Laura, Marius Scott: Caught
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xp_logsLaura had snuck onto the Blackbird but Marius finds her and Scott has the final say.
Squeezed in a tiny supply cubby with headphones in her ear and texting to Gaia, Laura was surprised this was working. She had snuck onto the Blackbird hours ago because there was no way she was going to be left behind. Laura wanted to see this through to the end and maybe, in a way, ease the guilt that had been eating her alive for weeks. Placing the phone on her chest, she closed her eyes to relax; it was awfully uncomfortable in the tiny cubby.
Laura was able to enjoy this for approximately five more seconds before the door opened.
"Oi," said Marius, "you're not supposed to be here."
"You see nothing, Associate. And why do you smell like Gaia? Did you eat her?" It seemed that Arthur's good luck had run out, much to Laura's disappointment. She hadn't moved from her little spot, hoping he would just go away.
"I commend your ability to phrase that question in the most upsetting way possible," said Marius, who decidedly did not, "and it shall not be dignified with an answer. What are you doing here?" In truth his senses were heightened enough that he should have noticed earlier, but he'd been distracted. This, he knew, was why one should not make a habit of brooding. He was surprised Logan hadn't immediately detected her presence, but Marius had to concede that piloting the jet was rather absorbing.
Laura sighed as she crawled out of the spot and sat down at the nearest seating next where she was hiding. "I want to help. First, Arthur wouldn't let us go to Canada and second, like fucking hell I am going to sit quietly and just wait while everyone goes and get back our friends and family. That isn't who I am. I can help. I can track. I can find. I can neutralize." Laura paused for just a second, "They took me, Marius. They took me and put a fucking chip in my head so they can control me. They need to pay for what they did to me and my friends. That entire facility needs to be burned down to the ground."
Marius stared at the small girl. Somehow, she'd gotten her hands on a spare uniform. Knowledge that she'd been created as an assassin did not in any way nullify the fact she looked like a little girl wearing her older sister's clothes. There was no doubt in his mind that Kyle would have told them to turn the damn plane around rather than expose Laura to Weapon X again.
But Kyle wasn't here, and besides, Marius could hardly dispute her motivations.
After a long moment of debate, the X-Man turned away. "Wait here," he said over his shoulder as he headed toward the front of the plane.
Laura watched Marius with keen interest as she sent another text off to Gaia. They have been in the air for awhile, so she was pretty confident that they wouldn't turn around. Worst case, they would tell her to wait on the plane and she wouldn't. She would deal with the consequences later. She might look tiny, but never underestimate short women.
A few moments later Marius returned, now trailing Scott. He indicated the diminutive stowaway to the field leader with a bob of his head.
"This is above my paygrade, I fear," remarked Marius. "Cyclops, I shall defer to your considerable wisdom, and incidentally absolve myself of all subsequent decisions."
"Oh gee thanks," The older man's voice was dry as he crossed his arms over his chest, tossing a stare at Marius. "Remind me just how helpful you were when it comes to time to assign chores.* Scott's eyes snapped towards Laura, "Do you want to try explaining why you're here when you knew you were supposed to stay at the mansion? We're supposed to be helping protect everyone there who has no idea how Weapon X might come at them if they sneak in an attack."
Laura looked at Scott and tilted her head just a bit, "Weapon X won't attack the mansion." She said it with such confidence that it surprised even her. She had no idea if they would, but the chance of them was high that they wouldn't. "They aren't stupid enough to attack a mansion full of super powered people, especially a mansion that has high tech security and magical wards that can set off as soon as someone that is unwelcomed enters the property. Plus, their targets aren't there. In fact, I am protecting the mansion even more so by being here because we know that I am one of their main targets. The other is piloting right now." She had no idea where North was. Laura continued, "You know I can fight. You'll need numbers if we want to find our people."
Scott raised a single eyebrow, "You say that, but how many times has someone attacked the mansion now? I've learned to never underestimate just how capable people think they are. Even if they're wrong, it's never as neat as we think it'll be." A hand ran through his hair as he glanced at the black-haired girl. "There's really no point in turning around to send you home, so you might as well join in. But," his eyes narrowed, "I'm going to pair you up with a senior member of the team if I can, but whoever you end up with, you listen to everything they say. I don't want to hear about you putting even a single foot where they tell you not to, no matter how obvious it may seem to you. And no killing, or maiming, as much as they might deserve it. There's a world of difference between fighting and working as part of a team to get a job done. Any poor fool can throw a punch and fight. I don't need a fighter; I need someone who'll think and put the mission and the rescue first. Can you do that? Or are we leaving you on the Blackbird?"
Laura looked at him and nodded, "You can count on me, Sir." And she was, in all honesty, being serious. She was given orders, and those she was used to getting. "No killing. No maiming. Got it." She nodded at the senior X-Man. Laura was assuming everything else was free game.
