4474/Lost Siblings

Lost Siblings
Date of Scene:	18 May 2018
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	X-23, Daken

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X-23 has posed:
It's been a long trip, so far, from the facility. That's okay...X-23 is pretty self-sufficient. She's hunted where she needed to for food, and used stolen wealth where she could to get through distances. She's guided by the letter and pictures her mother left her, and most people have been put off enough by her taciturn manner to leave her alone.

Which is as she prefers it. But now, she's getting closer to the area, and the closer she gets the more she has to work to try and narrow things down. And that means interacting with society, some. She's headed towards a gas station. Lots of travelers, a place where she can get info, be on her way, and no one thinks twice.

Daken has posed:
Daken had been doing some minor traveling too...but not nearly so much as she had been. Moving from Metropolis back to New York isn't too far of a jaunt, but it's a jaunt nonetheless that he usually drives to take. Nevertheless, he's wearing a long jacket with fur around the trim and other usual clothing. Pants, shirt, fingerless gloves...the whole nine. Though right now, he's filling up his tank from a quite nice car.

However, a scent touches his nose....reminds him of his father, and he turns his head to find Laura sneaking up to just maybe get some gas and maybe even some food or other sorted essentials.

With a raised brow, he turns to follow her. Hopefully until he's about right behind her before he speaks. "Can I help you find something?"

X-23 has posed:
That won't happen. She's too well trained to let someone get behind her, and she picks up the scent the same way he did. Once he's about ten feet away, she turns, as he speaks. Her eyes look him over, top to toe, as she considers him. Like the photo. But not the photo. "Who are you?" X-23 isn't one for a lot of words. Her body language is tense; ready to act if not acting yet.

Daken has posed:
He's definitely not the guy in the photo. That's the Elder Claw. AKA Wolverine. Logan. He goes by so many names that it's frustrating sometimes to really think about it. Though he lifts up his hands defensively as she questions who he is. "Calm down. I'm not here to fight ya little lady. Just want to know who you are...you have a very recognizeable scent." He offers a small smile to her.

"My name is Daken. Daken Akihiro. At your service." Unlike her, he looks completely calm. Sure, being able to recover from pretty much any form of death does leave one to be extremely confident. At least when it comes to winning or losing. "What's your name?"

Though don't let his body language fool you. He can fight like the monster who his father is.

X-23 has posed:
She looks back at him. "So do you." He smells a little like her. At least to people who have the same kind of crazily enhanced senses that both of them do. "Laura." she answers, relaxing her posture, at least a little. The name rings no bells for her, and she watches him carefully. After a moment, she'll display the photo of Logan. "You know him?"

Daken has posed:
Daken remains silent as she seems to slightly analyze him, his eyes locking onto her own. Though...when she finally tells him her name, he smiles. "Nice to meet you Laura. No last name? Eh, I can probably help with that." Though she flashes him that picture of Logan, and he looks it over.

"Unfortunately." is all he says. "Yeah, I know him. He's my father."

X-23 has posed:
Her expressions are minimal, but his last comment gets a reaction. A slight tilt of the head. An expression of curiosity. Another top-to-toe visual inspection. If he's Logan's son, and she's Logan's clone, that makes him her...son? Brother? A little of both, maybe.

She puts the photo away, and says, simply "I need to find him."

Daken has posed:
Definitely makes them siblings...because technically she was born by a surrogate mother. Either way, Daken nods lightly to her as she speaks. "Well....I can get you to him little sister. He's in Westchester. Either in a log cabin or at a place called Harry's Hideaway. A bar." he tells her exactly where to find him. "Tell you what. I'm already headed to New York. How about I take you there? I'm headed to a school there. Called Xavier's School for the Gifted. I think you'd be safe there...be with people alot like us. I'm an advisor there. I'll get you there."

X-23 has posed:
She tenses up a little bit at the "sister" comment. But she can't afford to argue too much. Not when he's offering to get her exactly where she needs to be. The petite girl nods, after thinking for only a short moment. "Ok." she says. "Where's your car?" Still not one for a lot of words. But her body language is more relaxed now, after that brief tense-up.

Daken has posed:
Daken smiles a bit at her when she finally agrees and he points at the Nissan Maxima over presently getting fueled up. "Right over there. Getting fueled up. Come on." and he moves on over to the car to get into the drivers seat. "In the passenger seat." he smiles softly to her

X-23 has posed:
She nods, and will move over to the car. No baggage to carry, and her only action as she gets near to it, other than opening the door, is to take a good scent of it, "recognizing" it in case she needs to find it later by scent. She climbs into the car, and closes the door, waiting not-so-patiently for the trip to begin

Daken has posed:
Laura gets into the car and Daken finishes filling her up! Setting the gas nozzle back into it's little slot, he's back into the car and he starts it up...and the road trip begins! Driving down the highway, He starts in the direction of Westchester, as promised.

"...so, what's your story little sis? Get a government pissed off at you?"

X-23 has posed:
She looks over, eyes narrowed just a bit at the "little sis". Still, she's quiet a moment before offering up some words. "Laura. And some, yes. People are after me. My mother sent me here. You work for this school?" That's one of the other pictures she's carrying.

Daken has posed:
Daken looks at her. "Hm..well, join the club sunshine. Not the only one in the family who happens to have people after them." he tells her pretty easily. Nevertheless his eyes shift then from the road to her. "Yeah. I work there. It's more of a hobby then anything. I help with new arrivals and general advisement. I think you'd do pretty good there, all things considered."

X-23 has posed:
"School does not sound like a hobby." Laura offers, as they drive down the road. "It is where my mother wanted me to go. It is where I will go." Very matter-of-fact, very to-the-point. "I am not worried about people after me." None of this particular family has to worry TOO much about that; people hunting any of them are in for a bad day.

Daken has posed:
Daken can only mildly chuckle then. "Yeah...guess not. But, oh well. I tend to prefer always staying on the move. But you'll be good at Xavier's. Your mom was a smart lady to send you there." he smiles to her warmly as he looks forward. Yeah...anyone who wants to go after the Howlett bloodline is in for a rather brutal awakening that normally starts with 'SNIKT!'.

Either way, they are well on their way to getting to where they need to go.