Laura Kinney

Dependent Laura Kinney aka X-23 RP for starcityhq.

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Laura didn’t exactly have many fond memories of her time with the X-Men. To be fair, it wasn’t ENTIRELY on the shoulders of her fellow young X-Men. She hadn’t exactly made it easy for them to get close to her. Made it quite difficult, actually. Still, it didn’t feel great to be looked at like a monster by all of them, especially after they found out she was on the X-Force. 

But, there was a silver lining to it all. It had all made her stronger. And, in a weird way, reminded her she was human. The fact is, she wasn’t the same person she was back then. And, for the most part, she’d been moving past all of it. Being around the others wasn’t as…uncomfortable, as it used to be. Which was growth, in a way. Progress. 

When she wasn’t in the greenhouse, Laura liked to sit around outside on campus, take in the fresh air, maybe read a book. It was during one of these moments that an old teammate approached her. Josh. Turning her head, she raised her eyebrow, shutting her book. “Not particularly. It’s…been a long time. What do you want?”

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The abruptness of the question probably shouldn’t have surprised him, given who he’d walked up to, but he still raised a brow. “To say hello. Like people do, sometimes.” He did give her a little smile as he said so and lifted one hand in a wave. “It’s been awhile.” They’d all gone on to lead different lives after the school, some earlier than others. Josh had done his own stint with X-Force before he’d ‘died.’ Not that dying stuck. Either way, the kid that had been enrolled in the school at Westchester felt like nearly a different person entirely; whatever had happened with Laura there didn’t need to be how things were going forward. He hoped not, anyway. 

If she didn’t make a move to stop him or ask him not to, Josh took a step forward to sit down a little ways from her, but plenty close enough for a conversation. “There aren’t many of us around from back then. Seemed weird to just keep,” he lifted one shoulder in a shrug, “not saying anything.” 

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Laura sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. She was being unfair, and she knew it. Josh hadn’t been there when they all turned on her, hadn’t been one of the ones who had been fearful and mistrusting of the news. He was right there beside her on those missions anyway, and she wondered if he had been read the riot act for the secrets like she had. Regardless, Josh was a friend. At least, closer to one than most other mutants in the district were at any rate. And so, she turned to give him her full attention.

“Is it?” She questioned with a raised eyebrow. “It seems pretty normal to me. Most of them made it clear exactly where I stood.” As soon as the words had left her mouth she’d wished she’d kept that in. It wasn’t fair, and it was her problem. Not his. “I am sorry,” she spoke after an awkward moment of silence, eyes darting to the floor. “It hasn’t exactly been my best week. But it’s good to see you again, Josh. How is your clinic?”

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Time Heals All Wounds || Kurt & Laura

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With winter right around the corner, one would anticipate that others may elect to stay at home. The drop in temperature was evident by the small trail of vapor that left his lips. He was grateful his fur kept him warm, especially when his boyfriend had ice powers. 

A quick stroll lead him towards the array of flowers being arranged by a familiar face. Dearest Laura. He pursed his lips, incapable of fathoming the thought of how she must have felt in recent times. After her brother’s attack, he was sure others would assume she would attempt a similar stunt. 

He made a careful approach towards the entrance of the garden, golden-eyed gaze briefly flickered to what appeared to be his bamfs. Though he made every effort to teach them to be on their best behavior, the small creatures had minds of their own. Clearing his throat, he dared to further step onto the premises.

“Laura,” he greeted the woman with a fanged grin.  “Good evening. I do hope my bamfs aren’t causing any trouble for you. ”

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The holidays were a weird time for Laura, to say the least. On one hand, she had to admit the smells in the air as the christmas trees and sweets were all out in full swing was pleasant for her, and her time living out in the wilderness had made her almost immune to the cold in the first place. On the other hand, seeing everyone with their families had usually been...hard on her.

Until Gabby. She’d made an effort, for her. Even if she didn’t know the first thing about any of this, she’d started trying for her, and they’d developed a few traditions of their own. And now with them and Daken in the same place, and Warren around as well, she was starting to develop her own little sense of family. And it was everything.

Things were still on edge around the school after Daken’s attack, and a fair amount of that edge was directed at her. Which was okay, it wasn’t something she was unfamiliar with, but as a result she did find herself in her safe haven in the green house more often. Surprisingly, she’d even had a few visitors. The bamfs.

At first, she had paid them almost no mind, only stepping in when they threatened to ruin something. Then, something strange happened. They started to stare at her with...curiosity? She couldn’t quite tell, but then they began mimicking her. And, now? She had a few tiny helpers doing some of the work (to varying degrees of success.)

