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Post by emmafrost2 on Nov 17, 2011 10:14:04 GMT -5
Sat deep in a comfortable seat Frost held a book in front of her perfect face. Emma loved to read and get some peace and quite from the X-men and students. She did like them at time but even she needed to be away from them now and then, peace is just something she enjoyed from time to time. It was good to be alone with her thoughts and peace is what she wanted to read such a long book.
She had her glasses on as her contacts had been itching her eyes, she never liked to have people see her in her glasses as she knew they made her seem less beautiful. She had to be the perfection she saw in her head at all time and if she didn't match it then there was she felt ugly again.
She looked up rubbing her head for a moment, she felt the stress coming to her from all her issues she had in her life. She tried not to think of that at all as it got to her. She looked for a moment taken her glasses of as she heard someone walk in.No Way she'd let anyone see her like this, not when she had an image to uphold.
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Post by colossus on Nov 18, 2011 19:11:27 GMT -5
Piotr had been spending a lot of time in the gym recently, a lot of time training not only himself but the younger mutants also, not that he had a problem with that but at the same time it meant that he had been spending a lot of time working possibly more than other members of the x men because of the fact that he did more than one job where as they did not. Leaving the danger room he walked to his room and stripped off before jumping into the shower. Dressing quickly Piotr pulled on a pair of jeans and a black sleeveless vest.
Walking into the library he was surprised to see Emma sitting there walking around he picked up a book on Russian history and sat behind her “hey” he said.
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Post by emmafrost2 on Nov 21, 2011 10:39:38 GMT -5
Emma looked to the side as she saw a strong muscular man walk into the room, this was the man knowing as colossus or Piotr. He was someone she could be friends with as he was gentle yet strong, he was an artist. His art was beautiful and she liked to see his painting she wished she could help him show his art to the world, she had the money but was the world ready for him.
She looked biting her nail for a moment as she thought on that matter and noted that Piotr picked up a book about Russian history.
“I didn't know you'd need a book like that?” Emma said quietly “ I thought you would know the history of your country.”
Emma looked to him as she rubbed her head again for a moment and looked to him holding her glasses again.
“Sorry that seemed mean, but you know me.”
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