Logan was about to lash out at her again with his claws but stopped when Jean spoke to them. He retracted his claws and regained his normal posture when psylocke stopped the spar. 'Yea Red has been acting off lately. .....I suppose you want me to go see what's up?' he said with a light sigh. He had no problem with doing it seeing as Jean was his friend just that, he felt it was more of a job for Scott and possibly Xavier.
Scott sighed as he screwed up the prank. He thought he was so close, where did he screw up was the question he would like to know. Scott sighed as Jean insulted him in a way and went to talk to Emma frost. It wasn't long till the other Scott appeared in the conversation to take Emma away then Jean leaving. Scott looked and saw Emma Frost wave at her from threw the bathroom, Scott waved melancholy and sighed once he was left alone. Guess it was the part where I called her a shapeshifter....
Slowly Scott morphed in to Rei. Rei started walking down the halls looking miserable. Miserable from being bored, and miserable for failing such an excellent prank. He thinks and wonders, if she continued doing a good job, would he have gotten to sleep with another person for the first time? It made her blush again but brushed off the thought as he walked down the halls. She wondered maybe he can morph in to some kind of metal eating animal. Rei stopped walking when she heard wheels getting louder, it was Professor Xaviers chair no doubt. He stepped to the side and hid behind a corner.
Originally posted by Phantom Miria
"I was thinking Hawaii" Emma spoke kindly, calmly and walked over to where he had sat down. She herself brushed her mantle away as she seated herself at his side. She sat up her entire body on the bed and closed her eyes, resting her arms, her hands in her lap as she synced in on Scott Summers mind. After a brief siphoning of minds, reality distorted around the two and they both sat next to each other on top of a stone on a Hawaiian beach with not a soul or sign of civilization in sight."Here we worry about no man, or woman. Not even a Telepath will eavesdrop all the way over here. Words spoken are words spoken in confidence. Between you and I" Emma paused and slid down from the stone she sat on. She reached out with her hand for Scott to grab, as a gesture for him to walk with her. She gave him a friendly smile then "Now let us talk. Lets start with why you are really here, Scott. We will continue from there. This whole process is based on honesty and trust, Cyclops"
Scott wasn't ready to go anywhere mentally. He wanted to mentally and physically stay in that room. Right now he was on unfamiliar territory and his mind was at Emma's mercy. He didn't know if he could trust her. She may try to kill him right here. Why would she take them all the way to Hawaii? He was sitting next to her on top of a stone very briefly.
His hand reached out towards hers but it shook worse than it did when he was trying to reach out towards the door handle. Scott pulled back and joined her for a walk without her assistance or a hand to anchor them together. Scott wasn't fooled by that smile, he knew Emma to be a very deceptive and manipulative woman. She proved that by implying that she knew what he was up too. She couldn't have known what his true intentions were already. Scott did more than dedicate his mind to the "truth" "Excuse me Ms. Frost? To what might you be referring?"
"You fear I will do harm to your team" She smiled at him and looked out into the waters while walking beside him down the long, golden beach. She walked with her two hands gently clenched together, turning to look at him. While she did use Telepathy to get that answer from his head, she did not really need to. Scott was a caring soul by nature, a guardian of the weak. He could not just stand passive as the White Queen came into their lives "You want to know why I am here at the Mansion"
She looked up in the sky, at the clouds and at the sun, smiling "We are both too smart to have any time wasted on that. You did not really hope to learn the truth during this session and if I wanted to harm someone, or everyone, I already would have" the White Queen paused in her steps and placed her hands on Scott's shoulders, turning him to face her directly. The smile that clad her white lips was more of a smirk as she looked him into the eyes "Now let us trail away from the path of ignorance. I am curious to hear, Cyclops, why would you need a therapist?"
