<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CNnzZdw.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/SGYq5vL.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Character Name:</strong>Megan Frost-Summers (<strong>Mind Witch</strong>) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349257#msg16349257)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Megan's Suite<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>white off the shoulder top, hip hugger blue jeans (faded/holes), bare midriff, bare feet (pearl white toe nails)<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Myg | CLOSED<br/><strong>Warnings: </strong>nothing... yet<br/><br/><hr/>During the conversation, Myg had alluded to how cold the ice throne must be on the White Queen's ass and Megan giggled a little at the idea. It brought to mind the concept of that her mother could turn into diamond, a trait that she shared with her. There was a good reason why people called Megan the Ice Princess at times. She even toyed with that as her super name for awhile. She was still very undecided on the whole super name in general.<br/><br/>It was hard not to beat the concept that you could talk telepathically while eating and still able to hear the live televised programming being displayed on the monitor. Nothing of excite was happening there although at one point she did hear Myg half wondering if some evil doer was going to show up to make a mess out of it. But she was distracted more about the idea that they would be inside each other's heads a lot more and the fact that Myg seemed to welcome it. She was glad that he admitted to missing her as well. She fought off the dirty thought that was creeping into her mind when he talked about having a beautiful girl wanting his attention, she was used to the idea of men finding her beautiful but it was a much more pleasant experience when the feeling was mutual. Her old friend, had grown up and filled out well. She caught herself glancing at his arm flexing as he also ate his food.<br/><br/>After Myg's thoughts toyed around with the concept of Megan's outfits being too tight and fighting the urge to not go down that rabbit hole she allowed her own mind to slip into the rabbit hole. Momentarily the mental image that Myg would receive from that would be graphically explicit and very inviting, the most embarrassing part of that is that with Megan's abilities she would accidentally make him feel it as much as visualize it. Her eyes went wide and she sunk down into her seat a bit, quickly stuffing her mouth with another bite of food and focusing extremely hard on how good the foot tasted instead of the details of her previously intimate thought.<br/><br/>Those thoughts she had came just at the tale end of Myg talking about becoming a white knight and not sure about running anything.<br/><br/>Megan welcomed the opportunity to dive onto that topic instead of her lewd thoughts.<br/><br/><strong>"White Knights or Bishops are more protectors and enforcers,"</strong>Megan said.<strong>"Mom's White Bishop is actually the captain of one the Hellfire Corporations primary ocean vessels. It's a submarine-battle cruiser that faeries mutant refugees from countries that refuse to allow mutants to leave or have rights... Her friend the Red Queen also ran a sort of pirate vessel that patrolled helping mutants and delivering the Krakoa flower medications to those same countries underground markets... Not sure what it's happening right now with either one of them. I only learn stuff long after it's happened."</strong>She shrugged her shoulders. Her words were on the topic but she couldn't lie to Myg. Her mind was still on very intimate ideas. She really really wanted to kiss him right now and caught herself looking at his lips as he was drinking or eating something. They looked soft and his eyes were so dark and mysterious. Megan wanted to move closer and could feel her heart racing. She pushed on in the conversation but found herself involuntarily move a little closer to him while setting her food down.<strong>"I'm not my mother. As White Queen, i'd want my White Knight beside me all the time. Just so I could have someone that i trust watching my back."</strong>She had attempted to move in closer to him one leg leaning over, knee rubbing against Myg's thigh.<strong>"Who knows that the future holds.. but mom is helping a lot of people and I could get behind that."</strong>She swallowed because she was very close to Myg now, one of her arms draped along the back of the sofa and her slender fingers coming very close to touching his shoulder. Her mind was anticipating the touch of her long white painted nails to his taught rippling muscles. Her mind was not on the conversation at all anymore. All she could think about was Myg.<strong>"Would you... watch my back and keep me safe?"</strong>She let her fingers try to touch him, hoping that he wouldn't pull back. She swallowed hard.