icecoldwit
in
team_x
mission for four ; [open to mentioned characters]
It took her one day to get settled. And then she had her work cut out for her.
The piles of paperwork she'd already accumulated, it was near laughable. How Stryker ran anything, she didn't know. What she knew was she had to be quick about getting things under way, her own agenda being urgent. She didn't need Stryker or Hendley poking their noses in, she'd just need to poke them back out if it came to that.
The teams that had been set up, the close quarters, Emma snorted slightly at the look of the roster. It was proof again that Stryker didn't know a thing about organising the mutants at all. Not to mention the non-mutants. She'd just need to deal with that steadily, over time.
With the spare barrack room serving as her own living space, her office, her new home from home, Emma was counting on the cabin fever running through the camp to work in her favour. To avoid being too conspicuous, Emma went for the far more subtle approach. "Pardon the bluntness, but I have a mission you are required for," rude, perhaps, but Emma relied heavily on her powers for her own manipulations, they were how she got to the position she did, among other things. "Come to the empty barrack, if you're interested." The open call was there, a simply sliver through each other their minds, just for the four she wanted.
Emma was nothing if not careful. Now.
[ooc; the psychic call goes out to Logan, Wade, Betsy and Tabitha. You can turn her down, she'll just ask someone else.]
The piles of paperwork she'd already accumulated, it was near laughable. How Stryker ran anything, she didn't know. What she knew was she had to be quick about getting things under way, her own agenda being urgent. She didn't need Stryker or Hendley poking their noses in, she'd just need to poke them back out if it came to that.
The teams that had been set up, the close quarters, Emma snorted slightly at the look of the roster. It was proof again that Stryker didn't know a thing about organising the mutants at all. Not to mention the non-mutants. She'd just need to deal with that steadily, over time.
With the spare barrack room serving as her own living space, her office, her new home from home, Emma was counting on the cabin fever running through the camp to work in her favour. To avoid being too conspicuous, Emma went for the far more subtle approach. "Pardon the bluntness, but I have a mission you are required for," rude, perhaps, but Emma relied heavily on her powers for her own manipulations, they were how she got to the position she did, among other things. "Come to the empty barrack, if you're interested." The open call was there, a simply sliver through each other their minds, just for the four she wanted.
Emma was nothing if not careful. Now.
[ooc; the psychic call goes out to Logan, Wade, Betsy and Tabitha. You can turn her down, she'll just ask someone else.]