“Kurt,” she replied, not even looking up from her work on a particular stubborn rose bush needing a dethorning. “Not at the moment. In fact, they’re starting to make themselves useful.” She kept things short, although not entirely cold. She didn’t dislike the man, she was just...she didn’t want to talk about what happened. Didn’t really know what to say.

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The classes at the District X school ran long some evenings, and the days that ended with Scott’s ‘Advanced Tactics’ class were particularly prone to it. It left little to no window to leave the District and work on the task he’d been sent into the world to do. If there were further interruptions on top of it, and it seemed as if there were always people making a grab for Scott Summers’ attention, it was difficult not to be agitated. The feelings were new, all feelings, and reigning them in to proportions that suited the man he’d been crafted into was difficult. 

He was attempting to do it that very evening as he left the school and made his way toward the massive gate that still sectioned the District off from the rest of the city. He’d had no intention of stopping or being stopped again, but when he caught sight of Warren and Laura there was little choice. A glance at them was accompanied by a flood of Scott’s memories - Warren, much younger, both he and Scott still practically children, then metal wings, tied up with a flood of grief and confusion. Decades of memories. Laura had less, but they were still there. Couldn’t walk past her. Scott had gone to her personally to bring her to District X. Ignoring them wasn’t an option. 

The clone stopped mere feet from them and glanced up. “Out for a walk?” he asked, still looking at the gate past them, though the trajectory of his gaze wasn’t visible behind the ruby quartz. 

Though the existence of District X alone conjured uncomfortable memories, there was still a fondness the area carried. His closest friends and former teammates have been residing in such a self-proclaimed safe haven for quite some time. To know that the community was willing to take in Laura and Gabby was a plus for him as well. The girls carried quite the significance to him. 

His gaze turned back to Laura, reaching over to take her hand, carefully bringing it towards his peripherals. By his previous attempts, he was aware she was not always the biggest fan of affection in public. For that, he respected her comfort in that regard. Still, he couldn’t resist bringing the aforementioned hand to his lips, pecking it softly with a grin. He anticipated she would glare at him or worse, if she were so inclined.

Before he could predict any further, he stopped in place upon hearing Scott’s voice in the distance. Being as he was a busy man, he didn’t anticipate the other to greet them. His vision caught a slight glimpse of the man from the other end of the gate, raising his brows. 

“Damn, Scott. When did you becoming a Nosy Ned?” he snorted. “I’m kidding, of course. It’s a nice evening so we are out for a walk. What about you?” 

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Warren had decided to come to the city at just about the best time for Laura, she had to admit. Although she hadn’t planned on it, she had ended up taking the role of Wolverine, amidst all the scrutiny she (and her entire family) was facing due to her brother’s choice, and...well, she needed someone in her corner. And she could count on him to be there, at least for now. She tried to quiet the deep, nagging voice whispering that they wouldn’t last, that he wouldn’t continue this if she knew the demons she tried her best to keep locked at bay. It wasn’t worth dwelling on. He was here, now, and that was enough. More than enough.

So when he had asked her to join him on a late walk throughout the district, she resisted the urge to refuse. She wanted to spend more time with him, and so, although public wasn’t really her thing, she relented, and joined him. She, as he probably expected, did glare at him when he grabbed her hand and kissed it, although she hoped he understood that she wasn’t actually mad.

Something in the air, however, just smelled...wrong, when Scott showed up. At first, she tried to explain it away in her mind as just her mind playing tricks on her. But as he got closer, there was no denying it. Something was wrong. She didn’t know what it was exactly, and had no way to prove it other than asking people to trust her nose. Something they would do for Logan, but for her? She had her doubts. She needed proof. And, to figure out what it was she was even trying to prove in the first place.

Her face remaining impassive, she slightly tensed her hand in Warren’s, hoping he’d get the hint something was wrong. “Yes, Scott, where are you off to so late? Don’t you have a school to be running?”

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First day back in District X wasn’t exactly a walk in the park. There were questions, and answers, and more questions and even more answers. Elysia was exhausted. After she made sure the others she brought in with her were okay and settled, she stole herself away from the group and wandered out into the heart of the district. Already she was lost as it had grown quite the ways since she had last been there; there were buildings and pathways and gardens and people and homes - it was, essentially, it’s own miniature city, one that Elysia was most glad to have returned to, but she needed a little help.

“Excuse me?” Elysia prompted to a dark haired mutant and tapped her on the shoulder, to gather her attention. Well, in the hopes of. “Sorry to bother, but I’m a little turned around… Uh, which way is the clinic from here?”

