Who: X and Finn Where: Cabin 007 When: After this What: Laura is in the need of Rachel's scent, so she's off to fetch it. Rating: Low Status: Complete This would be a simple task, so she thought. Find one human girl, hopefully alive, and return her to where she belonged, if she did not need medical assistance. Her thoughts were that it was highly likely that she would indeed need medical assistance. She could not fathom as to why humans were not taught how to defend themselves better. They weren't very durable.
Robin could fight, as could Tony, they could defend themselves, without a doubt. Why could no one else take the motivation to learn such skills? Perhaps that was why the x gene had evolved, so that those with it could protect those without. If that was the case, why wasn't it made more clear? There would be a lot less human/mutant involved fatalities.
Shaking her head to rid herself of the deeper thoughts she was having, as she stomped her thick soled boots against the porch of Cabin 007. Knocking free any dirt that had collected in the treads. She had squeezed herself into one of her more forgiving X-costumes. A simple black lycra camisole, and a simple pair of spandex pants that were marked with the X symbol. There needed to be more maternity friendly X-men costumes. It would have been completely unprofessional for her to arrive in something more 12 week baby belly friendly, and something she already owned.
Clearing her mind, setting it on the path that was at hand at the moment, her knuckles rapped against the door. This boy would not judge her, she was sure. She was not here to be judged, simply to do her given job.