(All psychic communication is going to Sciel. Sophie has enough experience with her to know she can keep her shit and move on like normal when Sophie is talking to her, so.)
/This kid is basically spinning half the feelings wheel. Do you want to talk to her in private, or should I just pretend I don't see all this and move on?/
Oh, you know. Girl power, mostly. Earthly education for girls her age, and nostalgic entertainment for me.
[She knows she’s intruding. There’s little she can do about it now; she told Gustave she’d go check on Maelle, and so she has, even if she now feels she should have just let it be. But it’s nice, at least, to focus on someone else’s emotional turbulence.]
/Poor thing. I’ll take her out to talk after she’s eaten and gotten a bit of a break./
“Girl power”? [As opposed to what? She takes the sprinkles and glances sidelong at Maelle.] Sounds interesting, though. I wonder how it compares to what we teach our young women.
[There are chocolate sprinkles, too. Maelle slides those over as well, oblivious to any mental chat and not even considering that one could be occurring right now. Sciel is going to want to talk, eventually. She knows that much.]
I guess I'm not too old for a mentor in girl power.
[Whatever that is. Is it what Sophie has? She'd like that.]
/Good. I'll work my distraction magic, see if I can get her to cool off for a second./
(As opposed to-- Sciel, you are a mystery.
The spoon in her hand is what she uses to gesticulate, it hovering around for a second before she hops out of the counter.)
Girl, a mentor in girl power is for life. We want young ladies to be inspired, capable, independent, confident, and not accepting anyone making them feel less than, all that good shit. You got me, but alternatively, I can give you my OG.
(She said distraction, right? So, in their eyes, she'll just illusion Emma on top of her own features. Same face, same hair, just older, more bodied... Emma.)
Don't wear polyester, much less a bloody polyester tracksuit, always wear heels, and don't lower your spirit for anyone, and if you must do blue eyeshadow, darling, do it with taste — Okay, no, I can't do it.
(She waves her hand to dismiss it, making a face at herself.)
[10/10 distraction. Maelle's eyes widen. So, that's essentially Sophie's mom, and though she knows about the clone thing, it's still strange to see. Maelle laughs mostly out of confusion, shaking her head.]
Don't you want to fight evil forces and giant robots and look good doing it? If you can't do it, don't come crying to me when you look less-than in your news report. Trust me, I was born to teach.
(Fine, she's back to being Sophie, her hands rubbing on her arms to get rid of residual Emma from her.)
Actually? Yeah. You outcurve us very easily, ouch. I think we should start working out.
(Readhead petite Maelle and blonde petite Sophie. 105lbs glory.)
Eh, she's a hypocrite anyway. She illusions her outfits to look gorgeous in everyone's eyes when she forgets to do her laundry, so you see her with that kind of fashion, but really, she's wearing PJS. Like a toddler. You just think she looks hot.
(There's a wink sent to them, and she shrugs.)
Not that I don't do it. I even did that for Maelle the other day, right?
(No, baby, ass wins over mental health. Mutants don't usually have mental health! But ass? Ass we can work with.
Wait, but the kid.)
... After a certain age. You should definitely listen to Sciel, though.
(Nice save?)
Oh. Yeah, I'm not illusioning you. This is how I actually look like. I just do it for outfits or whatnot or when I wake up before 11am and get too grumpy to give a shit about actually fixing my eyebags.
Aaaaand, untrue. You know Magik? Teaches Demonics 101 at NYX? Her mutant power is teleportation. That is way more useful.
[Sciel finds it easy to smile at that, despite all this, this whole evening. And she doesn’t have to defend the basic principle of… exercise because it’s enjoyable. What a win.]
(Better than any other adjective Sophie can come up with.)
And she can teleport through dimensions, so very far? Tell me that isn't cool as hell. Well, she also kinda is from Hell, different subject, don't ask, can't tell.
And she's teaching spells and whatnot, so I guess that might be interesting to learn. Like a bonding activity?
(Considering it was loud, sudden, and very clear to her? Hah! You wish, Maelle.)
You became an instructor because I asked you what you are good at, you gave me a vague answer, and then I squeezed it out of you, and now you're making me good at what you're good at. Magical, right? The power of community.
General education. Most children have apprenticeships from age six, so their studies with me are mostly the basics –– reading, writing, arithmetic, some history, some sciences.
[Sciel’s ice cream is melting a little in her bowl.]
You know, it really does make me happy to see Maelle with a community.