Laura hadn’t been in the district too long, but she had started to get used to it all easily enough. She’d almost entirely memorized the layout of the district, having taken many a walk to get used to it. She didn’t like unknowns, not when she could help it at least. And, she kept her ear out for important events. She’d heard a new girl had arrived, or returned apparently, and had brought some others with her. She assumed eventually they’d run into each other, (she somehow managed to run in to pretty much everyone) but hadn’t expected it to be this soon.

Laura had braced herself to the new scent approaching her, so the shoulder tap hadn’t startled her as much as it might had she not been on alert. She turned to face the younger mutant, and kept her face impassive. “Keep going down this street, take a right, and then a left and you’ll be there.” She turned to walk away, but had a second thought. Leaving a new girl in the district, even one who could probably take care of herself, didn’t exactly sit well with her. “I could walk you there, if you want?”

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Things had been…difficult at the school, all those years earlier. It went beyond the usual mix of teenage hormones and social dynamics. Their lives weren’t and had never been normal, so of course school wasn’t going to be normal either. Josh’s biggest regrets came from that period of his life. He’d lost so many people and felt like he’d let plenty of others down. 

Laura numbered among the latter. He’d thought plenty of times of reaching out to her once she arrived in District X, but there had always been some reason not to. The clinic, usually. Josh kept himself busy, sometimes overly busy, because he didn’t know what to do otherwise. He’d had staff trained for awhile, though, and they could handle the place barring some emerging crisis. That day, he decided to let them. 

He’d been out walking for awhile, meandering rather than going anywhere with purpose, and eventually he strayed close to the school. Unsure if she saw him the same time he saw her, he raised one hand and waved. “You busy?” 

Laura didn’t exactly have many fond memories of her time with the X-Men. To be fair, it wasn’t ENTIRELY on the shoulders of her fellow young X-Men. She hadn’t exactly made it easy for them to get close to her. Made it quite difficult, actually. Still, it didn’t feel great to be looked at like a monster by all of them, especially after they found out she was on the X-Force. 

But, there was a silver lining to it all. It had all made her stronger. And, in a weird way, reminded her she was human. The fact is, she wasn’t the same person she was back then. And, for the most part, she’d been moving past all of it. Being around the others wasn’t as...uncomfortable, as it used to be. Which was growth, in a way. Progress. 

When she wasn’t in the greenhouse, Laura liked to sit around outside on campus, take in the fresh air, maybe read a book. It was during one of these moments that an old teammate approached her. Josh. Turning her head, she raised her eyebrow, shutting her book. “Not particularly. It’s...been a long time. What do you want?”

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summersofscott​:

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When Laura had asked him if she could attend to the greenhouse in a more formal way, he’d been happy to grant the request. Not only did it eliminate rotating the responsibility between the staff, but he couldn’t even recall another time when Laura had actually approached him to ask for something for herself. To even get her into the District in the first place, he’d gone to her, and the only thing she’d asked of him was that her sister be allowed to accompany her. The greenhouse was an easy thing to provide.

Once in awhile, he checked in, but rarely did he manage to show up while she was actually there. That day he seemed to be lucky, and he could see her moving among the green when he stepped inside. “This place has never looked better,” he offered by way of greeting. “It suits you.”

It had taken Laura three days to convince herself to ask to take care of the greenhouse. Although it was a coping mechanism she had discovered during her time with the X-Men previously, it was one she had developed privately. She had kept it to herself, and the idea of sharing it with the others was...nerve wracking. So, when Scott had agreed to let her take care of it, with little questioning or even a confused look, it had meant something. Though she’d never share that with him.

And with all the drama going on with her family right now, she NEEDED this. Needed the stress relief it gave her, and the solitude of it all. Nobody seemed to bother her when she was in there. Until today. She had smelled Scott approaching before he had stepped inside, so she had turned to the door when he walked in. “Thank you,” she responded simply. “It...helps with the stress.”

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The Wolverine

self para for Laura about donning the mantle of wolverine.

Before she had gotten the suit, she was sure about this. She could be Wolverine, and someone had to do it. It might as well be her, right? Well, now staring down at the all too familiar yellow and blue, the doubts began to form deep in her chest. Was she ready for this? Would Logan even WANT her to? Was she good enough?

Logan was gone. Probably off on one of those extended trips he had a tendency to go on where nobody knows where he’s going and how long he’s going to be. And, after a while of waiting for him to return, she had come to the realization. Someone had to take on the role if he wasn’t going to. The world needed a Wolverine, especially in the current climate. A figure to look up to, to aspire to. The way SHE had looked up to Logan, before.

