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Kitty read over Emma's profile and scoffed. Normally she would have agreed it was more or less a fair view of Emma but she was still frustrated with her from their argument earlier needing to vent. "Well it is just a game and every game needs a villain."She
began rewriting parts of the profile to fit her current view of the woman. "There." Kitty said as read back the things she wrote, "Emma Frost is an evil manipulative bitch, that won't be satisfied until everyone worships and serves her. Maybe that's a little
too much." Kitty sighed realizing how petty and mean spirited she was acting. She went to erase what she wrote but her phone began to ring.
She left immediately to deal with a minor emergency leaving the master PC running. A few minutes latter there were a few knocks at her door before Emma let herself in.
"Katherine, you didn't give the program for scheduling, but I wrote it out for you to fill in yourself." Emma said entering the empty room. Emma sighed "A psychic talking to an empty room, I can't believe I have to make myself look like a fool because she doesn't
like me powers 'spying' on her thoughts."
Emma decided to just leave the documents on her desk when she noticed the master PC running. On the screen was a rotating figure of Emma along with the written changes Kitty made.
"So that was her program." Emma said sitting at the desk. She skimmed her profile and turned red in anger. "Is this why she gave me me the program to insult me from a safe distance, and here I was going to apologize to that little brat." Emma opened a new
tab in the program and put on Kitty's name, a 3d figure of Kitty appeared but Emma paid it no mind. "Well i wont stoop to her level I'll just leave something her so she'll know that I know." Emma said stroking her chin. A smirk came to her lips and rewrote
Kitty's profile. "Katherine Pryde is Emma's devoted maid and willing slave.. That seems fitting after what she put about me." Emma laughed and hit the close button on the program. A dialog box poped up, "Multiple tabs open closing the program will lose all
unsaved data. Emma clicked save all and the program disappeared from the screen. Emma turned around to walk away when the effects hit her. Her psychic defenses were nothing compared to the power of the master PC, and in a fraction of a second she accepted
her programed personality as if it where her own.
Emma scowled, "Where is that worm I told her to wait in here for me."
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