WHO | Alex & Emma
WHERE | Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters
WHEN | Follows
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There were immeasurable benefits to being a telepath. One of them was that Emma knew before most when someone seemed to be headed in the direction of the mansion. Part of being able to work with Cerebro was keeping tabs on their kind, and she'd sensed the younger Summers getting closer and closer. She'd been in two minds about whether or not she had wanted to let Scott in on the surprise, but she figured if Alex wasn't giving them warning, then she would play along.
She would just happen to be in the foyer the same moment he entered the mansion. Only she had been a couple moments too late and arrived just in time to see Iceman punching Havok in the face. Emma was hardly to blame for her body's response to the act of machoism, especially not when she had once had a fling with Bobby, but she left it up to Psylocke to chase him. Betsy was his lover now, and Emma wasn't going to step on any toes for once.
Instead, she moved towards Alex still lying on the floor, her lips curving into an amused smirk as she leaned down to offer him her hand. "Now, I know you always wanted to throw yourself at my feet, dear, but is this really the way to get my attention? So undignified, don't you think?"