[ john giving as good as he gets causes esme's smile to widen, a huff of laughter now accompanying it as her lips skim back to reveal two straight rows of pretty white teeth. ]
Only a little.
[ or, okay, a lot. but really, what did he expect? she has money, she has power, and she has connections. any opportunity to use them and she does. besides, a good first impression is important, and while this isn't their first ever face-to-face meeting, it is since the days of the xavier school for the gifted and the x-men. so while pulling up in an expensive car might be what he says it is, it's also something else: a show of the resources at her disposal. an offer of things to come, should he formally accept. something esme very much wants him to do. ]
[ their species are scarce these days, having been forced into hiding and living like rats to avoid being picked off by agent turner and his men or sent to impregnable detainment facilities that certain mutants never come back from, and those are only a few examples of the less than pleasant reasons why. reasons she and her sisters fully intend to deal with, either in their own way as they have been doing or under the strategic orders of their antiquated seniority, the now faceless and therefore meaningless inner circle that once consisted of people such as sebastian shaw, erik lehnsherr, emma frost, donald pierce, harry leland, selene gallio, the von strucker twins, and jason wyngarde. ]
[ leaning over slightly, esme grabs the handle of the door and pulls it down before pushing it open. then back to her seat she slides, legs crossed, gesturing for john to take the one opposite. the interior of the car matching the expense of the outside with its leather seats, fully stocked bar, privacy panel, tinted glass, fiber-optic lighting, and air conditioning system. ]
Get in. We have a lot to talk about.
[ no choice, no asking. there's no need. john's already made it by showing up. all that's left to do now is seal the deal and get things moving. ]
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Date: 2018-01-29 08:45 pm (UTC)Only a little.
[ or, okay, a lot. but really, what did he expect? she has money, she has power, and she has connections. any opportunity to use them and she does. besides, a good first impression is important, and while this isn't their first ever face-to-face meeting, it is since the days of the xavier school for the gifted and the x-men. so while pulling up in an expensive car might be what he says it is, it's also something else: a show of the resources at her disposal. an offer of things to come, should he formally accept. something esme very much wants him to do. ]
[ their species are scarce these days, having been forced into hiding and living like rats to avoid being picked off by agent turner and his men or sent to impregnable detainment facilities that certain mutants never come back from, and those are only a few examples of the less than pleasant reasons why. reasons she and her sisters fully intend to deal with, either in their own way as they have been doing or under the strategic orders of their antiquated seniority, the now faceless and therefore meaningless inner circle that once consisted of people such as sebastian shaw, erik lehnsherr, emma frost, donald pierce, harry leland, selene gallio, the von strucker twins, and jason wyngarde. ]
[ leaning over slightly, esme grabs the handle of the door and pulls it down before pushing it open. then back to her seat she slides, legs crossed, gesturing for john to take the one opposite. the interior of the car matching the expense of the outside with its leather seats, fully stocked bar, privacy panel, tinted glass, fiber-optic lighting, and air conditioning system. ]
Get in. We have a lot to talk about.
[ no choice, no asking. there's no need. john's already made it by showing up. all that's left to do now is seal the deal and get things moving. ]