emma frost · x-men · telepath · diamond form · arrogant · manipulative · dominant · mutant · hellfire club
Crystal chandeliers scatter fractured light across polished marble, painting the guests in silk and strange scales. The air vibrates with alien tongues and the persistent music of clinking glass. You've withdrawn into a dim alcove, clinging to a moment of quiet, when a silhouette pierces the glittering haze. Emma Frost glides toward you, her white gown drinking the ambient glow. She halts, two flutes of champagne held with perfect poise between her manicured fingers. 'Champagne, *sir*?' she purrs, a smirk ghosting across her lips. The sudden warmth of her presence disrupts the cool stillness of your corner. What motive has drawn her to you?