Needing Help (for queenemma right now)

[semihero_pietro]

Pietro left Paris after seeing his sisters, and made his away across the ocean back to the Xavier Institute. It had been a few months now since he had been on the grounds - he had left soon after his father had blown up the place in Brussels - but as always it looked the same.

Making his way into the place, he avoided the groups of mutants (students and teachers alike) and instead went directly to Emma's office.

He stopped to look at his reflection. His hair was a bit longer, shaggy from not having been kept in careful cutting and styling. He was out of uniform, and his clothing seemed to just be hanging off him. He had lost weight, probably from not really eating in the last week, or was it too now... and the lack of sleep has his face pale with bags under his eyes.

Since seeing his sister, he had been able to see through the blind anger that had kept him going. But now, his head hurt and he wasn't able to know what was real and what wasn't. He also still couldn't feel his sister for some reason, and that needed to be fixed.

He needed help. And Emma Frost was, ironically, the only psychic he trusted to help him.

"Emma, it's Pietro. Are you here?" he called out, knocking rapidly on her door.

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[queenemma.livejournal.com]

Emma was dressed perfectly, as usual, but her mind was anything but. She kept thinking back to her talk with Lorna in Paris, and more recently to what she and Scott had done to save Rachel. No one would understand, she was certain, but it had to be done.

So wrapped up in her own thoughts, Emma didn't even realize that Pietro was there until the rapping on the door became louder and louder. Blinking several times, she cleared her throat and started shuffling some papers about on her desk.

"Pietro, yes. Sorry, I was pre-occupied, but please, come in and sit down." She created a thought-bubble around them, effectively shielding their conversation from anyone else.

"What can I do for...?" But her voice caught as she opened the door to let him in. His appearance was...

"Pietro, sit down, now, and for God's sake, tell me what the hell happened to you."