- [Random thing] Ohh, oh -- oh those su~mmer n~ights! ...and days.
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transgenicprose- June 9th, 2011
Initially, this was intended as a playground post locked to some newcomer players, but after typing up these threads, I decided what the hey, I'll make them public and open to whoever. For the most part. Why not.
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......Poor Claire. |D; She, uh. Might end up 0 for 6 here...if that's okay with you, lol.
Wanda Maximoff, Codename: Scarlet Witch - Possesses the ability to radically alter reality; directly responsible for M-Day and the possible future extinction of mutantkind, named by some homo superior. Highly dangerous, powers unstable and often beyond her control.
Kimura - History unknown; taken in by the Facility and assigned to be X-23's handler. Highly dangerous, distinct psychopathic tendencies. I cannot hurt her, I cannot fight her, I cannot win, I cannot--]
......Yes, it does.
[
...Assuming you meant...right as Claire sees itLaura lunges to the left, punches the ball away fairly easily, and is moving back towards the center of the net within seconds.]ahaha~ totes cool with me
With considerably less speed than Laura moved before, but still quick enough to say she knows what she's doing, Claire moves to the next ball and gives it a wide kick towards her left, aiming for the outside of Laura's goal -- and then backtracks a second later to kick the next one straight ahead with a slight rightward curve, this one coming in low.]
Again I say it: poor Claire. |D;;;
lmao
I HEREBY DUB THIS SPORT " ~ACTION~ FOOTBALL" (...WANNA PLAY, SASUKINS? >BD)
She doesn't fall for the feint--doesn't move at all, staying at the ready in the middle of the goal until just after Claire's kicked that last ball. Then she dives to the side, and while a normal goalie's reach would probably still have been too short, even if they could've moved as fast as X...normal goalies don't have adamantium-coated claws in their hands to give them a few extra inches of reach. And since she's attempting to "play nice"...at the last second, Laura turns her wrist so that the ball bounces, undamaged, off the side of her claws.
Then, catching herself with her other hand, she turns her dive into an impossible-looking one-handed half-sideways flip, ending in a low crouch, but with her feet completely under her. Her claws have already snapped back out of sight, and she scans the immediate area, alert in case of any further shots on goal.]
[1/2] .....MAYBE SOME OTHER TIME
--but when those claws come out, she can't help half-stumbling to a stop and... well, staring, for lack of a politer term.]
[2/2] ffff you KNEW that had to get a reaction, lolol
But those things are gone as quick as they appeared, so for a second she wonders if she was just seeing things -- but given the kinds of things she's seen since That Night, Claire's pretty far past doubting what her senses tell her and doesn't give her imagination too much credit these days.
...And she was warned that there were some... unique ones here. And honestly, disappearing claws aren't the weirdest possibility.
She's stopped going for that stray ball -- but all the same, she's not about to be so tactless as to call out what she saw, so... after a moment, she just gives a friendly smile, even if it looks a bit distracted.]
I... think it's fair to say that was pretty one-sided. Good work.
...Oh, did I~? :3 (P.S. IF YOU DON'T WANNA PLAY W/ X, FAI WOULD TTLY PLAY W/ YOU TOO, SASU-RAMA!!
...You are curious as to what I am.
[A simple mistake, though still a foolish one. Laura had forgotten, just for a moment, where she was--that she wasn't at what had been her school, if only for a short time. She had been too concerned with the game, too busy having..."fun"...to remember who--what some might say--she was.
And while Claire has seemed friendly enough thus far, Laura has seen even gentler-seeming souls turn suddenly hostile and violent when faced with the "danger" of mutants in their midst.
Which means there's a subtle tension in her body now, a readiness for flight, or, should Claire produce a weapon or unexpected non-mutant powers of her own, fight. There is a hint of a gunpowder-scent lingering about the redhead, even if no weapon is visible.]
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ffffffff (............NO. B|)
A couple seconds, and then she tries again.]
Well... "what" you are is putting it pretty... [Bluntly? Rudely? Apathetically?
...Jill would be better at this.]
I mean... yeah, that's not really something I... see a lot.
[Except on Hunters. Tyrants. A couple other choice monsters, but even they don't have retractable claws.]
[1/2] :D <333 (AWW C'MON SASU-BOO! YOU KNOW YOU COULD USE THE FUN~)
...
...What would Logan say...?]
...
[2/2]
...Where I come from, my species is feared. Under most circumstances, we are not socially accepted. Some refer to us as "homo superior". Others find that offensive and simply call us mutants.
[Laura looks up from watching the last soccer ball roll to a stop, her gaze flat and steady on Claire's face, betraying zero emotion whatsoever.]
I am considered unusual even among the other mutants. There have been...complications regarding my social interactions.
(ALL OF SASUKE'S "PASSES" WOULD ODDLY BE AIMED AT FAI'S FACE B|)
I met someone here a while back who told me something like that. His name was... Mr. Lensherr, I think. He said he was a mutant, too.
[...And he said some other things, too, things going right in line with what Laura just said about social acceptance.]
So your... [Mutations? Powers?] The kinds of things you can do -- is each one different?
(FAI: /EASILY~ DODGES~ EVERYTHING~ "MY GOODNESS, SASU-KYUUN, YOU'RE REALLY BAD AT THIS GAME~!")
A wide array of mutations exists. [Or did exist, rather, but that information is unnecessary to this conversation.] Some individuals possess similar powers, while others are wholly unique so far as we are aware.
[It isn't to her, at least, as long as those claws aren't pointed in her direction or anything. Her experience with the superhuman has been anything but positive -- Wesker, Alexia, Tyrants -- but Claire knows firsthand that appearances and DNA are just... things. Features. It's the mind behind them that matters.
Like Steve. Even after he changed, he still...
Her eyes drop, the look in them fleetingly grim, and a second later she redirects them to the ball she was going after previously. Reaching it, she kicks it up into her hands and holds it against her hip; by the time she looks at Laura again, her lighthearted air is back.]
Good game. Maybe we can get a bigger group together sometime and have a real match. [SHE CALLS DIBS ON BEING ON LAURA'S TEAM o/]
[Claire's words seem earnest, and Laura doesn't detect any hint of a lie in her heartbeat. Still, she doesn't feel the need to comment. If things are better here, then they are better. If they are the same, nothing has changed. If they are worse--which seems the most likely in a strange location and situation like this--then Laura will simply deal with it and survive, just as she always has.
...Would Claire, she wonders, qualify as someone we should die for...? She is clearly not a mutant, but she does not seem to be anything other than what she portrays herself as. She does not seem like a bad person.
X tilts her head a bit at the mention of a real match.]
"A real match" would be..."fun."
[She says it almost more like a question, clearly seeking affirmation on this point.]