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Emma Frost	She doesn't drop by the embassy often. Not since she transferred the deed of a hotel over that she had helped build to better management. But still, sometimes curiousity abounds. Emma has long made it a point of keeping her powers to herself for her own ace up her sleeve. So even among other mutants her status was often unknown for those outside Xavier's compass. But, occasionally one has to go outside. And so Emma's coming to the embassy, idly walking through the front door, glancing past her just in case she's going to catch someone with golden eyes following her depending on what Raven is up to this week.
Lorna Dane	The secret is out since she was pretty openly out with Janet the other night, Lorna isn't on Genosha. She might not be for some time, and since she saw her face on the Insta, she decided the best follow up action is to do some stately matters and keep up the apperances that she truly is the Queen of the mutants, and spirits away to the Embassy.     The monarch is in an office hastily converted from a dignitary's into one she can use for the day, and as such, the intercom isn't quite working and so most messages are being hand delivered to Lorna.     "Your grace, there's someone approaching by way of the front gates, and already inside. A very distinguished woman, lovely outfit. Blonde."     Lorna's eyebrows twitch and she hides the smirk from her face, and stands up. "I wouldn't be much of a host if I didn't greet our guests." She says as she rises from her chair, unnaturally so and then hovers her way over to the door and down the stairs.     Perfect timing as she reaches the landing just in time to meet, "Emma! What a pleasant surprise!"
Emma Frost	For whatever reason, Emma Frost is being redirected over towards Lorna. There's omvement here and there out in the corridor. Emma hadn't partaken of Lorna's amazing meal over at the Mansion, but she had heard the gossip amongst the student body. So as she's taken towards the green-haired Queen, she would smile. "Lorna, so lovely to have you here. I had heard that you had returned from Genosha, but I wasn't aware it was a long term change." Having gotten the impression of that over from the office-space being redone that it was being established for a more permanent setup.     "It's always interesting when the Queen is in residence, isn't it?"
Lorna Dane	Lorna allows Emma to speak her mind, decorum dictates, and as she is striving to be the proper host and keep up airs, Lorna smiles softly as she listens.     "I have returned from Genosha, or more, I'm taking a break from Genosha, as I'm having a bit of trouble of a personal nature." Lorna hints at before she turns to walk shoulder-to-shoulder with Emma and leads her towards the office she was just in.     "Please, hold all messages and calls and cancel all meetings until Miss Frost and I are done." Lorna says to the secretairy who quickly confirms and starts ensuring the orders are followed.     "Is it always so interesting for you when you're in residences?" Lorna asks, approaching her desk.
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would ah over, "I understand. So, if a woman might be so direct.. What sort of reasoning is there for you having to take some.. Time to yourself then over in the City?" She would go to fold her hands together while being lead over into the office.     "Have you finally gone mad from the administration required for ruling a country?" Emma would ask quite sincerely and sympathetically. Running a large multi-nationral corporation was hard enough. She couldn't begin to imagine how crazed attempting to run a country would be.     "When a royal has taken somewhere as their formal residence or base of operations, there's always a large change in intensity. A larger degree of formality. I'm sure that you've watched things when the Queen is in residence for formal affairs." By 'Queen' she means 'Of England' because whoe lse would come to mind?     Emma's gently teasing, trying to set circumstances at ease just in case Lorna is actually frustrated over separate things.
Lorna Dane	"I'm vaguely aware of the ways Elizabeth acted, and I really hope to avoid being as ... stuffy." Lorna says, with a glance past Emma's shoulders to the doors, ensuring they're closed first. "Now, in regards to my mental state, I figure you could, more uniquely than most at least analyze me." Lorna says with a lift of her finger to tap at the side of her nose.     Turning to press her backside against the edge of her desk, Lorna remains standing while facing Emma and takes a moment to breath deeply in the still air, as her hands slide apart on the desk behind her, allowing herself to relax, just slightly. "I don't think I'm mad, but I'm not feeling very sure of myself, and I certainly am at a loss for the goals I should have in mind for myself, much less Genosha. So, I could use some help." Lorna says, green eyes lifting up to Emma and showing a hint of worry? fear? remorse? Self-doubt? A mix of emotions cross Lorna's face in that moment.
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would nod over at Lorna and go to gesture, "All right. I'm more than happy to listen. And my comments weren't meant in any seriousness about your state, Lorna. And I'll also admit that I have no particular training when it comes to psychology or evaluation, so please don't presume that my advise or analysis is spot on. Next.." She would gesture over at her.. "Breathe. You are fine. You are just very unsure and agitated. So just close your eyes and breathe for a few moments. I'm the only one here, and we have privacy."
Lorna Dane	Lorna takes a deep breath as instructed by the blonde, and then she pushes off the desk and takes a seat in one of the chairs set on the 'outside' of the desk. "Emma, I would like you to look inside me, my head. I don't feel like I'm my normal self. I've never been so... stuck. I feel like I have writer's block, but I'm supposed to be running and rebuilding a country, not writing some measly novella." Lorna says, pleads even as she takes a seat and takes a deeper breath. "I mean, I'm not sure what you've come here for, but I know I'm not going to waste the opportunity, and don't get the idea I'm calling you a gift horse."
