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@daughterofthewolverine
Have you ever noticed that Laura Kinney from the MARVEL UNIVERSE looks a lot like SUZU HIROSE? But SHE also goes by X-23. Having the ability of HEALING FACTOR and ADAMANTIUM CLAWS sure makes them a force to be reckoned with. They’re known to be CARING but also ISOLATED and they’re 24 years old.
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daughterofthewolverine:
Laura swallowed a laugh. “Are you good?”
She knew he was being genuine, that he really did want her to be ok, its just, with the way her life as gone it seemed like a bit of an understatement. Nodding slowly Laura decided, “Good is…subjective. I’m not on the street, not being forced to sell myself.” She gulped, that was probably too much, he was her father after all, he didn’t want to hear about the unsavory things she’s had to do to survive. “I’m sorry you went through all of well…I can’t imagine seeing what you’ve seen has been easy. I guess neither of us have had it particularly easy.” Laura starts to get up from her chair, does he need a hug? Does he want a hug? She knew neither of them were really the hugging type but this felt…necessary. Placing her arms tightly around him Laura decided, “I’m really glad you’re here Logan.”
A scoffed laugh flies out of him as his head nods at first when she said good was subjective. Though his brain momentarily blue screens when the reality of the remaining of the statement hits him. This was his daughter, his little girl he had just met, took her into his heart and truly connected with not two full weeks prior to his possible death. Concern and rage battled for dominance within his heart and mind remaining in a stunned silence till his enhanced hearing picked up up the gulp in her throat. Logan releases his contained breath into a heavy sigh. “I’m sorry kid. Don’t know where I was in your world, but I obviously didn’t do what I shoulda to kept you safe. Don’t fault you for doin what you had to do to survive; cause I don’t have any room to talk. You deserved better though.”
He shakes his head and takes a step closer. “Life for any mutant isn’t easy. From what I know ‘bout the beginning of your life, I’d argue it was worse than mine. But that's the past, your future is goin’ to be just fine.” Logan was determined to make sure no one ever hurt her like that again. Hugs wasn’t something he gifted often or easily; yet she was the ultimate exception. She was his kid and after that moment back on his world; that moment where he had allowed himself to feel the love and joy of being a father, he couldn’t go back. Yet at the same time, this version of her had never known him and that gave him pause.
Thankfully, Laura had made the first move in getting up and coming over to him and wrapping her arms tightly around him. Despite it basically being what he wished for, Logan hesitated for a moment as he thinks on repeat ‘Don’t pull away this time, Don’t fuck this up.’ His arms finally wrap tightly around her as well. With one arm wrapping around her shoulders while the other cradles her head close to him. Pressing his flat lips against the upper regions on her forehead as a lowkey and doting kiss. “I’m glad you’re here too, Laura. I’m not gonna let anymore bad shit happen to ya, got it? I got yer back now, Darlin’.”
Laura leaned into the hug, Logan smelled like cigars and flannel and something vaguely woodsy. It felt safe, being in his arms, like this is where she had been meant to be, all the times she cried in her room cell in the facility wishing for something she couldn’t express. “Thank you,” She whispered, and then, letting go and straightening. “Thank you.” Laura said more clearly. She stood frozen for a moment, trying to figure out where to go from there, and then finally started rummaging through her cupboards. “I’m...I’m not the best cook, but I really like doing it, sit, I’ll make us some dinner.” Laura took out dried noodles before rummaging in her fridge getting eggs, various veggies, and a variety of seasonings. “Sarah...My mother. She would be allowed to make me dinner sometimes. When I did what they asked. This...this was what she made me. Sarah was a lot better at cutting the vegetables and shit, her mom taught her how to cook properly. But some of the other students at the institute have been helping me learn and I knew this was the first thing I wanted to be able to make properly.” She said preparing bean sprouts and shredding carrots as the noodles boiled. “I imagine you’ve probably had a better version in Japan, but I do what I can.” Laura smiled for a moment as she glanced over at Logan, “It’s the little things you know? Picking out your clothes in the morning, going for walks, I just like being able to choose. And to not have to train every day...that part is really nice.” Almost without thinking she asked, “Are there things like that you like to do like that?” Immediately feeling awkward after she asked Laura hastily added, “You don’t...You don’t have to say anything, I don’t even know why I asked that.”
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“I got your texts” Damian announced as he entered the room as if it also explained why he hadn’t responded to any of them. He wasn’t a big texter and besides, he had been on patrol. But that was beside the point. “You said that you wanted to talk, so…what’s up?” the youngest Wayne asked, moving to make himself comfortable on a nearby seat. He had been drawn to Laura upon his first time meeting her; something inside of Damian felt a kinship that he couldn’t explain which was most of the reason why he had given her the time of day in the first place.