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/This kid is basically spinning half the feelings wheel. Do you want to talk to her in private, or should I just pretend I don't see all this and move on?/
Oh, you know. Girl power, mostly. Earthly education for girls her age, and nostalgic entertainment for me.
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/Poor thing. I’ll take her out to talk after she’s eaten and gotten a bit of a break./
“Girl power”? [As opposed to what? She takes the sprinkles and glances sidelong at Maelle.] Sounds interesting, though. I wonder how it compares to what we teach our young women.
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I guess I'm not too old for a mentor in girl power.
[Whatever that is. Is it what Sophie has? She'd like that.]
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(As opposed to-- Sciel, you are a mystery.
The spoon in her hand is what she uses to gesticulate, it hovering around for a second before she hops out of the counter.)
Girl, a mentor in girl power is for life. We want young ladies to be inspired, capable, independent, confident, and not accepting anyone making them feel less than, all that good shit. You got me, but alternatively, I can give you my OG.
(She said distraction, right? So, in their eyes, she'll just illusion Emma on top of her own features. Same face, same hair, just older, more bodied... Emma.)
Don't wear polyester, much less a bloody polyester tracksuit, always wear heels, and don't lower your spirit for anyone, and if you must do blue eyeshadow, darling, do it with taste — Okay, no, I can't do it.
(She waves her hand to dismiss it, making a face at herself.)
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Heels, always? [Sciel appreciates a good heel herself, but always?]
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Yeah, that sounds like way too much work.
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(Fine, she's back to being Sophie, her hands rubbing on her arms to get rid of residual Emma from her.)
... Or something. Look, I didn't rehearse this.
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I think I look good regardless of what I'm wearing. It's nice to have a particular outfit, but beauty is beauty.
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(Readhead petite Maelle and blonde petite Sophie. 105lbs glory.)
Eh, she's a hypocrite anyway. She illusions her outfits to look gorgeous in everyone's eyes when she forgets to do her laundry, so you see her with that kind of fashion, but really, she's wearing PJS. Like a toddler. You just think she looks hot.
(There's a wink sent to them, and she shrugs.)
Not that I don't do it. I even did that for Maelle the other day, right?
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[Maybe, with enough ice cream, they'll get curves. Or the gym, whatever.]
Sophie's powers are probably the most useful there are.
[And the most manipulative! Potentially.]
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[But it did indeed do that for her :) And look, she still eats ice cream.]
Is this your most natural form, Sophie?
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(No, baby, ass wins over mental health. Mutants don't usually have mental health! But ass? Ass we can work with.
Wait, but the kid.)
... After a certain age. You should definitely listen to Sciel, though.
(Nice save?)
Oh. Yeah, I'm not illusioning you. This is how I actually look like. I just do it for outfits or whatnot or when I wake up before 11am and get too grumpy to give a shit about actually fixing my eyebags.
Aaaaand, untrue. You know Magik? Teaches Demonics 101 at NYX? Her mutant power is teleportation. That is way more useful.
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Depends on how far she can teleport. I like walking.
[More like running.]
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I haven’t met Magik, but I like her name.
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(Better than any other adjective Sophie can come up with.)
And she can teleport through dimensions, so very far? Tell me that isn't cool as hell. Well, she also kinda is from Hell, different subject, don't ask, can't tell.
And she's teaching spells and whatnot, so I guess that might be interesting to learn. Like a bonding activity?
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Are you doing more match making?
[Please!!! She's made one friend. Isn't that enough? Sciel might enjoy a magic class, though.]
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I’m not used to being on that side of the classroom, but I would try, especially if it helps make Maelle a new friend.
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(She saw you and Scott, Maelle. She is so proud of both of you.)
She is a chaos agent, but she's fun. We like her. You know you can teach there too, right, Sciel?
(We, plural.)
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Sophie likes to volunteer everyone there. I don't know how I became an instructor.
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Well, I usually teach children, but maybe I could come up with something for this crowd, with a little effort. What are you teaching, Maelle?
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You became an instructor because I asked you what you are good at, you gave me a vague answer, and then I squeezed it out of you, and now you're making me good at what you're good at. Magical, right? The power of community.
(Or, the power of squeezing, whatever.)
What is it that you teach anyway, Sciel?
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She hust shovels some ice cream into her mouth.]
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[Sciel’s ice cream is melting a little in her bowl.]
You know, it really does make me happy to see Maelle with a community.
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(Which could possibly be fun. Sophie plans to just download it from Clea's brain, but someone might find it interesting.)
You seemed to have a very strong sense of it in Lumiere.
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Having depressingly short lifespans tends to do that, I guess.
hahahaha
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