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Jean Elizabeth Grey-Summers ([info]hues_of_grey) wrote in [info]xinstitute,
@ 2005-07-06 20:14:00
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The gym-For Emma
Only ten more minutes.

That's what Jean was telling herself as she jogged away at a steady pace on the treadmil. Her earphones from her mini-ipod on, she moved to sounds of some up beat music, making herself keep going. She'd already been at for 40 minutes. Just ten more and she'd have that ice cream she ate for breakfast this morning worked off her hips. She tked her water bottle over, taking a sip and setting it back down in the cup holder.

She was lost in her own thoughts and with her music, she didn't hear or sense any approach. If she had, she probably would have found another place to finish her last ten minutes. No way would she purposly let the younger, attractive blonde see her like this. But it seemed, fate, wanted it otherwise.

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[info]_emmafrost
2005-07-06 17:35 (link)
Emma wasn't much for working out, although she didn't eat ice cream for breakfast either. With a casual stride, fervent with sinuosity and very 'look-at-me' the bottle blonde maneuvered around equipment and scrunched up her nose at the scent of sweat. Emma eventually came to a halt besides the running Jean, crossing her arms with some sort of folder in hand as she waited to be noticed. "Ehemm." The old clearing the throat move.

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[info]hues_of_grey
2005-07-06 17:40 (link)
Jean didn't mean to eat ice cream for breakfast. There just wasn't really anything else in the fridge, because she hasn't had time to go to the grocery store this week.

She didn't so much as hear the "Ehemm," as she sensed, not only with her mind, but with the feeling you get of being watched, that someone was standing next to her. She pulled the earphones out of her ears and looked at Emma. "Can I help you with something?" She asked, breathing heavy as she was still running.

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[info]_emmafrost
2005-07-06 17:57 (link)
Perhaps now would be a good time to mention that both women were probably locking down their minds like a steel trap so Jean couldn't 'overhear' thoughts such as no Jean, I'm standing in the gym in five-inch stilettos so I can watch you jog.' It was useless to put on airs that she cared for Jean, though Emma had a devious little smirk plastered on her pale face. "Hello Dr. Grey. I was supposed to hand deliver this file to you," her voice cooed as she waved the folder she had been holding in front of Jean.

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[info]hues_of_grey
2005-07-06 18:04 (link)
Jean had her mind locked down because she didn't trust Emma. Member of the Brotherhood and all that. Her brows scrunched together as she looked from Emma to the folder and back again. "What's in it?" She asked, still running. "I'm a little busy at the moment."

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[info]_emmafrost
2005-07-06 18:09 (link)
"I haven't a clue," Emma lied, because she really didn't want to discuss anything the folder involved with Jean. Besides, it was bad enough she had agreed to do Mystique this one favor -- she simply had to draw the line at being an out and out administrative assistant. Oh, and now Jean was the busy one? Emma wanted to knock her off her treadmill but they must.be.civil...

"I can just leave it on the floor than for you to peruse at your convenience," Emma stated with a bit of acid in her voice.

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[info]hues_of_grey
2005-07-06 18:14 (link)
This was really no the ideal time to be looking over important information. She'd rather do it while she was sitting at her desk, in her quiet room, where she had time to think. And wasn't in her track shorts, sports bra, running shoes, and smelled like last weeks laudry. But, it must be important.

She brought the treadmil pace to a steady walk, and finally stopped it, climbing off and towling herself off a bit before walking over to Emma and holding out her hand. "No, it's alright. I can do it now." She took the folder and looked over the information inside. "This is defintily important. Thank you. I'll go over it with a little more detail later and I'll make sure Scott and the Professor see it as well." She looked over the papers some more, before looking back up at Emma. "Anything else I can do for you Miss Frost?"

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[info]_emmafrost
2005-07-06 18:21 (link)
Anything else Jean can do for her? Die maybe, so she could finally get Scott in the sack. "Actually, yes. Could you tell me where you get your hair done? I was thinking about going red." She ran her manicured fingers through her long blond hair and shifted her weight from one precarious stem of a heel to the other. "Oh right, do you know where Scott is right now? I have something to give him as well."