She could list a number of reasons, but she did not really want to. This was something she wanted to hear from him, something he should say by himself. It was hard to be a therapist and a Telepath at the same time, given how one negated the other in many cases. It was easy to forget that often the patient need to do most of the thinking. She then opened a Telepathic link with him, making her voice heard inside his head *Be honest with me, Scott. Trust me. After all, you did hire me*
"The fear more so lies along the lines of the collateral damage you would feel after such an act of betrayal Ms. Frost. We're in my head now and you should watch what doors you open." He wasn't going to be fooled by Emma that easily, he's seen that sweet charm one to many times to get himself bitten by her fangs. He asked for her help so he could get closer to her and find out what she wants. That was his truth, that was what he believed.
Scott was ready to tell her off right then and there but her touch, it was warm and his shoulders felt like the most alive part of his body. It reminded him of the start of his relationship with Jean. Perhaps this was just Emma trying to play with those emotions, searching his deepest memories, the last one he had when he was truly happy. He took his hand and moved hers off of his shoulders and gave her his answer out loud.
"Why? Because I want to be an even better leader than I am for my team and family. I want to keep them safe from harm, so you'll have to forgive me for not trusting a woman that has tried to kill us so many times in the past. I will do what I have to in order to keep them safe. I want to protect my friends, I want to protect my family, I want to protect the students. I want to protect my children, I have to protect Jean. I'll do whatever it takes to keep the ones I love and care about safe, Jean as well and now Ms. Frost you have your answer."
"Jean as well. That would be the climax. I have always had good intentions Scott. I have been confused, but my intentions has always been good" Her smile faded as she turned away from Scott, her back facing him. She sat down in the sand and simply glanced out into the water, enjoying the great distances of plain beauty "To you of course, I am just another evildoer" Emma placed her hands in the sand and leaned back on them. She looked up at Scott from below and she smiled.
It was not even a lie. She did always have good intentions, but unlike the weaklings in the X-Men, she were not afraid to take what she wanted. By their definition, that of course fell into the definition of evil. Their restricted code of justice, their eluded faith in a just future for all.
Maybe he went a little too far or maybe she was still playing games with him. He came off as a little more rude than he intended. Maybe she did want to start thins all over. What if she truly did want to be an X-Man? Scott felt compelled to sit down beside her and humbly apologize for his words. "I'm sorry Ms. Frost. I suppose my wife is rubbing off on me. You're not an evil doer, it's just that I have to learn to trust you Ms. Frost." He took a minute to take a few deep breaths and opened his mouth once more. "I want to trust you, I find you better to be an ally than an enemy and I would love to have you by my...our side."
Emma grinned and brushed some strands of hair from her eye "You can call me Emma" She paused for a moment, looking at him where he sat next to her. She lifted her right hand and brushed gently over his neck, as if brushing away some dirt or filth. She then pulled her hand back and leaned back on it again "That wife of yours, Jean, yes. I heard you disappeared for a couple of months. How are things between the two of you? You seem to be under a lot of stress when around her" Emma said and smiled, looking back out at the water before the two.
She would have to convince Scott that she could be trusted. It would be a matter of time, since she had too much respect for him to simply make him trust her. She wanted the real Scott to do so, not one molded by her.
"My wife will wait, first you're going to have to stop doing that Emma. It's not funny and it's not helping me as much as you think it is." He was of course talking about her touching him and sending some warm sensation coursing through whichever part of his body she touched. Jean would kill both of them if she saw this and he had no intentions of breaking the trust they had for each other knowing she wouldn't do the same to him. He didn't need Emma to feed him false feelings of warmth and security.
"Does it make you uncomfortable? The touch of another woman. Are you rejecting the touch because you are with Jean, or because you are liking it? We are not really doing anything, Scott. This is all in your head" Emma smiled and the distant sky at the edge of the horizon shifted, distorted and instead of being the same crystal blue color, it revealed an image of Emma and Scott sitting in the mansion "You can be open in here, open to yourself. No one can hear you. No one can read your mind. What is said and done during our sessions will never be known to anyone, not even Jean"
The sky reverted to its original state and lit blue across the water. She turned where she sat and now faced Scott "This is all just you thinking and there is no crime in that. We both know Jean thinks about Logan"
Originally posted by Wei Phoenix
((Sorry for forgettingNate pulled Blob up and down. He wasn't going to let Wade hit him so easily. "The merc with the mouth can't hit someone that's as big as a freight train? I think you need a new line of work."