Squeezed in a tiny supply cubby with headphones in her ear and texting to Gaia, Laura was surprised this was working. She had snuck onto the Blackbird hours ago because there was no way she was going to be left behind. Laura wanted to see this through to the end and maybe, in a way, ease the guilt that had been eating her alive for weeks. Placing the phone on her chest, she closed her eyes to relax; it was awfully uncomfortable in the tiny cubby.
Laura was able to enjoy this for approximately five more seconds before the door opened.
"Oi," said Marius, "you're not supposed to be here."
"You see nothing, Associate. And why do you smell like Gaia? Did you eat her?" It seemed that Arthur's good luck had run out, much to Laura's disappointment. She hadn't moved from her little spot, hoping he would just go away.
"I commend your ability to phrase that question in the most upsetting way possible," said Marius, who decidedly did not, "and it shall not be dignified with an answer. What are you doing here?" In truth his senses were heightened enough that he should have noticed earlier, but he'd been distracted. This, he knew, was why one should not make a habit of brooding. He was surprised Logan hadn't immediately detected her presence, but Marius had to concede that piloting the jet was rather absorbing.
Laura sighed as she crawled out of the spot and sat down at the nearest seating next where she was hiding. "I want to help. First, Arthur wouldn't let us go to Canada and second, like fucking hell I am going to sit quietly and just wait while everyone goes and get back our friends and family. That isn't who I am. I can help. I can track. I can find. I can neutralize." Laura paused for just a second, "They took me, Marius. They took me and put a fucking chip in my head so they can control me. They need to pay for what they did to me and my friends. That entire facility needs to be burned down to the ground."
Marius stared at the small girl. Somehow, she'd gotten her hands on a spare uniform. Knowledge that she'd been created as an assassin did not in any way nullify the fact she looked like a little girl wearing her older sister's clothes. There was no doubt in his mind that Kyle would have told them to turn the damn plane around rather than expose Laura to Weapon X again.
But Kyle wasn't here, and besides, Marius could hardly dispute her motivations.
After a long moment of debate, the X-Man turned away. "Wait here," he said over his shoulder as he headed toward the front of the plane.
Laura watched Marius with keen interest as she sent another text off to Gaia. They have been in the air for awhile, so she was pretty confident that they wouldn't turn around. Worst case, they would tell her to wait on the plane and she wouldn't. She would deal with the consequences later. She might look tiny, but never underestimate short women.
A few moments later Marius returned, now trailing Scott. He indicated the diminutive stowaway to the field leader with a bob of his head.
"This is above my paygrade, I fear," remarked Marius. "Cyclops, I shall defer to your considerable wisdom, and incidentally absolve myself of all subsequent decisions."
"Oh gee thanks," The older man's voice was dry as he crossed his arms over his chest, tossing a stare at Marius. "Remind me just how helpful you were when it comes to time to assign chores.* Scott's eyes snapped towards Laura, "Do you want to try explaining why you're here when you knew you were supposed to stay at the mansion? We're supposed to be helping protect everyone there who has no idea how Weapon X might come at them if they sneak in an attack."
Laura looked at Scott and tilted her head just a bit, "Weapon X won't attack the mansion." She said it with such confidence that it surprised even her. She had no idea if they would, but the chance of them was high that they wouldn't. "They aren't stupid enough to attack a mansion full of super powered people, especially a mansion that has high tech security and magical wards that can set off as soon as someone that is unwelcomed enters the property. Plus, their targets aren't there. In fact, I am protecting the mansion even more so by being here because we know that I am one of their main targets. The other is piloting right now." She had no idea where North was. Laura continued, "You know I can fight. You'll need numbers if we want to find our people."
Scott raised a single eyebrow, "You say that, but how many times has someone attacked the mansion now? I've learned to never underestimate just how capable people think they are. Even if they're wrong, it's never as neat as we think it'll be." A hand ran through his hair as he glanced at the black-haired girl. "There's really no point in turning around to send you home, so you might as well join in. But," his eyes narrowed, "I'm going to pair you up with a senior member of the team if I can, but whoever you end up with, you listen to everything they say. I don't want to hear about you putting even a single foot where they tell you not to, no matter how obvious it may seem to you. And no killing, or maiming, as much as they might deserve it. There's a world of difference between fighting and working as part of a team to get a job done. Any poor fool can throw a punch and fight. I don't need a fighter; I need someone who'll think and put the mission and the rescue first. Can you do that? Or are we leaving you on the Blackbird?"
Laura looked at him and nodded, "You can count on me, Sir." And she was, in all honesty, being serious. She was given orders, and those she was used to getting. "No killing. No maiming. Got it." She nodded at the senior X-Man. Laura was assuming everything else was free game.
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Date: 2026-06-05 05:06 am (UTC)What if instead of that, we let DOUG be responsible for her? :D