“Thanks for coming,” Laura motioned for Damian to come sit next to her at the table and took a folder out of her bag. “I need your help, or at least...a bat’s help, and you’re the only bat who’s phone number I have.” Laura started spreading out pictures and documents over the table and explained. “Look, I don’t know who I can trust with this but I needed some one who was part of the life and has some detective skills.” She fell silent for a moment, chewing on the inside of her cheek. “And...If I’m being honest I knew you’d get it, at least kind of.” As she watched Damian pick up a piece of paper Laura explained, “These are the people who are still alive from the facility. The people who...” she gulped and took a deep breath, “The people who made me. Who trained me. I’ve...I’ve been trying to find them, tracking them. And I just found out one just got a position to head a new genetic experimentation team. They can’t...” Her voice broke. “I can’t let them put anybody else through what they did to me.”
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Laura held back a laugh. “You want to take me…out? Usually when somebody says that to me they’re holding a gun.” She raised an eyebrow, “But you’ve got my attention, New York’s a big place, where do you want to go?”
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Cass’s eyes widened slightly. Has she made a mistake? She had been fairly sure that it was a common phrase, but maybe she was wrong. English was a difficult language to learn, and it had so many minutiae and strange turns of phrases that really didn’t make that much sense when you thought about them.
She brightened when she realized that the other woman had understood. “For fun,” she clarified, smiling at her. “There is a cat cafe,” she said, her eyes widening a little again. “Where you can…adopt a cat. If you want one. It could be fun.”
“For fun,” Laura agreed, she had been trying to make a joke, it was clear she could still use some work on that. “I can’t have animals at the institute.” Laura sighed, “But I’d love to go! How...How does that work? With the cats?” She paused, “You know what it would probably be easier if you just showed me.” Fifteen minutes later Laura’s mouth hung open as the two girls stood on the threshold of the cat cafe. Laura really liked cats and she had never seen this many in one place in her entire life. She let out a small squeal and looked at Cass excitedly, “This is the most magical place I’ve ever been in my life.”
daughterofthewolverine:
Laura put her hands on her hips, Logan had told her about what had been going on with Warren. It was still surprising though he still seemed so…perfect. “I’ve been training my whole life,” she decided, “I just need to get some adrenaline out.” She flipped the switch to the danger room and immediately half a dozen almost life like adversaries came charging towards them. Slice down, punch right, kick up. Within a minute all the holographic enemies have dissolved and Laura turns back to Warren raising an eyebrow, “What else’ve you got to show me?”
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“Sure but the Danger Room’s kinda-” Warren blinked with surprise when she’d flipped the switch on. She seemed even more impulsive than he was and that was saying something. It was pretty often that Warren was scolded for not listening. He flew head on into danger as if it were the easiest thing in the world. Maybe that was why he was paired with her- because she was quick to do the same. “-Dangerous…” He finished his sentence as half a dozen enemies appeared. She was quick to react. Fighting them quickly and fiercely. He couldn’t help but feel a bit impressed as he fought off one or two of them while she handled most of them effortlessly. Was he really this out of practice? He pondered, or was she that good?
“Wow. You sure know how to handle yourself.” He told her with a laugh. She asked what else he had to show her and he paused. “What’s your thoughts on flying?” He finally asked, thinking about the blackbird. “Up for a joyride?”
“I’ve been training for...” She paused, “A long time. This room is cool, it’s nice to know I won’t actually hurt people when I’m training. That’s...that’s definitely new.” When he asked about flying she immediately perked up, “Like a plane? I’ve only ever been on a plane once but I’m definitely in. I didn’t know you guys had a plane...although I guess there’s a lot that I still don’t know about this place.” Laura followed Warren as they walked through the hallways, he was so pretty and he practically exuded confidence. She used to be intimidated by people who carried themselves that way, like they always knew exactly who they were and where they were going. Now she desperately wished she could be like that too. “So...What’s your life like? when you’re not here I mean.”
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Laura stood at the edge of the training room and looked around. It was impressive to say the least, but it felt too much like the rooms she had been trained in as a child and that was somewhere she never wanted to be again. “So, you got stuck showing me the ropes huh?” She pops out her claws snikt viscerally aware of the pain but unwilling to acknowledge it. “Show me what this room can do.”
“I guess so.” He replied. Though he wasn’t sure why out of everyone he was asked to show her around. Warren took some time off recently, flying around the country to focus a little more on his charity. To say that he hadn’t trained in a while was an understatement. Watching her claws pop out, he gave her a bit of a smile. She was like a smaller Logan. “You sure you want to try out the Danger Room? Most of us train before we try it out.”
Laura put her hands on her hips, Logan had told her about what had been going on with Warren. It was still surprising though he still seemed so...perfect. “I’ve been training my whole life,” she decided, “I just need to get some adrenaline out.” She flipped the switch to the danger room and immediately half a dozen almost life like adversaries came charging towards them. Slice down, punch right, kick up. Within a minute all the holographic enemies have dissolved and Laura turns back to Warren raising an eyebrow, “What else’ve you got to show me?”
