infinitus - [infinite , unbounded, immense];

[ Emma Frost // Open to anyone that feels like it ]
"Growing" and "changing" were not things that Emma Frost cared to do at all. She liked things to be the way she wanted them and that was that. Apparently, other people seemed to think that she needed to expand her horizons and learn to tolerate things that she felt were intolerable. Children, for instance. She loathed them, but dear sweet Charles wanted her to learn to love the children he had left in her more than capable hands. It was like being put through a torture chamber of incessant chatter and whining. She persevered only because she knew that the ends justified the means. If she dug her fingers deep enough into the inner-workings of this academy, she could shape the future of not just these children, but also the nation or the world. If she molded these minds in the right direction, she could have the ear of the future leaders of the world and make things better for herself and her colleagues. Of course, by the time some of these little brats became world leaders, she and those she worked with would be old and gray. Obsolete pieces of the political machine. Maybe, maybe not. No one really knew the future anyway.

( Blue ones, green ones, tall ones, small ones. )