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Who: Clone-Laura and Logan
What: Getting the lay of the land
Where: Round the gym
When: Day 08, midmorning
Rating: PG
Status: Active
Laura, or rather, the copy of Laura, stepped out of the shadows and rounded a building, staring down at her hands. Occasionally, she rubbed her fingertips together, head cocked a bit at the curious not-feeling feeling of her skin. The snow didn't give her any pause, though sometimes she looked down at the mess she was walking through. It all felt so odd, so curious, even after the novelty of existing all morning.
When her hands dropped, her head lifted and she smiled at the sound of heartbeats and breath and blood moving through bodies. It was in that direction that she stepped. She was pretty sure that the real Laura wasn't anywhere around, which was good for her purposes.
Around the corner, there was a well built man. Logan, her mind supplied. Along with the name came bits and pieces of information swimming up, all the little things she should know, though it was a bit disjointed and unconnected. Her expression schooled itself into a smirk and her hands strayed towards her hip pockets.
When her hands dropped, her head lifted and she smiled at the sound of heartbeats and breath and blood moving through bodies. It was in that direction that she stepped. She was pretty sure that the real Laura wasn't anywhere around, which was good for her purposes.
Around the corner, there was a well built man. Logan, her mind supplied. Along with the name came bits and pieces of information swimming up, all the little things she should know, though it was a bit disjointed and unconnected. Her expression schooled itself into a smirk and her hands strayed towards her hip pockets.