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[info]hues_of_grey
2005-07-06 18:26 (link)
"My hair is naturally red. I don't dye it." Except of course, to hide the greys. "But, thank you." She meant it. Sort of. She watched Emma and wonder how the woman moved in those heels. And Jean thought hers were bad. "Scott?" She asked, looking up from the file again. "No, I don't know. But, I'm sure I can give him whatever it is."

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[info]_emmafrost
2005-07-06 18:32 (link)
Emma scrunched up her nose a bit as if being near Jean smelled bad (even though the red-headed woman had been working out). "Oh, that's alright, I'm sure I'll bump in to him sooner or later." Emma took a few steps away as if she were ending their meeting before stopping and holding up a finger.

"On second thought, maybe you could give him the message. Could you tell him that I changed the sheets on my bed and would really appreciate it if he would stop by and do what he did last time?" Thanks kitten, you're a real doll. Emma was intentionally vague but gave her little message with enough of an innocent tone so as not to seem entirely guilty of something unspeakably wrong.

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[info]hues_of_grey
2005-07-06 18:37 (link)
Jean smiled and nodded, but didn't think much of it. She was allowed to run into Scott. It was a free country. But, that didn't mean that she had to like it.

She started to head back to her work out, when Emma stopped. She could hardly speak for a full minute. Sheets...bed...Scott..."Wha-I...I'm sorry. I don't think I understand." She looked at Emma puzzled and trying to not think what she was thinking. She must have heard wrong.

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[info]_emmafrost
2005-07-06 18:43 (link)
Emma offered Jean one of her more fake smiles, feigning bewilderment as she placed a hand on her hip. "The message, Jean. I'd like for you to pass it on to Scott for me like you had offered." Ms. Frost knew exactly what Jean was questioning, but this was more of a planting the seed as opposed to coming to blows type of instance. "If you don't think you'll see him before I do, I can just tell him myself."

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[info]hues_of_grey
2005-07-06 18:49 (link)
"I understood that." Jean folded her arms across her chest. "What I don't understand is what you mean by "changing the sheets and telling Scott to do what he did last time." What exactly is it that -my- boyfriend did Miss Frost?" She straightened to her full height.

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[info]_emmafrost
2005-07-06 18:55 (link)
Which still wasn't as tall as Emma in her heels. "You've understood the entirety of my message apparently, since you've so politely repeated it back." C'mon, Scott's ass was locked up tighter than Emma and Jean's minds right now. "But if you must know, he tested my mattress." Jean didn't have to know that she meant that literally.

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[info]hues_of_grey
2005-07-06 19:00 (link)
"I see." Jean was clenching her jaw. She didn't know what was going on, but she certainly hoped it wasn't what she thought. Not that she didn't trust Scott, but..."Well, I assure you I'll give him the message. But," she added. "Let me warn you, Miss Frost, Scott and I have been together a long time. And whatever it is you're trying to do, it won't work. He loves me."

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[info]_emmafrost
2005-07-06 19:12 (link)
This time Emma was really turning to go, though she did offer her own quip in reply to Jean. "And whatever it is you are thinking Miss Grey, I assure you that if you were so positive about your boyfriend, you wouldn't have to tell me as much." Yea, some day this was going to lead to a very bad place, but for now Emma would settle on leaving Jean to hash it out with Scott.

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[info]hues_of_grey
2005-07-06 19:19 (link)
"I'll make sure he gets the message." Was all that was Jean's reply. "And thank you for the file." She watched Emma leave, and couldn't but feel a sense of hatred for that woman. What was she trying to do? Jean trusted Scott, he wouldn't...Would he?

Of course not. Emma was putting ideas in her head. Tossing the folder on the ground, Jean jumped back on the treadmil. She was going to need another hour of running her calm her anger....

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