<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/HWrcTrO.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<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>GeNext Uniform<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Magni | Myg | OPEN<br/><strong>Warnings: </strong>None<br/><br/><hr/>With the earbuds in, Megan couldn't hear a thing that Myg had said to her but she did feel his intent to greet her. There was an underlying feeling emanating off of Myg that was hot and sweaty and something about his clothes being tight. Megan avoided trying to read his mind because Myg was a telepath too and would probably notice if she rooted about in his thoughts. Her hands went up under her long blond hair to remove the earbuds and she opted for a pleasant if reserved smile.<br/><br/>Still walking leisurely on the treadmill her hips rocked back and forth, the hip hugging pants and wide belt highlighting the gate of her stride and more importantly the flatness of her lower abs. If he were standing behind her there would be a lot more to see accented.<br/><br/>Megan spoke with her British lilt, "Come again?" She held up the earbuds as the treadmill came to a stop. "Was listening to music... You know every time I see you I can hear my father's voice in my head saying - that Myg is such a nice boy, his father is one of the men that I respect most in this world." She had dead panned it, the delivery was flat and her smile was gone. There was a pause, she shifted and fiddled with her earbuds for a moment. Had that been an attempt at humor or feigned contempt? Megan was posh, humor was not something she was all that good at.<br/><br/>Years ago Myg and Megan had been brought together in their early teens when powers were first developing. Their parents had used them as foils for one another to practice, each giving the other lessons in their particular styles of both mental and physical combat. Plus it was a huge help just to have them telepathically communicating when not training. Megan liked Myg but it had been a few years since they last saw each other.<br/><br/>"We should train together sometime," Megan suddenly said.