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@clawinkitten i think it’s hiTTING ON ME

#harder than diamond; harder than diamond is rite ayyyyy

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       “Oh please, Logan, you like me far too much to do that.”

“’M gonna kill ya one a’ these days.”

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Emma Frost by artist Jeff Dekal

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Emma Frost Scott Dalrymple 2015-11-08

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         That motherly instinct that she carries deep within her wishes to come out so badly when she sees the blood begin to pour out at a more rapid pace... but she needs to hold herself despite knowing the whole school knows of her affections towards her favorite student. Head tilted to the side she watches him, trying not to roll her eyes. “Oh come now, no need to get cocky.” 

        She peers over her shoulder as the students begin to slowly trail out along with the teachers. They were going to kill her for this but she hardly cared right now. What she cared about was the fact that Julian had to allow his ego to get the better of him. 

       Before he stood up she turned herself into her diamond form knowing she’d be strong enough to catch her now-bulkier student. When he slumps forward she tsks, wiping his hair out of his eyes when she hoists him up to his feet. 

            “Well don’t just stand there!,” she calls back, motioning for Santo to come forward. “Gather him up and bring him to the medical bay.” 

      Santo does as he’s told. Once there he’s set down onto a bed and Emma instantly smacks away the person on charge as nurse. She begins to clean him up almost instantly when she finds the right supplies.

And now is when Julian gets cocky. He starts humming an annoying little song, it’s almost completely nondescript, save for when he starts singing. “It’s a small world after all,” with a laugh that it becomes apparent. And it’s as soon as the laugh hits that he starts spinning the ground beneath the school, Krakoa Jr., and the rest of them with it.

“I think I’d rather have a little fun first,” he chuckles, watching as they come full circle. Soon enough, there’s kids at the window and staff members stepping outside behind them both. 

“Come to get front row seats to the show?” he asks, before slowing on the third rotation, watching as they lower. What he doesn’t realize, is that the front of his shirt is covered in blood, his nose flowing freely at this point from the sheer strain of the amount of exertion this is taking. When they’re back down, he stands, turning to look at Emma with a smile on his face, before collapsing forward.

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               “Thank you, but I already knew that.”

“Bitch.”

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           “Shall I force you to become a child again? Because I will do it, darling.”

     Angry Logan grumbles.

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EVERYBODY WANTS TO BE A DIAMOND, BUT VERY FEW ARE WILLING TO GET CUT. 

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              Did I ask for an opinion? No? Shut up, you prat. 

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             That’s her little protege. Always doing his best. Always giving it his all despite the odds. She hovers besides him, boots clicking against rocks that had risen from Krakoa Jr’s ‘skin’ in it’s slight panic at suddenly being moved. She soothes the beast as much as she can as she lands herself in front of Julian. Worry hasn’t set in - not completely at any rate - but she is hesitant to allow him to any further. 

           After a look around, she decides that yes, he’s done as she’s asked, and he can put them back down... in a moment. 

           Seeing the trees disappear, she decides he’s done enough. “Darling, you can set us down now. Slowly.”

Gathering every bit of focus he can muster, Julian takes a seat in the middle of the grass clearing. “Krakoa, buddy, I need you to shut the hell up,” he mutters. He’s attempting to tap into the psionic force of every object within his created field, using those to boost his powers. He’s done some big stuff before, including lifting a jet and Santo, and a jet with Santo in it.

There’s a small trickle of blood leaving his nose, which he can feel beginning to run, but he ignores it in favor of keeping his focus on the task at hand. Slowly but surely, the world around them begins to move, the trees beyond the gates disappearing behind the rising brick walls that separate the school’s estate from the outside world. 

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          It’s a stretch by any means but Emma is sure that Julian can do it. His powers had healed - or at least in her own vision they had - and she believed in him. She hadn’t chosen her star pupil for nothing after all. Poitning to her head, she can hardly suppress the amused little grin that takes over her lips.

                    “Oh darling I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t believe in you.” 

         And, well, if she had to, Emma would help him cheat a little with a little mental push. Pump that adrenaline and open up a little more potential if she was willing to go that far. 

“No I wasn’t,” he mutters, following her outside.

Julian’s jaw almost hits the ground, because honestly, he doesn’t think he can do that. “I mean… Frost, I can lift Santo’s fat ass, and sure, he isn’t here right now so it’ll be easier, but that’s… that’s a lot.” He’s not one to waver in his confidence though, so he steps past her, brushing her shoulder when he does so. Getting into a good position Julian sends both hands in different directions, one to the main gates, and the other to the school itself. “Okay, here goes nothing,” he says as both eyes begin to glow a brilliant green at the same moment the world around them does as well.

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Oh the nerve of this girl to think she had some type of power over her when she clearly did not. Emma was not afraid to die - it had happened once before. She knew the pains of coming back, but it wasn’t like she had much to hold onto in this life besides her students.... even when they were not her students anymore either. 

                                  “Oh poor little thing, thinking power will solve                                    all of your woes. It won’t. In the end you’ll be                                    a hollowed out husk, all alone, and weary of                                    your own existence.” 

                   {”I’m not here to kill anyone, yet.”}

Death grasps at the shaft of the scythe, that smirk still wearing across her face. All these Deaths before her and yet she is certain she will be the one to succeed. She knew where to hit them hardest, she was the kid, forever the kid. And a mother. Surely they wouldn’t want to kill her, they’d hold back. It is her greatest advantage in her mind.

                         {”If you’re gonna plead, at least do it right. On your                             knees an’ groveling like a dog. Yeah, sure, new                             kink. It’s called power. I don’t have to hold back                             any more. If only someone had shown me the                             way years ago. Apocalypse is gonna win this                             time, an’ either you’re gonna change your tune,                             or I’ll be holding your vocal cords. Your choice.”}

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any time i’m on this fabulous woman the sass just rolls out so easily. 

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            “I didn’t do it?”

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Oh, bloody hell. Uh. Hi, Miss Frost Emma.

            “To what do I owe the pleasure, Mister Starsmore?”