But, she was starting to doubt she was ready to do it. The scars of her life with HYDRA were still present, as much as she liked to pretend they weren’t. There were times she still wondered if she was strong enough, if she was a real hero and not just a monster playing a game of pretend with shoes she was never supposed to fill. It ate away at her as she stood there, staring at the suit. 

Her thoughts drifted to the people in her life. Her family, and what they would think. Since she’d first met Gabby all those years ago, all she’d ever wanted was to be someone the girl could look up to, a good person so that she could see it was possible. And Gabby, in turn, had always looked up to her. Told her about how she was HER hero, and that...that meant something. Meant the world. Meant she was doing something right. 

Taking a deep breath, she steeled herself, beginning to put on the costume in front of her. As she had suited up, she stared at herself in the mirror, her reflection staring back at her, questioning her. X-23. Assassin. Killer. What right did she have to wear this suit? She was no Logan, far from it.

No, she shook her head. She wasn’t Logan. She was Laura Kinney. She had faced down hardship, waged war with her own demons, had taken back her life, fought off the trigger scent, been a part of the X-Men. And she’d done it all on her own. Nobody forced her too, nobody built her to be able to do this. She had been created a killer, and had risen above it. And she’d continue to do so.

She was Laura Kinney, and for now? For now she’d also be the goddamn Wolverine. 

Putting on the cowl, she stepped out into her living room. “So, how do I look?”

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open to anyone at the halloween party :)

Laura wouldn’t describe herself as a party girl. Not entirely. A part of that was simply that no bar that she’d know of made anything with enough alcohol to actually get her drunk, anyway, and most of the stuff tasted terrible on its own. That and her upbringing didn’t exactly put going to parties on her to do list. She preferred to be by herself, or at most with the few people she actually trusted.

But, Warren had wanted to go, and he’d used his puppy dog eyes and she did have a hard time saying no to those and she missed the big idiot so she had relented. They had spoken of a few joint costumes before settling on a twist on the classic phantom of the opera (gender swapping had been her idea). It scared her, she had to admit, to basically admit to everyone they were together. But, here she was.

Warren had stepped away for a moment, grabbing a drink, and that had left Laura at the bar by herself, leaning against it as her eyes scanned the partygoers. It seemed to be a popular event, judging from the crowd.

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shoutout to @lightascending​ for the edit! Laura as The Phantom, a Phantom of the Opera sex swap. Specific costume details under the keep reading :)

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You on the other hand…

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Gabby pulls the headphones off her head, resting them on her bed when the sound of the apartment door slamming captures her attention instead. She quickly stands up to leave the bedroom and see what was going on. What could have upsetting her sister like this? The least Gabby can do is try cheering her up in any way that would work. Jonathan was left asleep in the other room while Gabby sought out her older sister.

Her hands throwing long strands of hair up into a messy bun just when Laura approaches her. “Are you okay? Why did you slam the door?”

They’ve been busy, sent on different missions that separated them for a while but now they have the chance for family time again! Which meant her eyes widened in excitement. “Did you just say amusement park? Can we do that? I want all the cotton candy and to ride all the rides and win a stuffed animal bigger than Jonathan! Oh! Maybe we can stop at a diner along the way and there will be a creepy cook named Vincent but we overlook it because the burgers are just that good!” She playfully tugs on her sister’s arm while expressing her delight at the ideas.

Most of what was bothering her Laura couldn’t really talk about to her sister, even if she wanted to. She wasn’t going to tell him about what Daken had been doing, or what had happened. It wasn’t her information to share, and she wanted to spare Gabby the pain of it all if she could. “Don’t worry about it,” she mumbled, opening up the fridge and grabbing a drink from it. “Just some people getting on my nerves. Not all of us are social butterflies like you, after all.”

“Amusement park it is,” Laura replied simply, grabbing her keys from the counter and turning to head out of the apartment. She hadn’t been to an amusement park in a long time, since Logan...Shaking her head, she pulled herself from her reminiscing. 

Laura listened to Gabby getting overexcited with a small smile. Her sister always had a way of cheering her up when things got to be too much, and she was more grateful than the girl could know. But, her smile stopped dead at the last part of the very quickly spoken monologue. “What was that last part?” The protective part of her set in quickly, and she could feel a sudden urge to make a shiskebob out of somebody, her smile turning quickly to a glare. 

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With his company’s expansion reaching Star City, Warren felt obligated to keep his tabs on this location in particular. The serene ocean atmosphere in the distance, while nothing new to him, provided a homely atmosphere right outside his office window. There were also a slew of familiar faces within the area, specifically in one that was known as “District X.” Though he was eager to see old friends and acquaintances, there was one who resonated most with him in recent months. 