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Laura eyed the girl she was sitting next to skeptically, “Investigate? You want to investigate the facility that made me?” She did her best not to laugh, Lyla either had a death wish or was completely oblivious. “I mean I certainly won’t stop you, hell I’ll help you, but you’ve gotta understand that those people will not hesitate to murk the second they feel threatened.”
“Yes I do.” the read head nodded. After hearing Laura’s story, Lyla knew she had to do something about it. The world had to know. Places like this…they couldn’t just exisit. They couldn’t just go unpunished. It wasn’t right. It wasn’t fair. “I’m not afriad to die.” she smirked, knowing she sounded a bit crazy. But it was the truth. “everyone dies. If im going down, at least im going down with a good reason.”
Laura nodded slowly, it was clear that Lyla knew what she was getting herself into. She respected it, somebody who wasn’t afraid of the worst to get justice. “Sometimes I wish I could die...” She shook her head, that sounded wrong. “Not like that I mean...maybe like that...I don’t know. What I do know is you’re going to need a lot of help if you’re going to infiltrate the facility. If you go in as a journalist they’ll just wipe your memory and we’ll be right back where we started. Not to mention I don’t exactly know where they are anymore.”
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Laura leaned forward in her chair as she watched Logan carefully. She had heard about Logan, the Wolverine, she had been hearing about him for her entire life, for as long as she could remember. “Look, I know you said you had a daughter…in your time, whenever that is. But I’m telling you now, I’m Laura Kinney, and I’ve never met you before in my life.” She chewed on the inside of her cheek to keep herself from swearing, “I’ve heard more about you than I’d like though.”
Logan had remained standing at this point giving her space between them. Originally the reason for this was that he figured if it was the same version of her that he knew; she’d probably be pissed at him for up and dying on her. He also simply couldn’t believe she was this old; when in his mind, she had remained that eleven year old kid he had met. The older mutant gave her all of his attention as she speaks. Brows furrowing ever so slightly when Laura confirms she wasn’t the version he had met before. “Wish I would’ve known that a few minutes ago; you were better off not knowin. And yeah, my past is fucked up and complicated at best. Sorry if that shit ever affected you, beyond the obvious weapon x bullshit. You didn’t deserve it.” When the words ‘weapon x bullshit’ came forth from him, they were dripping with distain and anger. Though he hadn’t known about her in time to get her out of the facility, he still assigned himself blame for participating in the weapon x program originally. He remains silent in thought for a few minutes to sort his thoughts. As painful as it was to start over (specially after he had finally let himself open up to feel the joy of fatherhood); maybe this was a chance for a better start with her. After the few minutes of silence he makes eye contact with her again. “You good though, kid? No ones huntin you down or anythin?”
Laura swallowed a laugh. “Are you good?” She knew he was being genuine, that he really did want her to be ok, its just, with the way her life as gone it seemed like a bit of an understatement. Nodding slowly Laura decided, “Good is...subjective. I’m not on the street, not being forced to sell myself.” She gulped, that was probably too much, he was her father after all, he didn’t want to hear about the unsavory things she’s had to do to survive. “I’m sorry you went through all of well...I can’t imagine seeing what you’ve seen has been easy. I guess neither of us have had it particularly easy.” Laura starts to get up from her chair, does he need a hug? Does he want a hug? She knew neither of them were really the hugging type but this felt...necessary. Placing her arms tightly around him Laura decided, “I’m really glad you’re here Logan.”
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Laura held back a laugh. “You want to take me...out? Usually when somebody says that to me they’re holding a gun.” She raised an eyebrow, “But you’ve got my attention, New York’s a big place, where do you want to go?”
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Laura eyed the girl she was sitting next to skeptically, “Investigate? You want to investigate the facility that made me?” She did her best not to laugh, Lyla either had a death wish or was completely oblivious. “I mean I certainly won’t stop you, hell I’ll help you, but you’ve gotta understand that those people will not hesitate to murk the second they feel threatened.”
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Laura stood at the edge of the training room and looked around. It was impressive to say the least, but it felt too much like the rooms she had been trained in as a child and that was somewhere she never wanted to be again. “So, you got stuck showing me the ropes huh?” She pops out her claws snikt viscerally aware of the pain but unwilling to acknowledge it. “Show me what this room can do.”
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Laura looked out at the lake behind the manor as she and Jean sat on a wire bench. “Friends?” She let the word roll around in her mouth, she hadn’t even known it a year ago. “Yeah...I guess...I guess we’re friends.” She swallowed and tried again, “I hope we’re friends.” Laura watched the ducks in the pond for a moment before saying, “I’d like to be friends with everyone here...at the academy I mean...it seems like you are.”
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Laura leaned forward in her chair as she watched Logan carefully. She had heard about Logan, the Wolverine, she had been hearing about him for her entire life, for as long as she could remember. “Look, I know you said you had a daughter...in your time, whenever that is. But I’m telling you now, I’m Laura Kinney, and I’ve never met you before in my life.” She chewed on the inside of her cheek to keep herself from swearing, “I’ve heard more about you than I’d like though.”
