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Post by ~ N.P.C. ~ on Mar 22, 2009 13:34:15 GMT -5
It was about 9am, and the school was just beginning to show life as breakfast ended and classes started. In front of the school, stood the Former White Queen Emma Frost, dressed in her seductively sharp clothes and kept her knowing blue eyes right on the road as two long limousines pulled up to the school. They stopped right in front of the Courtyard. Two men dressed in suits and wearing sunglasses stepped out of the passenger door and went all the way to the end of the first limo to open the door. A puff of smoke and the sound of melodious laughter rang through the air as one of the men held out their hand to the occupant. A slender gloved hand took his and a long bare legs took the first step out of the limo. A woman stepped out of the limo, a face that was famous throughout Europe and to all the Elite around the world. It was Serefina Kudinov, one time world class fashion model and now the owner of the most exclusive and famous modeling company in the world. She never was seen looking less than her best, and it certainly showed as she stepped to the side in her designer Jimmy Choos and elegant Versace dress. She inhaled the cigarette in her cigarette wand with her perfect red painted lips and exhaled the smoke in such a seductive classic manner that one knew it had to be learned. Next a much older man came out of the limo, but despite his age he still had a lot of life in him and never a man that many would willingly cross. For a distinguished man such as this, one would never suspect the bloodshed and destruction that he was capable of. No never this refined, well dressed and well mannered gentleman. Behind him came a large number of men, looking similar to the men who opened the door and all surrounded the lady and the man as he took the Lady's arm and walked over to Ms. Emma Frost. Patya Kudinov patted his wife's arm before he let her go to greet the Former White Queen whom he was quite familiar with. He took Emma's hand and placed a polite and suave kiss on it, as is customary to do any lady. Though here to see his precious little Princess, he also wanted to speak business with the elusive and sharp Headmistress of the school.
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Post by Emma Frost on Mar 22, 2009 13:54:14 GMT -5
"Welcome to our little learning establishment Mr. and Mrs. Kudinov. I am ever so pleased to have you visit...most parents don't take the time." She graciously accepted the kiss on her hand from her acquaintance of many years through the Hellfire Club. Turning to his wife she extended her hand in welcome.
"It only reinforces what I had come to believe about Veronika's upbringing. She is so pleasant and well mannered, you both obviously take great care to concern yourselves in her life." she smiled warmly and with a welcoming gesture bade them walk with her into the Mansion. "Believe me, it does not go un-noticed."
"As you well know the grounds of the school are some thirty plus acres of beautiful palatial countryside, the nearby town is just far enough away to discourage any trouble... either from the locals coming here or the children going there." she fibbed as they entered the foyer. Taking note of the entourage she began counting heads, from the inside out. Some of the men had no business being around children and Emma wanted to see what action this would be benefactor, father of the mind controlling Allure, would take regarding the throng of thugs and bodyguards.
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Post by ~ N.P.C. ~ on Mar 22, 2009 15:28:22 GMT -5
Serefina Kudinov smiled dazzlingly at Emma Frost, a woman who's name was almost as well known as hers. "It is a pleasure Ms. Frost, I must say your school is quite impressive from the outside. I did not expect it to be quite so large," she said in her thick and seductive Russian accent, taking the last puff of her cigarette. One of the men took out a fancy looking ashtray from his coat pocket and Serefina put out the cigarette and placed the wand in her Prada purse. She was ever the lady, never smoking in an establishment unless it was allowed or proper. Certainly it would be impolite of her to smoke in a place with students, however odd they may be according to her sweet Princess.
Patya snapped his fingers and looked at the many men that followed him. "<Vladimir, Boris and Ivan are to stay with us. The rest of you, surround the school and make sure we were not followed. Ivan, go and accompany Uncle Borislav over>," he said in a very firm voice and didn't even look back as majority of the party scattered behind him some by the road and others around the school, simply keeping watch and ready to take action if needed. Ivan, a faithful guard went to the second limo and opened the door, helping out a thin, almost frail looking man with a cold hard face full of wrinkles.
