Age Of Magneto

Stuck Up A Tree

Erik wasn't entirely pleased with anything really. Not as far as the Avengers and the X-Men and K were concerned. The fact that in his mind, the two teams were targeting one of his only had him watching them much more closely after she'd come back with those adamantium laced gloves on. Clearly, Charles was starting to see something in the girl. That, or he didn't like that Erik had a tracker as gifted as Wolverine.

Things were hot Stateside, and Erik watched regularly to see how very busy the X-Men were trying to put out those fires. Of course, his own men were going in to recruit too, but he simply couldn't risk Charles getting his hands on his little feral. Word had gotten out to Excalibur, too, though, and that team had their eyes open for her as well, so to avoid letting K get too cagey by being stuck in Avalon, he did the best thing he could think of ... and sent her to Japan on a special mission.

He knew there could be a small risk of Wolverine going there himself on his own private business, but tensions weren't yet that high on the island nation, and last he'd heard, Wolverine was keeping his business to Madripoor. It was close, yes, but he needed an easily recognizable face where the local mutant population could find her. If nothing else to ensure that reports of the little woman would be well covered.

Of course, K hated the idea of it. She didn't speak the language, even if her approval ratings in Japan were high. But it didn't stop the order from going through all the same. She wasn't exactly thrilled either, when on arriving in Japan, she learned the details from Erik on an aspiring contact to show her around. Erik was of course not trusting of this contact, so K was to determine what she could and act accordingly.

The order had been to stay out of uniform - to dress as she chose, so all things considered, K had elected to go the more ladylike route for a change. She'd pulled her hair into a simple updo that paired well with the flowing A-line dress and heels - a requirement for someone of her stature when she wasn't in jeans. It lended a bit of class to Erik's entourage anyhow.

Emma had a tendency to go too risque - always skin tight, low cut, and if not borderline, then wholly inappropriate. The twins preferred to wear their uniforms as status symbols - and to be sure they were recognized, but for someone that preferred to blend in - or stick out in a more stunning way - this was the perfect answer.

Of course, to K's initial relief, the contact on the ground was another well dressed woman. With her dark glasses in place, K stepped out of the transport and made her way toward the dark haired woman that was flanked by armed guards and wearing a broad, welcoming smile.

"Welcome to Japan," the woman said, smoothly extending her hand, though she seemed not to have any accent at all. At least - not a Japanese accent. "I trust your flight back to Earth was smooth?"

K delicately gripped the woman's hand with a nod. "As usual," she replied. Though the dark haired woman with deep emerald painted lips could not see her eyes, K was carefully taking in all the details of the people around her as the two women were escorted to the waiting car.

"It is my hope that Magneto shall be pleased with what myself and my associates in the Serpent Squad have to offer," the woman said in a confident tone.

K gave her a little smirk. "We'll have to wait and see, of course."

"Of course," she agreed. The woman gave K a clear once over that K pretended not to notice. "I'll be honest, I expected a more militant presence ... those fighting for mutants usually have a more ... obvious wardrobe."

"Yet you don't seem to go by the same standards either," K commented.

"On the contrary," she said, opening up her long overcoat, "As the Viper of Madripoor, I am rarely seen out of a long green evening gown - or a bodysuit if things get messy."