Mirror mirror on the door, haven't we done all this before?
Jean stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in the waiting towel. It was an odd feeling to be back in her attic room in the mansion again. It felt like forever since she'd been there, for her it was another lifetime ago. She studied herself in the mirror, remembering what her reflection had been the last time she had faced this same mirror
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Emma knocked lightly on the door, almost hesistantly. She really wasn't certain what to say to the telepath, but Emma knew they should talk.
She wondered idly if 'thanks' was enough for whatever Jean had said to Scott, or for what Jean had bothered to do for her as well. She could have wallowed in pain, but instead like her namesake, she had come back, anew. A different Jean, older, and wiser.
"It's Emma. Can I come in?"
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::Turning around, Jean quickly pulled on a pair of pants and a sweater.::
Come in! Sorry, I didn't think you wanted to see all of my charms. ::She motions to the discarded towel on the floor.::
Is everything all right? Did you need something?
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Her eyes strayed to thr towel Jean motioned to and there was a slight nod. "How have things been?" It wasn't what she wanted to say; it was simply more small talk as Emma walked inside and picked up the towel, pretending to find it fascinating.
"I talked to Scott," was all she said, without meeting the redhead's eyes.
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::Jean sits down in a chair, and motions Emma to another.:: Everything seems fine. Quiet. I need to yell at Scott. The indoor pool is freezing over. Last I checked he was Mr. Fix It. He can either do it himself or hire someone, but I want the heater fixed. I didn't know it was that cold until after I'd alread dove in. I thought my teeth were going to break they were chattering so hard. ::Jean studies her for a moment.:: And now you've done the obligatory small talk. What are you really here to talk about?
::She smiles.:: Finally. How did it go?
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