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would frown over at her, "I just came here to look about, Lorna. Nothing particular. And.. I don't necessarily think that anything is wrong. You're just confused and that's led to a level of frustrationa nd so you're looking for some ways to handle it. If you want I can go itno your mind but I can almost guarantee I'm not going to notice anything is the matter. There is going to be nothing wrong with you that you'll need a telepath to look in on. You could just be lacking any real source of inspiration."
Lorna Dane	Lorna opens an eye, as if she was expecting Emma to just, peek in and for some reason braced herself with her eyes closed. "Well, if you'll accept it, I'll give you your consultation fee at double your rate, and ask you to consult me." Lorna says with a sigh, and her nails digging into the finish of the arm rests.     "What should I be doing with Genosha? What should I be doing with myself?"
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would laugh quietly, "I'm not going to accept it Lorna, but I'll see what I can do to help you. Firstly.. Have faith in yourself. Just sit down and breathe. Close your eyes. Focus. With your permission I'm going to go into your head and do a few quick things to help you relax. Are you all right with that?"
Lorna Dane	"Do I need to lay down or something?" Lorna asks first.
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would laugh, "If you wish. This isn't going to be particularly invasive. IT's just more to help you relax. But if laying down would help, then sure. This will involve some things to your body rather than your mind."
Lorna Dane	Lorna would stand up from her chair and then motionless the chair scoots back against the wall and clears space for the monarch of apparently it's own free will. A pause as Lorna presses her hands against her dress and top, she carefully lays down after sitting on the nice rug. A glance to the door and a quick thought ensures the door is locked. "My body? Should I call Janet first, or are we being even more discreet?"
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would laugh, "Oh, I'm sure that Janet's level of discretion would involve quite a bit more fun. But.. I'm going to go into your head and makea few tweaks. It will be a little disorienting at first." Emma goes in and then starts to apply mental pressure. Each and every muscle, joint, tendon, and everything in Lorna's body would tense for just a half second.. And then it's smoothed over as each bit of physical tension in her frame is released. LIke having several hours of intensive massage compressed over into a few seconds.
Lorna Dane	There's actually a moment as Emma's psychosematic massages effects roll down from Lorna's brain and out into her body, that Lorna's spine decompresses in the exact right way to crack like a chiropractors adjustment. The pressure and the release has Lorna's mouth slacking open, and her closed eyes flutter weakly, "Oh. Emma. At least let me take you to dinner for that." Lorna murmers while staying on the floor.
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would laugh softly, "I'm sure that Janet will have taken that particular offer first, and that her menagerie will be much more effective at helping you relax." Janet's near unlimited spread of psychotropics and alcohol made for that.     "A quick scan of you doesn't pick up anything unusual. Stress, frustration.. I'm going to presume a great deal of wanting to strangle your half brother.."
Lorna Dane	"Ugh, spare the thought. Both of them. Janet is fun, no doubt, but relaxing isn't the way I'd describe her. Love her, but I could see a spa day with her being ... an event. Now as far as Pietro, hell, even Wanda, I haven't thought about or interacted with either since... her birthday back in what, December?" Lorna says with a lift of her shoulders as she's on the floor and then begins to struggle back to her feet.     "I mean, how often do you want to strangle your actual brother?"
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would nod over at Lorna and look distantly for a momentw ith the mention of her brother. "NOt as often as I should have." Her lips pursing so quickly that it would vanish as she would be reminded of Christian. "I do own a couple of spas if you would like to try one. I can make sure you have the entire building over ot yourself. It's over on the beach and it's isolated." Lifestyles of the rich and famous.
Lorna Dane	Smiling, Lorna chuckles softly, "Christian, I should go speak with him and try and get him and Janet in the same room." She teases and then looks back at Emma. "You were just in my mind. I'm sure you saw that I would prefer to NOT be entirely alone in a building. A girl's got some needs. Even- no- Especially Queens."
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would laugh softly, "Well, I'm no more a Queen now." She would smile over. "But very well, if that's an invitation to have me go along with you on my own island for our spa day, then very well I think I can clear my schedule for it."
Lorna Dane	Lorna's head dips softly to the side and she blurts out, "Who's the white queen no-?" She has been gone for some time. "Sorry. You don't have to answer that." Lorna frowns and moves towards Emma and holds out her arms, reaching, inviting and expecting a hug from the bostonian.
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would smile, "Oh.. Tha'ts fine. My presence on Sebastian's little court of fools was revoked and I decided that I don't have to quite keep up the airs of being around with his little group of hoodlums. I've far better uses for my time than wasting it on his little drivel."
Lorna Dane	"Well, freed from the shakles of decorum, you could be your truest self I suppose." Lorna ponders as she pulls her arms back, accepting maybe Emma isn't exactly a big 'Hugger'.     Lorna summons the chair back over and takes a seat while still keeping her eyes on Emma, "What have you been spending your time on? And what are you like now? I'm curious what you think about yourself Miss Frost."
