This place was starting to feel like home. And not in the good way. Since Lucifer's arrival she'd felt on edge. To many people she cared about were in jeopardy. Yet because of her orders... She couldn't just go out and storm his cabin and end it. He had to provoke her first. Which was something she was counting on.
She was prepared. Dressed from head to toe in her X-Factor costume. It was fire proof, fit like a second skin, moving much like that was all it was, and the mask's lenses labeled everything and gave her the vitals on everyone she looked at. The gloves and boots were special made for her claws. Her long dark hair brushed till it shown lay flat against her back.
Laura was in Weapon X mode. She'd spent a great deal of time pacing in the foyer. Until this last time Anna was sick. The mothering instincts clawed at her. Shaking herself out of 'the animal', she darted up the stairs to fetch a cloth, wetting it in cold water, before she leaped near silently over the railing to land back in the foyer. Crossing to the back of the couch she handed the damp cool cloth to the Angel. Touching a button between her eyes the red lenses slid up.
"Tony. Heather?" She had reverted. Though she knew he'd know what she was asking.