Owner	Pose
Emma Frost	Sometimes one just needed to get out. Be pampered. Let others tend to your whims and needs. Emma Frost had taken it upon herself to arrange for an exclusive, high end spa to be available to anyone of the Mansion that wished to go to it. Or some associates, of course. Emma was currently very, very relaxed, sitting over in a bathrobe, drinking a martini whole holding out a hand and having her nails done.
Lorna Dane	Lorna Dane needed a break to say the least. Which is precisely why she had joined in on this particular outing because, let's face it--Queens needed breaks, too. She'd just settled into her own chair having selected a nail polish of a shade she was fond of. A dark green that was almost black, but with a sparkle to it. It never hurt to be a little sparkly. "I really ought to do this more. Thank you for setting it up, Emma," she offers over to the telepath with a grin. "So how have things been going for you lately as it is?"
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would smile at Lorna, "Of course. It's a lovely thing to do. There's a number of amazing facilities and professionals. I can give you the numbers of some of the better ones if you would like down the line as well. You could also do it for members of the Brotherhood. Call it some relaxation and bonding time for you to spend together." Emma is busy having one of her nails being slowly tinted a bright pink, held out in front of her while she was having her shoulders be massaged.
Rogue	Rogue had been in the massage area, but was now joining the others. Dressed in a nice white plush robe with her hair up she's quick to find a seat and smile around at everyone. "Wow, that was nice." She says, throwing the ends of her robe's belt up on to her lap as she puts her feet up on the rest before the chair. Her hands go to the armrests and she just laughs softly as someone comes to tend to her here now. "I could get used t'this kinda treatment. Emma, you're a doll for throwin' this t'gether."
Divine	Divine is also present, but she is not being pampered. She's ''working''. While Emma and Lorna get their nails done, she is standing by the door looking intimidating. She's dressed in a black blazer with a white blouse under it, a black pencil skirt, nude tights and short, probably three inch, heels. Granted, that puts her up to six and a half feet tall, but that's just more icing on the being scary cake. Her makeup is light, except for the fierce wings of her eyeliner. For the moment, she just pretends to be a piece of the furniture. Trying to be as unobtrusive as a giant of a woman can be. It's not working.
Lorna Dane	Lorna Dane considers that offer with a thoughtful hum that tapers into a sharp look cast toward Emma. One of complete bafflement at the mere suggestion. She takes it in stride with a good natured laugh however. "I'm hardly in charge of the Brotherhood. That's still my father, and Mystique. Though it would be amusing." Pausing in thougth, she adds with a grin, "Could you imagine Creed getting a mani-pedi?" That probably wouldn't happen. Too many broken tools no doubt. "It wouldn't be a bad idea to treat some of my guard though, at the very least. We're all a bit overworked these days." Speaking of guards she looks over to Divine with an eyebrow raising faintly. "Speaking of...?" She looks back to Emma and the others questioningly. Whose guard was that woman anyway?
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would glance at Divine, "Don't worry darling, when your shift ends you can go through it." She would glance at Lorna, "She's an.. Employee of mine. She's had a very.. Hard life by the standards of anyone." Her tone is sad and pained. "I'm glad that I've been able to get her a place tos tay. In return I hvae her on retainer." She would smile at Rogue, "That's the point, darling. I'm surprised that the school doesn't hvae one at the Mansion. You should speak about having one purchased.. I'm sure there's a couple that are acceptable in Westchester that you could go to after missions."
Rogue	When Divine is spoken of, Rogue looks over at her and offers a wave with her hand before she looks back to Emma, then to Lorna. "That's a beefy security guard. I pity anyone who tries anythin' against ya, Emma." She says good naturedly with a big grin. She sweeps her eyes to Lorna then next. "You don't need no Brotherhood drama, Lorna. You got your stuff t'gether already. No need t'pile on that kinda baggage." The southern gal says before one of the attendees comes to chat with her, to which she enjoys a bit of banter with.
Lorna Dane	Lorna Dane stretches her legs out on the seat to recline back comfortably while the manicure is started. That little hand massage to put on the lotion was always the best and she intends to enjoy it fully. A smile creeps over her lips at the talk of the Brotherhood and having her things together. "True. I'm still considering that royal harem, though," she remarks jokingly. "Who has time to date these days?"
Divine	The tall woman smiles ever so slightly when she is referred to and waved at. Though she does her best to remain Bodyguard Stoic. She does a pretty good job of it, honestly. She just nods once when Emma says she will get a turn. She's not sure if she really wants a turn. She's still not quite sure how she feels about strangers touching her. That and they'd need a belt sander to file her nails probably.
