#frostedmind

[the-frost-sisters]

Starter for @frostedmind​

Sat around a table meant for four, the frosts were enjoying a spot of breakfast and a moment of peace. Helping to start a revolution truly was a tiring endeavor. They had been given the task of collecting information. An easy task for three telepaths but sometimes they could use the full extent of their powers. There was so much more to them than just reading minds. The target had been Homelander but while the interaction had been short, the three sisters knew better than to come back empty-handed. Any information was better than nothing after all and they were less worried when it came to relaying things to Emma than Magneto. Esme sat between her sisters, Phoebe to her left while Sophie was on her right. They were communicating but mostly within the confines of their minds; some things were better kept amongst themselves. “Violence isn’t always the answer Phoebe,” Esme huffed as she fell back in her seat. Picking up a glass of water to take a sip. “I’m just saying we could have at least left him with a headache or something,” Phoebe pouted, biting into a strawberry. “Care to join?” Sophie asked, her eyes had been watching the door waiting for the white queen herself.  

[phasingthrcugh]

@frostedmind​

Lorna didn’t want to be in New York anymore. It was loud and dirty and seeing people rounded up just for their genetic makeup, Lorna wanted to go home. It was clear Katie wasn’t here and the only bright spot when she had come had been the tiniest possibility of seeing her baby girl. Now that was gone and she felt cold. They were staying in a hotel for the time being and the room was smaller than the rooms she had on Genosha. But they were stuck here for the time being. Lorna was staring out the window when clicking, expensive heels, announced the presence of her roommate.  “Hello Emma.”

[laurax23-kinney]

@frostedmind​

Laura parkoured her way away from the building, she had the information she needed, the information of where the mutant hunters were going to be, she picked up the bag she had left on the roof of a building with her tactical gear, she couldn’t exactly reach the location through the roofs so she made her way down, she had a couple of hours to study the location and strategize before the hit, she was walking when a familiar smell hit her and she turned around with a frown. “Frost...” She greeted the woman. “What are you doing this side of town?”