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Post by Emma Frost on Dec 7, 2007 11:52:06 GMT -5
The lights were out in Emma Frost's office. She often sat with the lights off at night. The stars shone so brightly out here away from the city and the Hellfire Club that was her home, her prison, for so many years.
'Ah it's so nice to sit back with a cup of tea and just look at the night sky' she thought. 'Good group of kids, Charles would be proud of the work we're doing here...wonder what he's doing up there' her eyes drifted to where the founder of the institute might have gone, the Shi'air Empire, deep space. "Love is a wonderful thing, is it not Professor?"
She raised her cup as if to toast him in his absence. Smirking to herself she blew the steam off and took a sip....'Ahhhhh'
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