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would go to relax once more in her seat. "Oh.. I have quite a few affairs. My business, keeping tabs on whatever ridiculuos things that Shaw and his little witch are up to.." The word cslearly having a far, far harsher bit of language behind it.     "Lending my aid to the team as needed.. And trying to help instruct some of the students in affairs somewhat beyond the boundaries of normal classroom routine as required."
Lorna Dane	"Wait, you're teaching at Xavier's!?" Lorna asks the sound of surprise in her tone. The Queen smirks softly as she glances towards the door, then back to Emma. "Sounds like your plate is awfully full as it is. Don't think there's any chance of you becoming a royal vizier?" Lorna chuckles.
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would smile, "I'm sorry darling, but I'm rich enough as it stands and I have enough paperwork. Vizier means having to listen to meetings and people droning on and their outfits are horrible. Shoulder epathulets, capes, pauldrons.. It all looks horrible."
Lorna Dane	"Come on, admit, It's not all bad. You always looked so good in a cape. Plus you could at least act like it was an honor being considered. You don't have to immediately say no." Lorna says as she sinks into her chair a bit, allowing her spine to decompress a bit more. "And as the advisor you'd be able to advise in matter of fashion as well." Lorna tries, one last time.
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would laugh, "Oh, darling, I'm rich enough that I can -buy- titles if I want them. They go for quite reasonable rates if you know where to look for them. And why waste your time in playing pretend? If you want a proper vizier, ask Mister Stark. I'm sure that he could come up wtih something appropriately buffoonish to attire himself in. Or Ms. Smith. I'm sure that she would enjoy the role." Tabitha.     "Are you feeling better?"
Lorna Dane	"Yes." Lorna says, choosing to ignore the ideas of Tony and Tabby as officials of Genosha. Shudder the thought. "I am feeling better, but I wasn't expecting to be so openly buffetted Miss Frost." Lorna says with a teasing wink.
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would smile, "Dear, you're still a Queen and deserve to be treated as such. I would much rather not be the one that ends up chained over to the foot of your throne when you decide that what adultations and tributes you've been given aren't sufficient."
Lorna Dane	Lorna's shoulders shake as she laughs a bit at Emma's explination. "So if I wanted to chain you up somewhere else. That'd be okay?" She teases much more openly, brazenly.
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would tsk, "I would have to ask what particular serials you watched as a child to give you that veneer of visualizations, Lorna. I will note that I don't have to read your mind to know that your mood has definitely gotten better. Are you feeling a bit more creative now."
Lorna Dane	"You're getting a little Freud there Frost, I don't know what in my childhood would cause me to want to tie up another in a fit of passion." Lorna says openly, hoping the bluntness will count as a delivery system for the comedy of it. "I'm feeling, better, and yet still that loneliness lingers, but as far as creativity goes... I think I might have something." She says, suddenly standing up and moving around to her side of the desk.     Drawers are snapped open rapidly, and a legal pad and pen are pulled out. With a quick hand, Lorna drops the pen, and catches it with her powers. Slowly the utensil begins drawing a childishly simple map. A map that quickly could be called the US. Then on the other half of the page, she draws Africa, taking note to draw Madagascar.
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would go to sit back over and moves to settle her legs together, "Well, in the case that it's not your father constantly nagging you to give him grandchildren, then I think tha tsome of your issues could be resolved by indulgence. have a night on the town, ensure that whatever district of the city you level had it coming and has sufficient insurance to cover it. Claim diplomatic immunity to get out of any consequences. Indulge in some hedonism in whatever particular method you desire."     Emma glances over at the map being drawn, "And are you planning for Risk or another particular form of world domination then? Should I sell my properties in those countries?"
Lorna Dane	"Emma, I'm not going to go destroy a borough, and claim Diplomatic Immunity. Not when I'm over here." She motions to the map and the island of Genosha, "When I'm going to be trying to incorporate Genosha into a US Territory in order to help the people. My, people."
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would nod over at Lorna, "NO, but the temptation is always there. With great power. So what you could use, darling, is a night on the town. Have fun. Go engage in some chaos. Enjoy yourself. Your issues arej ust needing some outlets. Rather normal."
Lorna Dane	"Heh. Normal." Lorna notes and then mentally says 'Screw it.'     She stands and in a couple of steps is over next to the seated Emma and is wrapping her arms around the blonde's shoulders and hair. "I didn't expect you today Emma, but I couldn't think of a better person to have talked to."
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would smile, accepting the hug and then returning it. "My pleasure. I do what I can. For a friend. And I am here for you if you ever need it." THe hug is tightly returned over. "And youc an contact me anytime."
Lorna Dane	"Just, no chains, right?" Lorna nods as she catches her breath at the hug and pauses. "Okay, I see what you mean. I need to go ... how'd you put it? Give my dad some grandchildren." Lorna says as she pulls away from the hug.     "Shall I escort you to your car Miss Frost? I have a borough to level."
Emma Frost	Emma Frost would laugh softly, "I'm quite good dear. Having seen the traffic on the way in, I'll just let you level the district first and get out of town when they haven't cleared the debris first. Efficiency." She would wiggle a finger and go to release the hug.