It was cold. Which, of course, was stating the obvious. Emma knew that. But that was the only thought that crossed her mind. Cold. Freezing. She looked around at them all gathered there, it seemed no one was really all that talkative, at least not yet. And why would they be? They were strangers and had all been informed they were criminals and sinners. Like she didn't know that already. Judging by the fact that there were seven of them, Emma had a very strong theory they each represented a particular sin. Of course, she knew what hers was. A woman who used her body and femininity to achieve all manner of goals? What else was there for her to be other than lust? Though, it was hardly her own lust she represented- she was fairly certain she was far more representative of the lust of other. But that didn't stop her from using it to her advantage.

She was bundled up in warm coats, though they all still managed to somehow show off her very impressive figure. Everything on her was perfectly in place, even the wind couldn't seem to bother her curls. Wrapping her arms around her, Emma briefly thought about moving over to the blonde man and sidling up to him for warmth. She was certain he would let her. Actually.... that didn't seem like such a bad idea. Stepping through the snow with her nose a bright red, Emma began to make her way over to who she would eventually learn was Harvey. Unfortunately for her temperature, a bright light appeared just before she got to him.

And then he touched it. She supposed it was a natural thing to do, but part of her couldn't help but be annoyed. Emma's feet left the ground and it seemed they were off. Others might have been scared or against the idea of traveling through time, but Emma found herself to be rather excited. She liked nothing more than the idea of turning several men from history inside out with her... unique set of skills. The idea of emasculating powerful men from history, should they ever need to, and making them beg for her was quite thrilling to Emma. In fact, she was so busy thinking about it, she hardly noticed when they began falling.

It was only when they landed that she seemed to come back to the present moment. "That's disgusting. What is it with you Americans and your vulgar excuses for humor?" She asked, responding to Harvey's comment. Perhaps it was a good thing she hadn't cuddled up to him.

There was a breeze on much of her skin, which caused her to look down. Oh great. Of COURSE they'd put lust in something like this. Emma let out an exasperated sigh as she looked at herself in comparison with some of the others. THEY all had something practical. Well. At least she had something practical should she need to seduce a caveman. Although Emma was quite sure cavemen and dinosaurs did not, in fact, walk the earth together. At least she wouldn't be too hot, although the tan lines were not ideal.

Looking over at everyone, Miles caught her attention. He seemed to be quite frightened and scrambling about. "If a dinosaur were to come about, scrambling loudly up a tree won't be much help. You do realize how large they are?" Emma asked. Though she was being slightly taunting, her voice still managed to hold a sultry tone. Her accent didn't hurt either. "On a more serious note though, we should get looking."Emma moved towards Miles, standing next to him and waiting for everyone to make the decision to move. She wanted to get this mission done as quickly as possibly, and get out of this ridiculous outfit.