"Emma Frost may I introduce my Uncle from the Old Country, Borislav Kudinov. Please excuse him for his English is quite poor," Patya said when Ivan came up with the older man. The older man still had the air of an old country gentleman, taking Emma's hand just as Patya had and kissing it in respect. "It is pleasure," he said in broken English with a very thick and gruff Russian accent. The old man walked with a cane, the very atmosphere that came with him showed a man who was just as cold and ruthless as anyone with the Kudinov name, but there was something more to this man. A man who had overcome many obstacles and didn't make him morally better as one would expect. Nonetheless he acted as a perfect gentlemen as he walked with the party into the house, as distinguished and refined as his nephew.
"It appears I have chosen well to entrust my precious daughter to your care Emma Frost. This is certainly an adequate setting that I would like my daughter to be staying. You see, I like to take a personal interest in my little Veronika. She is my eldest daughter, and very special as you know. I have high hopes for her, and she deserves only the best," Patya said walking with his wife arm in arm and next to his Uncle, studying the elaborate foyer.
The school was alive with noise and the party caught a glimpse of students finishing breakfast and running to class. Serefina looked around with a critical eye, but kept the appearance of a true lady as each classy and seductive step she took exuded her high class upbringing. "Yes the decorations are lovely, you must give me the name of the decorator," she said with a pleasant smile, her thoughts far from it as she would never use such a decorator.
Patya looked around the mansion some more, eying the students that they caught a glimpse of in their tour. "Veronika tells me that you have an extensive recreation program, as well as unique teaching staff. I must ask as a parent Ms. Emma Frost, what are the qualifications of the teachers at this Institute? I expect nothing less than the best for my little girl," he asked giving Emma a cool eye. It was a game that all members of the party knew well and played it almost routinely.
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Post by Emma Frost on Mar 22, 2009 16:31:08 GMT -5
"<Ambassador Kudinov, what a pleasure to meet you.>" Emma said in nearly perfect Russian, her dialect being altered slightly and purposefully. In order that she might make the former Ambassador of the Soviet Union feel more comfortable she had affected a distinct lilt in her pronunciation to approximate the area in Russia of his childhood. "<It is quite an honor to have you here. We are not often graced with foreign dignitaries as renowned as yourself. I shall certainly enjoy the honor of your company and at your word we shall continue.>" She waited for him to say it was fine before taking his arm as he offered it and continuing.
"Oh well, first let me say thank you for the compliments. The School, a converted mansion which has been through extensive...renovations...in order to accommodate the classrooms and labs, has in fact been in the Xavier family for several generations. As for the decor I cannot claim responsibility, we have tried in as much as one can now a days, to maintain the rich heritage of our founder Charles Xavier. Sometimes however, through the passage of time and the rough and tumble aspect of children, antiques are lost to us."
She smiled a sense of pride coming over her for having described in so eloquent of terms the recent destructions and subsequent re-buildings of the mansion proper as well as how the children and their mutation tended to take a toll on the structure as well. She gave a silent blessing to the men and women who worked so hard and at an almost constant rate to maintain the school. They had after all become some of the riches contractors and interior designers on the east coast, having been in a state of 'on call' for years now.
"As for the Teachers, they as well have been renovated... in no uncertain terms, being culled from all walks of life and prior professions. Each of them Mutants like your daughter, and each having life experience dealing with being different in a world where that can cause some distress." She led them deeper into the interior of the mansion showing them paintings of Professor Xavier and other sundry accouterments. A tour of the kitchen was brief as was the cafeteria area bringing the small and seemingly interested group through the rec room she was thankful to have made the call to the emergency cleaning staff who had done a fine job in replacing and cleaning all that had been broken and soiled from the previous nights Walker Texas Ranger event.
The depth of luxurious items was apparent and even the bodyguards took note of the fine quality of the pool table and the massive plasma screen television. "I like the children to be comfortable and feel as though this is as much a home as a school. Some of the children have been through some amazingly difficult situations and this place is the only home they will ever have again until they are old enough to make a place for themselves in the world." With a look to the former Ambassador to check how well he was holding up she nodded at his smile and returned on of her own as she led the group on.
"Speaking of that, worldly experience is surely a bonus to the teaching staff but let me assure you that each of our teachers here has been certified by the state and some in fact have been certified to teach on alien worlds in star systems far away...but I digress...in short our teaching staff here is second to none. Besides when you have students with powers such as we have here you want teachers who can stand up to the task. Lets move on to the upstairs and I will show you the library and our wonderful observation tower overlooking the grounds." With an easy grace she transformed all of the clothed portions of her body to diamond in order to help the elderly Ambassador up the stairs and once at the top led them on into the library.
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