares into the screen with what would probably be seen as quite a cold smile. She definitely had some things to do, people to meet. Factions to establish.]

Oh, and if you can't find me someone in a position of power? I'd love a glass of wine to help me get my head around things.

[She wasn't even particularly bothered, considering the fact that she'd been lifted straight out of a cell. From one confine to another, and she'd adapt to this new way of living.]

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Emma.

[ Of everyone who could turn up in their little town, he had hoped it would be one of theirs. Not Shaw's White Queen, not an embodiment of what is to come and what they might lose.

Charles looks a little worse for wear, faintly bruised and exhausted. His clothes don't fit him quite right either. All things she would notice quickly. ] I'm afraid you won't find either of those things here. There's no one around with coattails quite large enough for you.

[Her smile is one of amusement at his reaction and also the fact that after being apparently lifted from her cell she still ended up with the Telepath she barely knew.]

Charles... what a surprise, sugar. Please don't tell me this is your new attempt at a recruitment drive?

You heard the message, you should know it has nothing to do with me.

[ His disdain for this particular woman runs deep. He doesn't really understand why, only that there is something about her that almost makes his skin crawl. It's the way she grabs at power, stays with a man like Shaw. He has no doubt she knows what he did to Erik. And therefore she is not someone he could ever trust, let alone like. ]

That's a shame, if it was something you did I figured it wouldn't take me long to get out.

[Because she wasn't above targetting Charles' failings that she'd seen so far.]

Guess I'm stuck here... at least they, whoever they are, gave me the luxury of a house.

[ He bristles instinctively but there's nothing to really give him away despite the narrowing of his eyes. ]

You'll find that your supposed "charms" won't get you very far in place like this, Ms. Frost. And whatever you're left with won't be in the style you're accustomed.

[She doesn't look fazed, the feed shows her walking further into the Cape, on her way to her new home]

Oh Charles, you'd be an idiot to think my charms don't work everywhere. You were just too interested in your little man-project to be affected by them.

[ Out of the view of the feed, Charles' fingers tighten against the armrest of his chair. He wants to rise and pace but she'd inevitably know that she'd already gotten the better of him. ]

Ah, but your little femme fatale trick doesn't exactly work on me, does it? Do you honestly expect the rest of the town to immediately start eating out of the palm of your hand? No, you'll find the inhabitants are a little too suspicious to trust.

Maybe that's just with you, Charles. A little suggestion here or there and I'll be comfortable in no time.

[This tete-a-tete was incredibly amusing to her, because she knew that she could get under Charles' skin just by luxury of being here.]

Oh, how silly of me. Because forcing your way into a position of power is just your style. [ He lets his disdain fill his voice, features twisting slightly. ]

You'll make enemies faster that way. The citizens here are no willing lambs off to the slaughter.

Well, the bar around here isn't known for quality, but I'm sure we could rustle up a nice vintage for the occasion.

[See, Gabriel can be nice after all! Sort of. And generally only to pretty women... so it probably doesn't really count as being nice at all. Oh well.]

As for the mayor, well... the less said about him the better. Boring, unhelpful and he could really do with a new look. He looks like he stepped out of an office job in the seventies.

[Dilandau, who'd been lying on the grass after his daily run, is looking surprised by the change]

Another shape shifter?

[Of course he knows that the best way to get information is to give some if one doesn't have another advantage, so he answers some of her questions as soon as he regains control over his raised brows.]

They haven't shown their faces for anyone else who's asked and I doubt they will for you. If I'm wrong, don't keep it to yourself.

We're low on vino too unless you're willing to try the bartender's new dandelion concoction.

There's a mayor, but he's a bit cagey, I'm afraid. [And possibly with good reason. Balthazar's still unsettled from the talk they had when the lights went out. How long have the longest residents been here?]

That having been said, there's not much to be in charge of. There are some clubs for hunting and scouting and the like. The two most popular topics of conversation are how to keep from starving and how to get out of here. As you can see, we've got no resolution on the latter.

And I've no wine, I'm afraid. You don't look like the moonshine type, or I'd offer to share that.

[ Dean prefers audio with the network going nuts, but even this is staticy for him, and he starts debating if he wants to get up and pace to the other side of the room or stick his arm and head out the window to see if that'll help.

Yeah, no. She can deal with the static as long as he can. ]

Stane's been calling himself mayor. It's anyone's guess how much power he really has.

[She just nods into the camera.] See Charles, you're getting to know me already. And I'm not expected lambs, hon, more... associates.

[She frowns about the idea of poor quality.] Well that's a shame.

The mayor? So there is some form of hierarchy here? That's interesting considering it looks like the place has been left to ruin. [She totally wasn't disdainful about the environment already.]

[She purses her lips about the shape-shifter comment, most of the words used to describe her sounded carnival in comparison to what she really was. Mostly she was preoccupied with the latter half of his comment]

Dandelion concoction? Forgive me if I'm not first in line...

A mayor... it doesn't really sound inspiring. [She'd expected something the quality of an emperor, if they were going as far as to say she couldn't leave.]

I didn't realise my new surroundings were going to be quite so basic, I'd have packed for the occasion. [She laughs lightly, mostly to show her capacity for it. It would be best to pretend to be a nice person, especially with Charles here.]

Moonshine isn't exactly my thing, sugar, maybe I'll have to acquire new tastes though.

[She's thankful for having a good ear for once, because this was a lot more difficult than she'd thought.]

Calling himself mayor? Did he just... assume the position? [Because that was the kind of thing she should know, flimsy hierarchical structures we best exploited quickly.]

[And since she has it private and is sequestered in her room, she's in her natural form; she doesn't think Emma will mind.]

From what I can gather only Xavier is here. Jubilee was here, as was X-23, but Xavier is the only one of your people that seem to be around. You do look a little..... different yourself.

Either way, mutant to mutant, I'll be happy to tell you what I know, which isn't much. The people here seem to be a conglomeration of different universes, so we're dealing with someone who is capable of kidnapping from the multiverse, possibly even from the futures and the pasts of the mutliverse. It seems to be a science project. Someone suggested they may be trying to find ways to extract our powers and inject them into their soldiers. They also seem to be testing our abilities... though I'm not sure why.

[ Heh. Assume the position. ]

Guess so. No one's argued much. Anyway, it's not like any of us are responsible for why you're here; it's the scientists you need to talk to, and if you find a way to do that, then I think you win this whole shitty game.

That title only lasts as long as it's useful to you, Ms. Frost. Do you imagine I'd sit back and watch the proceedings like an uninterested party?

I'm not sure there's any wine left. Or, uh, anyone you can talk to to reason your way out of here.

[ It's not like she's the first one to show up already bargaining, but Ned knows from experience that it goes nowhere, so he may as well ease her out of that illusion as soon as possible. More importantly, though- ]

I- did you just turn... [ What's a polite word for it ] to glass, and then back again?

I don't know if I'd call it a hierarchy. He's just some guy who popped up and told everyone to call him the mayor. I'm not sure if he has any authority - I know I don't listen to him.

[But then, Gabriel doesn't listen to most people.]

I'm nowhere near that line either, no matter how the bartender tries to foist it off on me.

There's a bottle of red with "Dilandau" written on it in the racks. Don't touch that, it's mine.

He's...tolerable. [Not a great vote of confidence, there. Oh, well.]

None of us got a chance to prepare, darling. I'm sure you'll make do. Any electrical expertise? The power's been out for a bit now. Oh, and you'll want to stay away from the ocean. Best not to ask.

[He shakes his head.] I prefer a good cognac, but we can't be too choosy here. We'll see what Ellen can come up with, given time, though.

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