Recent Posts

Well, at the very least Skye was thinking about her personality and emotions with some positive emotions too now. Emily figured most people had things they didn't like about themselves, or really just couldn't stand. She also figured most had things that they really didn't mind or actually kind of liked.

She yawned a little as they moved into her room, dropping her bags absentmindedly in the corner. "It kind of varies. It's one of those things that I do when I can't sleep, so more often than not it's clean, even if I'm not really a clean person by nature." She admitted.

Emily set up some cushions on the floor for them to sit on and sat cross legged while Skye set it up, wandering what sort of game it was like. It did look extremely silly.

Skye's character was absolutely adorable. Emily hadn't really played with character creation all that much in these sorts of games, but she supposed as Skye was doing it she may as well. She definitely didn't spend as much time playing around with it, and the end result was that of a gothy looking bat-girl rogue.

She may or may not have giggled when the game started and an adorable cutscene played out, introducing them to their first mission.

Okay so it seemed in retrospect silly to think that somebody with no kind of power could just completely naturally understand people and do all of this easily. But Emily wasn't perfect, and it definitely helped to realise that Gemma probably wasn't either. Emily always had odd thoughts while in an adapted's field. She wondered idly if it was a placebo thing, or if other people's emotions really effected her cognition much.

Emily felt extremely awkward waiting for Gemma's responses between questions and her own answers. She still wasn't used to the dynamic. Not being able to pick up on somebodies emotional reaction was like missing lines of dialogue when trying to act out a scene or something, it was like she was just missing some context.

She gave a strained smile. "I know. Trust me, I do appreciate the complex relationship on Ethics with my power." she chuckled and shook her head a little. "I've gotten into arguments with a teacher about mine over the nature of Telepathic and Empathic mutants, he thought we should all walk around wearing tags or disclosing to everyone that we talk to that we have a power. I have strong thoughts on the topic." She admitted.

"Although, It would be very different circumstances I suppose. And yes, I have learned that I can still be thrown even with them." She smiled awkwardly. "Empathy doesn't equal telepathy for reading people." She admitted.

Shaking her head in amusement Emily almost closed her eyes, just feeling the slight change in her friend's feelings, enjoying the current vibe a lot. "Bite your tongue, my advice is always this good."

Emily snorted, loudly. "You have a high opinion of both yourself, and your weirdness, hmm?" she asked, a teasing edge to her voice. The confidence was very enjoyable, and a good sign that Skye might be getting the whole idea now and dragging herself out of the depression she'd been in. As far as Emily was concerned, Cognitive Behavioural therapy had the right idea, helping people to change their way of thinking to something inherently more positive was a very good way to help them.

Maybe her degree wasn't totally useless. "If you say so." She replied in a soft sing song voice. Emily actually leaned against Skye gently on the public transport, still clearly very aware and awake but with her eyes closed. How could she really relax in a tin can with a ton of other people? She was just trying to envelope herself in her friend's confidence and happiness and drown out everything else, with mixed success.

Emily actually laughed as they were getting off the bus and going into the mansion, Skye basically dragging her. "Hey calm down, where's the fire?" It was one of those funny expression's she'd heard that Emily actually really liked.

Emily had played some racing games, mostly the very casual kind involving popular mascots, she didn't really see the appeal in those serious ones involving real cars. In fact she didn't really see the point in games that imitated realism. The real world sucked, why would she want to escape into it? The one exception she made to this was a certain simulation franchise, but she didn't count that as the real world either. Normal people didn't have green diamonds floating above them.

"That sounds better than most of my dates." She admitted. They'd all been lame. Except for one involving Star Wars, but that'd all been such a mistake she didn't dwell on it.

"Well maybe you should start playing with different people? There are quite a few people around the mansion that are into games. I played at a little event there recently that was sort of fun." Sort of as in she spent most of the time losing, then briefly won, then lost spectacularly.

Emily quickly nipped into a store and bought some microwave popcorn (Butter popcorn, obviously) and a few other snacks along with some cola before leading the two of them to the mall exit, dreading the ride back to the mansion a little as she always did. "This was a lot less lame than it could have been." She admitted before quickly adding. "It's probably because this mall doesn't suck and I've got a great sense of style."

Emily didn't really get too close to people that often, physically speaking. The closer she was, the more emotions she picked up and as a general rule that extended to touch so she avoided it, had almost developed a little complex about it you could say. "I'm okay." She replied quietly, feeling very grateful for the understanding and affection.

"I generally used to play competitive stuff but..." she glanced around, she was close enough to almost whisper. "I sort of suck at games." She admitted out loud, a little moment of vulnerability. "Which I will definitely deny if you tell anyone ever that I've admitted that."

"I would like to." Emily had already thought that if they could find a quiet enough place, she'd very much enjoy playing some games with Skye. She actually enjoyed the girl's personality and presence very much.

Emily wished she had a scarf or something to hide behind, but that'd be pretty obvious too. Dammit...

"Thank you, Skye." She began perusing the games also. She'd been playing a monster hunter game online with her dad and had really liked it actually, she wouldn't mind playing something cooperative, or even single player and sharing with Skye.

"I wouldn't mind playing through an RPG, if it's with you."

Emily was very grateful that Skye moved past or just didn't notice her little awkwardness meltdown. Maybe the latter. "Alright." She followed Skye, amused at the little dismissive notions the other girl made, none of the places they neared where Emily's style anyway. She had clothes, they'd recently eaten and jewellery wasn't really her thi-

Video games? Hell yes. Emily hadn't bought a new game in ages, she was kind of sick of focusing so hard on school. She'd been doing fine, very well in fact. That probably came from her very limited distractions in the way of other people.

She mentally braced herself as they walked into the store, picking up on the basics of the situation quite quickly. "Someone doesn't trust you." She murmured, feeling a little awkwardness bleeding over again.

"Maybe next time we have an outing lets avoid places that might connotate embarrassment, please?" Emily murmured in Skye's ear sheepishly. It wasn't just Skye, she felt a few of the shop's staff give off the same vibe.

Emily immediately felt the realisation of her pointy personality edges hit Alice. When she was moody she felt an odd satisfaction it in. Generally she found people feigned offence, attempted to disguise their intentions, or relied on politeness, or informed her what a bad little girl she was being, and that she should exercise some more social etiquette.

However, that was not the impression she got from Alice. Obviously it took a little longer than a short conversation to read people, but her initial reaction was not the norm. It was odd, having two similar reactions so close together. Obviously the dynamic of her and Skye meeting had been drastically different, and Emily had felt decidedly more vulnerable in that situation, but both girls had surprised her based sole-y on their emotional reaction.

Under the firm, unflinching reaction still seemed to be an underlining of curiosity, which was in itself interesting to Emily.

The other girl however, was a bitch. She was smiling and talking to her friends, and radiating negative emotions like a typical high school girl. "You don't really need to worry about rumours around me, I sort of hate people." She was a tiny bit sarcastic, because there was a lot of truth in the statement, she didn't hate people necessarily, just most of them.

So far at least, she didn't hate Alice. In fact her lips spread into the first genuine smile since she'd been sitting in this room all day. "I'm assuming that's your power?" She shook her head in amusement. "What is it with bright hair and cool powers..." She muttered to herself, thinking of the other night.

Well, social interaction ho! "I'm an Empath, as a result I hate everyone and find more people repulse me than attract me, Gender's not really a factor there..." She'd dated at least one guy, and Kendra. "I also intern for Gemma in the offices, but don't worry I'll keep that last part secret."