The thought of Jean and Wolverine was always something that could turn Scott's best day into his worst. He knew she still looked at him from time to time it was easy to see, right now he looked at Emma the same way and for that he was also guilty. "No, what I do here will also reflect upon the person I am in the real world. If I were to do something here that I wouldn't do in the real world then what kind of man am I? We will only have our words here, I will tell you everything. Jean's hosting such a powerful force inside of her that burns with passion yet she can be so cold, so demeaning. What she said to you about the Stepford Sisters, not even you deserved that after all you've done. I was upset with her, but I couldn't really let her know out of fear of how she may react. Emma, I'm so sorry. What can I say or do to fix Jean's mistake? How can I talk to her when that thing is inside of her driving her mad and vengeful while at the same time, our daughter outclasses both of us and has gained full control over her vestige of the Force?"
"You are fair to a woman who treat you so unjustly. You are an admirable man, Scott. Is it right though, that a husband has to fear his wife? You are hiding how you feel, fearful of how she will react. You are not Scott Summers. You are merely the husband of Jean Grey. A marriage is all about equality, about comfort and about trust. Jean does not trust you. Why do you think she slapped me by the pool? Why do you think she rushed of when you contacted me just now? She is jealous. She does not trust you" Emma smiled and rose from where she sat, she extended her hand after having risen in an offer to help him to his feet "No man should live in fear of the woman he love. You need to fight your fears, for both yourself and Rachel"
Was she reading his thoughts? She said what he was thinking and nailed how he felt, the fear of his wife losing control and hurting all of those around them because of something said the wrong way, or a gesture is interpreted for something worse than what it really is. She saw right through him and his fears, but she didn't pity or condemn him, in fact Emma accepted them. He didn't hesitate to extend his hand this time but the closer they got the more his mind began to wander. Scott grabbed her hand and pulled her down into his arms. They rolled over in the sand with him on top looking at Emma directly in her eyes. Scott was lost in this mental moment. he was about to come in for a kiss. Her face switched from Jean's and her owns constantly and Scott couldn't take it. Truth is that he was the one doing this, Emma was only there to accept his thoughts but he blamed her anyway, he wanted to blame anything but himself. "Emma...please stop this right now, I can't this is wrong. I belong to Jean Grey-Summers...Emma help me..." He breaks down and falls rests his head on her shoulder trying to figure our what to do next. "I want you to stop this, but I don't want you to go. Stay with me, become an X-Man, help us change the world for the better."
Emma was somewhat started, caught by surprise when pulled down into the sand. Further to her surprise, Scott wrestled her, rolled her onto her back and ended up positioned just above her. His eyes stared into hers and for only a brief moment, she felt warmth. There was something in his eyes, something deep, something thrilling, something dangerous, something forbidden "This is not my doing, Scott. This is all you. For once, be honest to yourself. This is all in your head, the one place in the world where no one judge you. I already told you that I will help you" Emma smiled at him as he rested his head over her shoulder. She moved her hand and placed it at the back of his head, moving her fingers through his hair. She turned her head, resting her nose and mouth close to his face "You are already afraid of Jean. Do not be afraid of yourself as well. Be honest, be open, be Scott Summers"
"What do you need, Scott?" Emma shifted in appearance. She took the form of Jean and she smiled at Scott "I can be love" She asked with a soft voice, as she ran her hand over his cheek innocently. She smiled, as she shifted back into Emma again "I can be help" She paused and took hold of his face, tilting it back from her shoulder so that she could look him in the eyes "I can be an X-Man. If that is what you need. I can be a friend, should you need one. Most importantly, I can be your salvation. I can be your relief from the suppression of your wife. I am a shoulder to cry on"