Banner art image by Krysdecker [img]https://i.imgur.com/vMe8t2q.jpg[/img] [hr] [b]Location:[/b] Queens, New York; Avengers Academy [hr] The further discussion on the shared rooms had done something to raise Laura's hackles, an uncomfortable feeling stirring in her gut, but it was one she'd shortly be able to work through in a method she always preferred to conversation. Hitting things. The lockers were impressive enough, although she didn't have much time to appreciate them. Unlike many of the group she both had established gear to put on and not the intricacies of any mechanical assistance. Thankfully, the modified Forge-credited material that made up her iteration of the Wolverine suit made for a far easier process of putting on than its look and fit might suggest. Still, she remembered to think skinny thoughts as she went through the process of changing. For someone concerned about the accommodation situation, she was very not about the prospect of the locker rooms, snapping right to the process of preparing to 'roll out.' There was little delay between the call coming through and Laura making it to the quinjet. The vaguely punkish nature of her attired replaced with the bold yellow and black of her distinctive Wolverine attire, of course it had been remade for her, but elements of her gene-father's helm had been worked into her own. It still felt a little alien to put it on, but at the same time, there was a comfort to it. [I]She[/I] was Wolverine now, and she'd never let them define her as merely a code ever again. [hr] [b]Location:[/b] Stark Tower, Manhattan, NYC [hr] The chaos of the flight and the scene they arrived into did little to shake Laura (other than physically) she had been in similar enough situations alongside Logan and the other mutants of Xavier's mission. Admittedly, a more concerning aspect was the presence of civilians. She was used to working in the dark and mysterious corners of the world, not doing battle among the livelihoods of normal, breakable people. She pushed the thought from her mind, it wasn't useful, as time passed and the jet was eventually put down. [quote] “[color=fff200]You. Come with me, or do as you wish.[/color]” [/quote] [color=gold]"How's a girl to turn down an invite like that."[/color] Laura channeled a little of the bold and brash women who had first trained her among the X-Men in her response, a blend of charm and snark which seemed to work well enough for them, but in truth, Laura already had her target as she rushed forwards. There was a somewhat sickening 'shunk' of noise as her claws extended, both from the knuckles and her feet, skin and suit parting to release the adamantium weapons. [quote] [color=lightskyblue]"Hear that, folks? Lady with the spear and the fur jacket is highly dangerous. Take her out from a distance, if you can, as she is extremely competent at close range."[/color] [/quote] [color=gold]"Thanks for the heads up, but so am I."[/color] Laura replied over coms, an involuntary snarl pulling across her features as already her manipulated physiology began to pump adrenaline through her system. It wasn't quite her dreaded kill switch, not that she advertised that particular modification, but it was still something she struggled to exist. She'd been designed as a weapon and the call to fight was one she had little restraint from. Along with that was the imprint of Logan upon her, her father had fought this one's father, thought little and less of them for all the suffering they had caused and Laura was hardly able to differentiate that from her own feelings, so well designed were her genetic modifications. She moved low down and fast, a flash of yellow and black among the kaleidoscope of New York in crisis, the twin prongs of her foot claws cutting gouges into the concrete beneath her as she drew close to those arrayed against them. Laura mostly ignored the other members of the eclectic gang, already her senses had honed in and while she might not be familiar with her current teammates, she least presumed they would be acting in some way to engage with others. Laura bounded up and across a vehicle marked with the Stark Industries logo, launching into the air with enough force to easily carry her augmented form the remaining distance. Let them see that the Wolverine was coming for them. If only for a moment, before in the next the heirs of two different legacies collided, and the battle of beasts began.