Diamond 11: Emma Frost [In Person]

[my-own-friend.livejournal.com]

[If you walk by the living room, you might notice something shiny. Very shiny. Look closer and you'll see that it's someone very shiny. Look again. It's Emma Frost in her diamond form, huddled in a chair and reading and trying not look grumpy. Her fingers make a tinkling sound whenever they brush together, and she frowns as she stares at the pages. The way her eyebrows are knit together speaks of frustration or a bad headache.]

Bloody hell...that stupid tart...

Comments

[stalking_horse]

Trust the Author to not think things through that thoroughly. [Featherruffle.]

Ah, thank you - although they've made being indoors entertaining, trying not to knock things over, and I'm ... fairly sure they didn't come with the kind of physiology for them to actually be usable.

[my-own-friend.livejournal.com]

Making them very pretty and very inconvenient decorations. Wonderful.

[She sighs and rubes her forehead. The diamond rubbing against diamond makes a grinding sound.]

It's like I'm half-deaf. I can't hear anything or anyone. God, I think I'm like to go mad at some point.