MIDTOWN: Doug Ramsey & X-23 & Steve & Open
She'd already been in a bit of a feral rage upon landing, and then being approached by a stranger in this strange place, and now she'd been tackled off of the first stranger by another, and the way that he was able to hold her hands back was not making her feel better.
As the boy got closer, Laura's hackles rose even more. He didn't seem like a threat, both physically and by way of what he'd displayed as a person so far, but nothing could be taken lightly. She was here without knowing why. Someone had brought her here, and no matter how innocent this kid looked -- it didn't mean it wasn't him. Besides, him and the man holding her back could be working together to try and confuse her. Ha. Well the joke was on them -- whatever a joke was -- because she was a trained killer and something inside her told her that survival was now her mission.
With uncanny agility and strength, Laura ripped one arm free and then twisted, jerking away from the older man and the boy with his offered hand. One foot claw burst through the front of her boot and as she turned with lethal grace to her movements, X took a stab at Steve's leg before coming back down with her hands in fists and her claws going straight for his chest.