Emma's Flat, Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn. Late Thursday Afternoon.

[icecoldfrost]

Emma Frost was bored, desperately needed a study break, and had beat all the levels of Angry Birds on her phone.

No, let's back that up and tell the truth: Emma Frost was lonely, drunk - she'd stolen a bottle of 151 from the store since she couldn't afford to buy it - and bored. She'd finished her homework for the week, and her readings, and there weren't any grad students doing experiments going on at the psych labs to watch.

...what? You had your entertainments, and Emma had hers. And she didn't have a television.

Which was why she was currently drunk-calling/texting people while cutting out the articles from the various society pages about the Thankful Virtues event. Especially the ones that mentioned her.

[OOC: Open post! If you think she called or texted you, she did.]

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[bitten_notshy]

"Normally people take lovers within a court," Jack explained, self-important and a bit stung by the laughter. "But -- I suppose if I was at school anyhow, I wouldn't need to pay as much attention to that."

He refused to consider the possibility he wasn't in Sebastien's court. Surely Sebastien would have seen reason by the time he was 20.

[icecoldfrost]

"I had an...unfortunate. First encounter with vampires." Emma said, softening her tone. "He respects that, and would not ask me to be something I can't."

Not even for you, Jack.

"I've worn his ring when necessary, and we have an intellectual understanding, but that's as far as my relationship with Sebastien will ever go."

"Besides," her voice took on a more impish tone. "You got jealous sharing me with human boys and wanted to be exclusive. We are not adding a vampire into that mix."

Again.

[bitten_notshy]

"That sounds like Sebastien, but the last of that was a lie," Jack said confidently. "I've never seen anyone manage being exclusive, and I wouldn't ask for it. I'd just -- be mature and deal with the jealousy."

He would not. Also, it was a little creepy how not-13 he sounded.

[icecoldfrost]

"Now you're the liar, Mr. Priest, because you sulk when you're jealous over Sebastien's time," Emma retorted. "Maturity has nothing to do with jealousy."

"You do have a boy-shaped-things exception to the exclusivity, and I have a girl-shaped one, except for the days when you're the girl and I'm the boy."

[bitten_notshy]

There was a quick sharp intake of breath on Jack's end of the line at the mention of an exemption for boys; the idea distracted him enough that he barely heard the bit about switching genders. "I don't -- so you know I think I want boys too."

There was hardly any point in lying, was there?

Not that it was precisely stunning that a vampire's ward would turn out a touch of a Ganymede. But, while Jack's world was more tolerant than many, it was still one where spending too much time in bed with the wrong boys landed men in jail. And Jack was very young.

[icecoldfrost]

That almost broke her heart, even as edging towards drunk as Emma was. "What if I told you that where we meet, it's not uncommon? And it's not something that would get you in trouble?" she asked, almost quietly. "I know. And it's not something you have to hide anymore."

"There's always going to be bigots and horrible people, but they can't stop you from loving who you love."

Because at least she could give this tiny-Jack this much, even if he'd probably be back to normal soon.

[bitten_notshy]

"Wow." That was simple, naked wonder in Jack's voice, and Emma wasn't likely to hear it often. "Wherever we meet sounds -- very nice."

[icecoldfrost]

"It has its ups, and downs, and is why you're currently pre-puberty instead of old enough to be in University," Emma quipped. "Magic. It happens. So go have fun this weekend and...just...don't tell me if you get arrested for something ridiculously childish, because I can't afford bail this month."

[bitten_notshy]

"I could talk my way out of it if I did," Jack promised, laughing a little. "Bye for now, Miss Frost."