profess_x (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} profess_x) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} newalliance,@ 2013-04-20 11:34:00 |
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Where: New York, cafe not far from Hawthorne Academy
When: Friday, april 19, 2013 (back)
What: Xavier is reaching out to Emma once again, hoping to gain her aid.
Rating: PG?
Finding Emma was not the difficult part. Approaching her was. The woman, like him, was a powerful telepath, but unlike him, had a more questionable nature when it came to the benevolence of keeping a persona's mental privacy. He had his guards up around the darker corners of his minds, creating a maze of closed doors and endless hallways and deadends, while keeping his focus on the immediate present.
Still, despite his precautions, it was good to see Emma so casual seeming, sitting at a table with her coffee and reading. He was glad she was living what seemed a normal life, and one with a positive effect for young minds as well. So the ever-present optimist in him was prevalent.
"Greetings, Miss Frost. May I...?"
It was hard to miss his approach in his wheelchair. He gestured to the table. There was apology in his mind, understanding just approaching her without warning was affronting, that they had not seen each other in years, but that he had thought it quite inappropriate to approach her at home or at school.