Who: Logan and Emma Frost, Headmistress of the Massachusetts Academy
What: Snark and use of Cerebro
When: Thursday afternoon
Rating: PG-13
Status: Closed
Warnings: None

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"I'm astounded that you didn't contact me sooner, Logan." Emma Frost's voice was a throaty, cultured purr, modulated perfectly to elicit a response in whomever heard it. She'd upped the sultry tone of it until he'd told her, not so politely, that he wasn't interested in what she was selling. She'd rather haughtily informed him that she wasn't interested in him, either:

( I don't go for the knuckle-dragging lumberjack type, darling. Too much chance you'll shed on the furniture. )