Admittedly, she was a tough nut to crack but she was a woman who consistently held her ground without faltering. And while he cherished the times when they worked together, he needed to be reminded that in certain circumstances, she could handle herself. For that, he couldn’t help but admire her from a distance, offering his help only when needed. 

But he’s felt lonely without her. When she mentioned something about a mission, he sprung on the opportunity to expedite his expansion to Star City and arrange for an impromptu visit to District X. She mentioned something about the place being primarily for mutants, which would deem it safe to use his wings. 

He spotted her from a distance, carefully landing a few feet away, wings partially folded back. Brushing some dust from his pants, he cleared his throat and addressed her with a humbled grin. His brows softened at the sight of the other, outstretching his arms towards her, should she choose to embrace him.

“Told you I’d be here quick,” he said. “Heard you were stressed out and I figured since I missed you anyway, I decided to expedite my flight to be here. How are you feeling now?”

It had taken some adjusting, but Laura had finally started to feel like she was getting used to being in District X. And for someone who wasn’t quite used to being surrounded by people, that was surprising. But, it did make a sort of sense. Her family was here. Pretty much everyone that she cared about was here. Except...

Her and Warren’s relationship was...strange. Unexpected. It snuck up on her, and he had wormed his way into her heart while she wasn’t looking. From the outside, she could tell how it would look to people. They were total opposites. She was darkness, lethal and threatening and terrifying. Warren was the perfect contrast to that: kind, thoughtful, beautiful, hell he even had wings like a damn angel. They should never have worked together. Laura hadn’t dreamed to think they’d last even this long.

And yet, here they were. A few months strong, despite the distance between them. They were adults, they could handle being apart. Laura was certainly no lovesick puppy starving for attention. And, with video call, they had kept in touch as much as possible. But, that wasn’t like having him actually around, and she had been missing him, especially in the wake of recent events. Someone in her corner wouldn’t exactly be frowned upon at the moment. 

She hadn’t told pretty much anyone about the relationship, no one other than Gabby knew. It wasn’t that she was ashamed, it was simply that she didn’t care. She didn’t want to hear about what people thought, or about his checkered past with relationships, or why he was too good for her (and he was.) She was content for it to just be...them.

And then, as she was taking a walk around the district to clear her head, he basically dropped out of the sky. She knew he was coming, but she didn’t expect him to be here so soon. And, normally she wasn’t one for public displays of affection, especially in front of so many people she knew. But Warren was here and this week had sucked and she had just needed someone on her side, so she rushed to him as fast as she could, throwing her arms around him and pulling him close.

“Like I need to get out of here,” she mumbled into his chest. “Dinner?”

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RL: Why everyone in your family gotta be so damn dramatic? Didn’t he break it off? I ain’t really up on everything.

RL: Yeah. That’s complicated. Easier to just show you.

RL: Real nice to ol’ Gambit, you know. And after I offered to make you dinner.

LK: The million dollar fucking question right there. I blame Logan. Something in the genes.

LK: Well that’s suspicious. Just assumed it was a girl you managed to keep for more than five minutes. But that is unrealistic

LK: You’ll get over it.

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RL: I been… bit preoccupied. But your brother ain’t got no claim on Ice Man. 

RL: Well you know you always got a break with me, claw-baby. You can meet Acantha.

RL: I got that way ‘bout me.

LK: Took him too long to get that memo. And now I gotta deal with the fallout of that mistake.

LK: Acantha? 

LK: Don’t let it get to your head. It’s big enough as is. 

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This week might just be the WORST one she’d been having in a while. Not even including the high stakes underwater mission they just went on. No, immediately after that she had to deal with the school looking at her like she was crazy for Daken’s idiotic actions with Kurt, she had to bump into her ex in the worst possible time, AND she had to meet with Frost too.

So, overall, she needed a goddamn break. And quickly. Slamming the door of their shared apartment, Laura approached her sister, running her hands through her hair.

“I need a break. And I haven’t seen you enough. So just...pick a movie in theatres, or a trail to hike, or an amusement park, or a place to eat or...something. Because I need to get the hell out of here for a bit, and with someone who won’t drive me completely insane.”

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kineticplayingcards​:

RL: I guess I ain’t the whole school. What’s going on? Someone need a stern talking to?

RL: True. Ain’t never seen someone eat like you do. How ‘bout some Jumbalaya? I got some Andouille. Real spicy like you like, petite.

LK: Really? You missed that? Daken broke into the danger room and threatened Kurt cause Kurt’s with Bobby.

LK: and it’s not a secret. Fucking dumbass. no, I’ve got it. I’ve already chewed him out for it. Left me drained and I need a break.

LK: it’s like you read my mind.