[ closed starter for @alloykineticmind ]
Emma had been on Genosha for all of five minutes and it wasn’t hard to pick up the mind of Erik. His irritation and inner monologue of the X-Men infiltrating the island because their fearless leader transferred to be here. A smirk pulls on the corner of her lips as she waltz into the intricate build of the palace. Erik had really outsmarted the American government and talked them into giving him his own piece of land. What’s the saying the children around here say? Oh right, ‘We stan.’ And Emma, indeed, did stan.
Even during their rocky start, Emma had always admired Erik. His passion and drive was just so monumental it was quite difficult to not fall for his qualms. It’s the reason why a lot of people chose his side. Why even some of the X-Men themselves switched over.
She follows his mind all the way to his study, and after she brushes some snow off of the shoulder of her white fur coat, Emma knocks against the door and then proceeds to walk in.
“Hey suga, sounds like you need a distraction.”
Was Erik thrilled that every one of Charles’ pets were starting to swarm the place? Absolutely not. Was Erik going to say anything to them. Nope and only because the telepath was standing between, otherwise Erik would have escorted them out a long time ago. So most days he resorted to brooding in his study where he made sure no one could bother him. He felt her before she made her way to his door.
The slight cool press of her conscious reaching his. It’s kind of interesting how every telepath have a different presence. Charles was gentle and warm, Emma cool and sly, Madelyne a bit sharp and hot, but none of it was unpleasant. Unless they made it that way. As Emma makes her way to him Erik gets up from his desk and decides to make a drink for the both of them. Made himself a bourbon and her a glass of rum.
“I need more than a distraction.” He says as she walks into his office, as confident as ever. “Drink?” He asks, holding the glass out to her. “What’s been going on with you?”
