The Perk, Saturday Morning

[icecoldfrost]

Sometime after Emma had gotten up, she'd gone off to the Perk. Today was clearly going to be a day that required caffeine, given the mental turmoil that was going on today.

Mocha. Glorious glorious mocha. Come to Auntie Emma.

[OOC: Open Perk is Open!]

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[coffee-ranger.livejournal.com]

Beren was certain his parents would have to be here. Or at least his mother. He pushed open the door and run inside, his face instantly falling as none of the people there seemed familiar.

Still, there was an adult and the boy approached her cautiously. "My lady?" he asked, his eyes fixed on the cup of coffee Emma was holding.

[icecoldfrost]

"Coffee will stunt your growth," Emma said, holding firm to her cup and looking down at the little boy. "And I don't know who you belong to, so no, you cannot have any."

"I will, however, buy you as much candy as you wish until your parents come to claim you."

Emma was clearly going to the bestest mother ever someday.

[shes-got-fins.livejournal.com]

Melody figured she should probably go and find her parents...and then get in trouble? No, thank you! So she was going to explore, which meant going into shops and bothering random people inside of them, obviously. It was an adventure.

"Hey," she sidled up to Emma's table with absolutely no reservations, "is that coffee? It smells like coffee. I'll bet it's coffee. I'm not supposed to have coffee because it makes me too hyper, but I don't think it really tastes good anyway, so why do you drink coffee if it doesn't really taste good? I'm Melody, by the way."

And then she realized that giving her name might have been a bad idea because then, if the lady knew who she was, she could get in trouble again.

"You don't know who I am, do you?"

[icecoldfrost]

"I think coffee tastes utterly lovely, so you clearly have been raised by heathens," Emma replied without missing a beat. Although there was something familiar about the patter.... "Melody Who, darling? Do your introductions properly."

[ofthe-blood.livejournal.com]

"Hi Mom," Annika said, clambering onto the stool at Emma's table. She knew this wasn't her mom, exactly, but she'd been in Fandom before -- she figured Emma would remember her. "Can you get me a coffee too, please? And where's Dad? Is he with that Felix boy?"

[icecoldfrost]

...how was she here? Jack wasn't even here, and Emma's brain was starting to break a little.

This was utterly unfair.

"Your father is in London with your Tío Sebastien at the moment," she said smoothly, pulling up her inner walls. "I have utterly no idea if they have Felix with them or not."

Spitefully, she hoped he did. Let him explain that to his vampire.

[thefuturesucks.livejournal.com]

Brooker may have been a child, but he was Askani first and foremost. This meant he was much more cautious in approaching someone he knew to nominally be part of his clan.

By marriage only.

Which meant that a surprisingly well armed child was going to dash into the perk and try to loom at Emma. "Where am I?" he demanded.

[icecoldfrost]

"In a coffee shop, ruining my morning coffee." Emma loved children, she did, when they weren't being rudely demanding at her. "Now go to the corner, and think about the words 'please' and 'thank you,' and their benefits when approaching strangers."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Leda was in a lousy mood this morning. And not just because of the headache, but that was part of it.

It was the kind of mood that only coffee, and lots of it, could cure.

Just the smell was doing her good really.

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny was on a quest. A quest for cigarettes and caffeine, not necessarily in that order, and thank God even the stupidest barista could still boil water and stick a tea bag in it, because she was not quite desperate enough to order coffee just yet. She could wait for the tea to steep.

[weetinysparks.livejournal.com]

James followed the activity on his mother's debit card--his family paid for things here? That was weird--to a coffee shop, which seemed like a weird place to find his mother, but he guessed they sold tea in coffee shops, too. His dad always bought him milk and cookies at Starbucks. And...there she was. She looked younger than in the pictures, didn't she? Everyone said she'd looked the same since she was nineteen, but she looked...younger. Of course, he guessed that made sense if she was in school, and now he'd been staring too long. Great.

[empathic-fire.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth teleported to the Perk to get coffee for George (http://furnaceface.livejournal.com/10834.html?thread=557650#t557650). But she had to pause in her mission when she saw Emma. "AUNTIE EMMA AUNTIE EMMA!" she said, running over and holding her arms up for a hug.

[icecoldfrost]

Oh hell, another one that apparently knew her.

"Don't make Auntie Emma spill her coffee, darling," she chided, holding it up and away from the small child. "You know what happens when she doesn't get her fix."

[thefuturesucks.livejournal.com]

Brooker glaaaaared for a moment. "You're not part of my clan."

Really? Really, Brooker?

[cuckoos-child.livejournal.com]

Dahlia was looking for her mommies. After arriving in the field with all the other kids, Dahlia had looked around, decided none of them were going to be at all useful, and took off by herself.

*Mommy! Mama! Ma mere! Where are you?* she sent as loudly as she could. And, as the daughter of two telepaths and a witch, that was quite loudly indeed. *Mama! Ma mere! Mommy! I want to be found now!*

[icecoldfrost]

<<Stop yelling, child. You're fine, and I'm not deaf.>> Emma would take pity on a tiny telepath, out of sympathy.

[ofthe-blood.livejournal.com]

Annika picked up on the voice; it was like one she'd used back when she was little.

She sounded shocked when she sent back, <<Why are you looking for my mother?>>

She could have cared less about the other two. They weren't hers.

[weetinypatriots.livejournal.com]

Sarah studied Emma from a distance for a moment before approaching her to inform her that, "You're Emma Frost."

At least it wasn't, "Mommy"?

[icecoldfrost]

"Correct, but that's Miss Frost to those under twelve, unless I've slept with your father, in which case you may call me Emma." There was a pause. "Have I slept with your father?"

[thefuturesucks.livejournal.com]

"Of course she is," Brooker said gruffly, possibly going for a tone that only worked when you were well past puberty.

[liliceflakes.livejournal.com]

Okay! There were a lot of other kids around here, and he couldn't figure out where Dad was, and when he'd gone to find Mom it'd sounded like she had her hands full already. But Des was a big kid, and he'd been to Fandom before, so he could totally take off and go exploring. He was made of awesome, and he could take care of himself.

That he'd end up at the Perk was probably somewhat inevitable.

That he'd stay once he spotted a familiar face was a given, too.

"Aunt Emmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Look out, Emma. Incoming!

[icecoldfrost]

Oh Lord, another one.

"Spill my coffee and I'll spank you for a week," Emma promised, holding out one hand to stop the child-shaped bullet. "Indoor voice, darling."

[liliceflakes.livejournal.com]

"Auntie Emma!" shouted a little boy as he dashed into the Perk. Lord only knows how he'd gotten away from either of his parents, but Henry had, and please just go with the fact that we have weetiny dopplegangers with Beren here lol. "Will you give me coffee?" he asked, running over and bouncing beside her.

[icecoldfrost]

"Yes, go tell the nice person at the counter to put it on my bill. You can have a small one," she sighed. At this point, Emma was just going with it.

[scullyscions.livejournal.com]

William was looking for his mom, his dad, something to eat, aliens, bad guys, and ooo, sugar.

Look. That lady had cookies. Maybe if he smiled at her she'd give him some? (Not that it ever worked on Mommy.) "Hi!"

[icecoldfrost]

Emma just looked at the little ginger child. "Hello," she said cautiously, holding on to her cup a little tighter. "Are you looking for someone?"

If it belonged to Jean and was wandering about, she was going to send it off to Mr. Summers.