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would smile, "Yes, she's quite good that way." She would glance at Divine, "And don't worry dear, there are ways. So if you want to get one, I can have it arranged." The joys soemtimes of telepathy; or at least being able to read body language. Glancing at Lorna, "Those can be a bother. All that fluffing required to attend to their plumage and their egos.. Better to have some poolboys onhand that one can call out without any real issue."
Rogue	The harem joke has Rogue uttering a light laugh before she shakes her head side to side lightly "I can't even imagine what a life like yours has you doin' all the time." She fires back before she watches the attendee take care of her own nails. "Yeah, that's not gonna be an easy job, Sugah." The Belle warns the small woman with a little grin for her. She then looks over to Divine again. She upnods at her. "With the three'a us, you don't gotta be too on-guard. Anyone who tried anythin' against the four'a us, well. They'd be goin' home in a few different bags, t'say the least." She smirks toward Emma. "Yeah, I should see if Jean would be up for scoutin' out some'a the high end places in Westchester. As much money as the locals around there make, there's gotta be some pretty damn impressive day spas, huh?"
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would turn her attention to Lorna, "Yes, you could use some time for yourself and things." She would grin at Divine, "And if you wish it, you can consider yourself off duty for this. Among the four of us we should be capalbe of holding off most things short of another planetary invasion, in which case we delegate." She would grin to Rogue, "Quite. I can't fathom why the Institute doesn't have such full faculties built into it. Or do you use the Danger Room for them? I'm sure that needs to be a program if it isn't already."
Lorna Dane	"Hmm. I hadn't considered that," Lorna has to admit with a little crinkling of her nose at the thought. Primping and pampering? Fft. Of course she hadn't honestly looked into the possibility of a harem, either, much as the thought might have been pleasant once in awhile. "Ah, well. It's not as if I had any options for that anyway." Rogue gets a wry grin along with a slow shake of her head. "Paperwork, politics. I sometimes get out to use my geology degree when overseeing new areas to build in, but honestly that's me just wanting to do what I want and not something that I necessarily need to attend to. Oh, and public hearings." Glancing toward Divine she, too, nods in agreement. "I believe we're all considered level four in our abilities. Woe be to any who cross our paths."
Divine	The half-Kryptonian blinks a couple times. "Level ... four? Not a phrase I've heard before, sorry," she says. Her body language does relax a bit, but she doesn't take a seat. Not yet, anyway. She does step a little closer, heels clicking on the marble floor. She looks like she's practiced walking in these things. "Not really in the mood to have to punch anyone. ... Well, not to have to punch them a lot, I guess."
Rogue	Rogue leans forward on her chair now, gripping the arm rests as she watches the attendee work on her toe nails. She smiles big at the sight of it. "Yeah, the glossy forest green." She confirms to the young woman who is going to do up her nails all fancy like. Then, the Belle looks up and over to the others. She sees Divine still refusing to relax, which makes her grin at the other. "Refuses t'let herself get lax on the job. Maybe if President Kennedy had guards like that, well..." She smirks then over to Lorna and Emma. "Kennedy was the one who got shot in Texas right?" She whispers then to the two across from her. "But yeah. I don't think a place like this would go well in the general use of the school. Students would want t'get involved, and who the heck wants to touch their feet, ya know?" She shakes her head back and forth twice at this. "Nobody, that's who. But... the Danger Room, now there's an idea... Could make it a Spa and a Harem at the same time." She adds with a little laugh trailing her words.
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would nod at Divine, "Yes dear, there's no real threat here. So if you want you can relax.. If you prefer otherwise, however, there's no need. This is for indulgence. If it would make you uncomfortable, you shouldn't need to do it if you won't." She would nod at Divine, letting the girl decide if she wished to or not. "And amongst the amount of firepower we have here there's little need to have something that could ruin our stay here." She would smile over at the others. Then smile to Lorna, "If you need an excuse, tell your subjects that you're performing an evaluation and seeing how well they can handle and maintain things without your presence so that you can more efficiently manage it."
Lorna Dane	Lorna Dane grins toward Divine at the confusion. "Or Alpha level. I forget what 'rating' they're using for our power levels these days. It doesn't really matter here to begin with. I should hope." There were no Sentinels around at least. For now she just takes a deep breath and relaxes enjoying the shoulder massage she was also getting along with the manicure. Really, she was tense, and this was helping so much.