Disclaimer: Nope Gen X characters ain't mine. Kestral is : ). Also, Kestral's "Sight" is kind of borrowed off Tamora Pierce.
Authors Note: This is a trial, I'm not sure it will turn out ohk, but I am hoping. Please review so I know where I'm going wrong. I'd appreciate your feedback on my characterisation as well. Cheers everyone!!
"Speaking"
Thoughts
*Telepathy*
The Beginning
Emma Frost surveyed the new students of her Academy through cold blue eyes. They were aged 15 through to 19, and were obviously nervous at her scrutiny. She didn't need to be
psychic to know that. They shuffled their feet, talked among themselves and shot glances at her and Sean when they thought she wasn't looking. For sheer curiosity's sake, she browsed through the open minds of those below her, scanning for their mutant ability, or if they were human; other useful traits. Emma did not have Xavier's conscience, nor his moral viewpoint on psychic intrusion.
Hmmm. An empath, an artist; not particularly interesting. A girl who made things disappear, that had promise. Human, human, human. Emma reached for the mind of the next. And found nothing. She frowned, marring her perfect features. She reached again, looking at the girl and focussing harder. Again, she felt nothing. If she wasn't standing right in front or her, Emma would have said the girl didn't exist.