5233/Unexpected visitor

Unexpected visitor
Date of Scene:	17 February 2021
Location:	Xavier's School Front Yard
Synopsis:	Magneto comes to the Mansion. James and Emma meet him at the gates and escort him to Charles' office. Nobody died.
Cast of Characters:	James Proudstar, Erik Lensherr, Emma Frost

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James Proudstar has posed:
James Proudstar walks down the front stairs to the mansion, slowly, carefully. his eyes on the predator. ?Morning, Mr. Lensherr, this a social call??

Erik Lensherr has posed:
The snow storm that rocked New York is settling down, but it's left behind a bitter cold and several inches of snow. With school back in, most of the students at Xavier's institute are in class, but most of them are staring out the windows at the snow covered fields spreading out in every direction towards the lake just inside the woodline.

The sun is shining brightly and despite the cold, it is a beautiful day.

Until a shadow casts long against the pavement that's freshly shoveled drive.

That shadow descends until it forms into the image of a man with long white hair pulled back into a loose ponytail dangling down between his shoulder blades and a groomed white beard. Wearing a black suit, with a red tie, Erik Lensherr lowers himself to the ground and adjusts his coat with the tips of his fingers. Flicking them to brush a few rogue flakes from his shoulder, but the magnetic field around him keeps most from falling onto the emaculate suit he's wearing.

Silver blue eyes survey the yard leading up to the mansion, falling fully upon James Proudstar. "Yes." He answers the question.

Emma Frost has posed:
    The White Queen(Former) steps out of her car as she parks it on the end of the driveway after putting it in park. "What's going on here James?" Asks the woman in the white thick coat with a fur lined hem at the collar and cuffs. "Who's... oh." Emma stops asking her question as she looks out between the gates at the men before her and she steps around to stand in front of her Porsche and puts her hands in her pockets as she aproaches James to eye Erik the whole time.

James Proudstar has posed:
James Proudstar keeps his gaze on Magneto, he nods and seems to relax a little. ?Smelled you on the breeze, ozone and that aftershave. Emma, Erik, Erik, Emma.? He knows its not necessary but given those involved sticking to the niceries seems warranted. James is speaking into his mic. Hes not bothering to hide it, knowing that the device only works at the whim of its true master, knowing Erik can hear every word. ?Thats good. ill take you at your word. Is tea warranted?? James? voice is low but pitched to carry. His manner is slow but smooth, his voice calm.

Erik Lensherr has posed:
"Ms. Frost." Erik dips his head politely to the former White Queen, well aware of who she is and who she USE to be. "I imagine there was a time where your being here would almost be as odd as myself." His hands come together infront of his abdomen, the right wrapping the wrist of the left. He doesn't seem nervous, but what does he have to be nervous about?

His eyes turn back to James, "I wouldn't want to put anyone out. I desire to speak with Charles-" Which sounds like he'll do so regardless of who tries to stop him, but he doesn't say that. There's a quiet confidence about the former Ruler of Genosha that comes from being the leader of a nation.. nevermind the sheer force of nature that he is regardless of his regality. "-I don't suppose he is home."

Emma Frost has posed:
    "We're aware of each other, thank you James." Emma notes almost curtly before she looks from James back over to Erik and she hides her frown, but it's there in her eyes as Erik regards her directly, "Oh, as awkward as my being her has been and will be, I presume it pales in comparison to your being here." The woman notes.

    "I have no reason to prevent or allow you access to the grounds Erik. And as you can see, I'm trying to escape myself." She says with a motion to her vehicle, parked on the driveway waiting for the path to be cleared. "If you do wreck the place, as seems almost destined, don't damage my wardrobe. I finally got it stocked."

James Proudstar has posed:
James Proudstar smiles and nods slowly, ?I can escort you to his office. Among my people, coffee is the tradition when heads of state meet but you English seem to prefer tea. I dont think it needs to come to blows this early.? He shoots Emma an annoyed glance. James wonders if Erik knew his brother, he?d never considered it before.

Erik Lensherr has posed:
"I have no desir eto destroy the school. I helped build the school, why would I destroy something I Helped build?" Erik wonders with a raised brow look between Emma and James. No, he shakes his head slowly, "I wish to see my oldest friend and catch up on current events. Perhaps speak with my children, whom I understand have been here at the school recently."

