<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 | OPEN<br/><strong>Warnings: </strong>None<br/><br/><hr/>A voice echoed in time to the steady clicking of heels as Megan walked down the empty corridor of Marvels Bascamp. It was a large building, you could get lost in this complex with all it's floors, sub floors, out buildings, maze of halls... and that is just what she did. Down one hall and through a door then stop dead in her tracks... LOST for the second time today! The hallway was equally empty and infuriated with herself, Megan grunted a muted scream of frustration. She began to spit verbal venom into the air at someone that was now getting a British accented tongue lashing from the young woman when the call suddenly dropped. Standing in the hall she clicked her foot on the ground rapidly, tapping toes now in time with her elevated stress levels. After taking a couple deep breaths she turned on her heels and made a course correction.<br/><br/>The young woman had a slim waist with full hips and breasts that currently threatened to break free of her outfit. Her skin was dewy and nearly flawless in that way you can only get with constant pampering and the best spa treatments money can buy. Spa days were a usual the way she interacted with her mother, otherwise they would spend most of the time arguing in frustrating circles. Today, Megan had on her old GeNext uniform from her days training with a new group of X-Men that her mother had ran. The uniform itself was composed of a black tube top with a big red X on it. The shirt left nothing to the imagination as it hugged her torso, stopped short to reveal her flat stomach, and it cupped her breasts in such a manner that it lifted them up and pressed them together. One might call the top, cheesecake... The pants were no better as they were skin tight and rode up the crack of her ass. The uniform had some rather cheesy large plated gloves and thigh high gold boots. The whole ensemble was mostly for show and she had no doubt that her mother had it designed specifically for it's attention grabbing photo worthiness. At least it wasn't a white lace corset and fur lined cape with a pair of white bikini bottoms or booty shorts.<br/><br/>Who exactly was she? Megan Frost-Summers had attended the finest private schools in England for most of her life at the insistence of her mother, Emma Frost. If it had not been for her father, Scott Summers, she would never have set foot on American soil but he, bless his soul, always insisted that she come home for summer season and do very rural American things like camping, fishing, horse back riding... The horses were about the only thing Emma approved of. So with her fine education she developed much the same mannerisms and attitudes of her mother but gracefully peppered with her father's more down to earth touches. If one can call a man down to earth that had spent most of his life in constant war with mutant hating humans and enemy militant mutants.<br/><br/>Eventually she got training at Xavier's with the super group GeNext so she wasn't completely untrained in working with teams and it gave her this wonderful uniform that she loved so much. Now the young woman going by - Mind Witch - was with a new team being called - Marvels.<br/><br/>Off towards her destination the posh ice princess went down the hall again and to the exercise room. Once inside that structure she spotted the Goliath god-like man known as Magni Thorson playing with ridiculous amounts of weight. She did not go down to the end of the room, it was far to dangerous for her. Instead she found herself a place on the nearest treadmill and began a nice leisurely walk... ear buds back in, phone set to pop-dance playlist and she blissfully let herself get carried away by the music.... and also with watching the bulging muscles of Magni. She would give him a friendly finger wave if he acknowledged her presence. At a normal gym talking to the others might feel a little off but these people were all supposed to be part of the same team. Megan thought that she should probably at least try to be friendly.