He remains politely on the otherside of the Iron Gate that he could absolutely tear off the brackets and twist into a decorative lawn orniment like origami. "I am not English, neither by decent nor choice. I'm German by birth, Jewish by faith, and Genoshan by decree." These are very, very, important points. An almost omenous shift in the magnitational fields signals the raw energy circulating around the Master of Magnatism... like static electricity in the air. A gentle pull towards the gate... and then it abates.

"What is your name." To James, as he already knows Emma.

Emma Frost has posed:
    "He's not- Yeah." Emma notes idly as she steps back as it seems like James is going to take the lead. "But, okay, as long as you take the lead on this one James, I'm going to go ahead and fight this weather and get some supplies for the school and myself. Text if you need anything." Emma says as she walks over to her car and slips in and waits for the gates to open for her at least.

James Proudstar has posed:
James Proudstar smiles and nods, ?My name is James Proudstar. I am an Apache by birth, by faith and chief by decree of my people. I meant no offense those of European descent enjoy tea. But I will respect your origins.? James walks towards the gate and opens it. He makes a polite offer of entrance for Erik and holds the gate for Emma to leave.

Erik Lensherr has posed:
Erik waits while the gates open before him and steps through, not terribly unlike Dracula being invited into someones home. One can imagine the analogy isn't terribly far from the truth either... He nods his appreciation to James and farewell to Emma, "It is good to see you, Ms. Frost. As always." Polite. He's always held mutants, no matter their intentions or history, to a higher regard than ... basically anyone.

Certainly not one to judge, regardless.

"Proudstar." Curious, as he walks along the path towards the mansion. He allows James to lead them, remaining only a single step to his side, he does not let him get too far ahead. Egotism. "I knew a John Proudstar. Is he of any relation to you?"

James Proudstar has posed:
James Proudstar leads the way, he knows its what politeness demands but... he?s a hunter by inclination and the last place you let a bigger predator is behind you. But he move deliberately , not rushing. He doesnt bother whispering, ?Were coming in, keep the kids in class. Straight through to the profs office.? He turns his head, ?Yes, he was my brother. ahes the reason Im here.? there is pride in his voice when he speaks of John.

Erik Lensherr has posed:
Erik smirks at the announcement, but doesn't say anything to contradict James with regards to keeping the children in class. While he may not see eye to eye with Charles' vision, he does appreciate the value of a good education. Genosha boast one of the best educational programs in the world until it was destroyed.

Likewise, he keeps pace. Never falling too far behind as to not excite the hunter in James. More out of quiet respect than fear. Magneto fears no man, mutant or otherwise. "He was a good warrior. You have every right to be proud of what he accomplished." The reverence is implied, but as there's no reason for him to sugar coat anything, it likely indicates he's genuine.

"I mourned his passing, but it was my honor to fight beside him."

James Proudstar has posed:
James Proudstar stops, and pauses. He turns and faces you. His eyes narrowed but he cant for the life of him figure out why you?d lie, ? I... never knew. I-? His lips are dry, he licks them and then he smiles. ?Thank you.? James nods his head. ?Perhaps you could tell me more about him sometime if you were inclined?? James remembers himself and turns back aroung doing back to leading the way.

Erik Lensherr has posed:
Erik dips his head to James, pausing when the other does, standing quietly in the hallway leading to the offices. One might almost make out Charlies in the open door, seated in his chair, staring out at them... or at Erik. He doesn't immediately break away from Warpath, however, sharing a moment of silence with him for a brother long gone, but not long forgotten. "It would be my pleasure to do so." He says genuinely, offering out a surprisingly muscular hand for a man alledged to be well into his 90s.

"Thank you for the escort. I believe I can take it from here. And a pleasure to have met you, James Proudstar. May you be even half as brave as your brother and your tribe will long speak the name Proudstar."

James Proudstar has posed:
James Proudstar takes the hand and shakes it. He smiles and nods meetings Eriks gaze. ?You?re very welcome. Thank you, sadly, I?m the last of my tribe. But the expression is appreciated.? James turns and nods to the Professor before excusing himself.