4815/Tears. Fists. Socks.

Tears. Fists. Socks.
Date of Scene:	04 July 2018
Location:	Xavier's School
Synopsis:	Erika helps Laura with her emotions. Laura gives Erika a sock to see how well she fights.
Cast of Characters:	Souvenir, X-23

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Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir races after the fleeing Laura. "Laura? Are you.. Ugh. How are you feeling?" She doesn't know her very well, but she worries about her. She also knows that Laura processes, well.. EVERYTHING really really weirdly. For all she knows, Laura might collapse in a sobbing pile. Might stare at her like a robot and make weird noises. Might disembowel her. She hopes it isn't the last one. She feels horrible watching her in obvious pain like that, though.

X-23 has posed:
Laura stops, when Erika calls her. She looks back, and for the first time, there's a more or less visible sign of emotion; tears rolling down from her eyes. She's not bawling. Just...tear overflow. Her voice is frustrated, confused. Pained. "My eyes are leaking." she says, in that mix of frustration and confusion.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir offers her arms. "Those are tears. You're crying. That's normal." She sighs concernedly. "Can I hug you? It might feel better.." She bites her lip a little bit, because Laura never really talked much about anything when she was around. She's not sure what to do other than maybe let her hug and talk it out.

X-23 has posed:
Laura doesn't know emotions. Or hugs, really. She nods. "I promise I will not kill you." she says, since Erika has seemed worried about that.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir nods. That... helps, actually. "Well.. Come here." She pauses, then remembers that Laura is probably unclear on the concept and slooowly approaches, making sure she doesn't flinch away or anything.

She wraps her carefully into her arms and soothingly pats her on the back, concernedly trying to help her feel safe. "When something hard happens to me and it hurts, it's like there's all these little pieces of confusing upsetness inside of me, and I want somebody to be there and be close to me."

She sighs. "And a lot of the times it helps if I can talk about how I am feeling, because a lot of the little pieces don't make sense until I do, and then when I talk about it it starts to feel like something I can deal with. Like.. Instead of being 'Scary things all around me' it's just certain things, and I know where they are and what they are and I can start to decide how to deal with it."

X-23 has posed:
The brunette frowns, and is clearly lost. She wraps her arms around Erika, trying to mimic her. "I...do not know what to do." she admits, awkwardly.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir just softly hugs her, hoping she relaxes a little bit. "It's okay, you're doing fine. How do you feel? Go ahead and talk as much as you feel like. You'll probably figure more stuff out as soon as you say it." She looks at Laura quietly, paying attention to her concernedly.

X-23 has posed:
"I...was just a weapon. And then mother told me I was more. And now she is dead. And she told me to find him. And...now I do not know what to do. I do not know where to go. I..." She lets Erica go and wipes her eyes in frustration.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir lets you go and nods, listening. "I think you are a lot more than just a weapon. Finding out what all else you are is hard, and we all have to figure it out for ourself. I don't know who to talk to either. Nobody does. Hmm.. Think of it like, you are promoted? Now you get to, you know. Command yourself. There's going to be, like, a learning curve, right?"

She sighs and looks concerned. "I don't know exactly what you should do? But I'm happy to talk with you and help you to figure it out, if you want me to."

X-23 has posed:
The brunette looks over. "You are..." She frowns, and then finally says "I am sorry I made you afraid." It's the first time she's ever apologized for anything. She looks to Erika. "Thank you. For the advice. I do not know what to do. But I do not think there are answers."

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir nods. "You're welcome. And yeah. I wish there was answers. I'm sure you will figure out what you can do." She frowns and thinks.

After a moment, she offers, "I think your dad is like you are too. I don't think he knows what to do very well either. So he probably says a lot of things that really hurt. Maybe later he will think of something better to say and you can try again, and he will probably be a little bit less, well.. infuriating. I mean, he's probably still going to kind of suck at being a dad, but he doesn't sound like he has any practice either, so, you know. It's kind of expected. He'll learn."

X-23 has posed:
"I will have to think about it." Laura's at a loss for options. Or answers. And what she feels is primarily just...a melange of negative emotions. "I need time to think."

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir hms, "It's like working with a team.. You can't just throw new people together and hav them working together great, they have to keep working with each other and learning how to work with each other. It's always kind of like that. I don't know how much that fits with what you've experienced yet.." She frowns some, not knowing enough to be comfortable with metaphors.

She nods agreeably. "Yeah, definitely think about it. I do all the time. It helps. If you want to talk more later we can. Or if you want to come do something different with me that's good too. You can teach me something maybe. I feel kind of useless right now." Hopeful smile.

X-23 has posed:
"I can teach you how to fight." Laura offers. "I do not have a great deal of skills other than combat training." She spreads her hands awkwardly.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir nods. "Okay. I'd like that." She thinks. "You can, like.. break it down and stuff. I'm getting a *few* ideas about what I can do, but I don't want to make it into a total bad move, right? I mean, what if I grabbed part of your old shirt and forgot I can't heal and don't have claws? I'd get hurt so bad. So like.. You can help me figure out what to do. If we're going to be getting shot at by cyborgs a lot and all." She's been thinking some, obviously, but the explanation? Might need work. She smiles and watches you a bit. "So like, if you have any ideas about THAT? You can let me know next time."

X-23 has posed:
Laura looks thoughtful...then crouches down, and takes off a shoe and a sock, before offering the sock over to Erika. "Only one way to find out." Even without the claws, the girl still has years of hardcore training.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir oohs and takes the sock. "What, here? now?" She licks her lip thoughtfully, then takes off her shoe and sock. She sits down on the floor, takes a deep breath, and pulls your sock onto her foot. She takes a deep, ragged breath, eyes fluttering closed, and shivers visibly, then pulls it on and slips her shoe back on. Now she smells just a teeny, tinty bit like you. "Okay, I haven't really popped the top on this sock yet. What do you have in mind?"

X-23 has posed:
"You know what I know, yes? Show me." Laura waits a moment, and then snaps off a kick at Erika's head. Even without claws, she still knows how to fight.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir clicks into the zone. She slips just a little bit to the side and uses the twist to drive her fist hard toward Laura's base knee, other hand reaching toward her face viciously.

Tactics. Infiltration. Anatomy. She's already starting to move to eliminate the target. You can already see the chain of ideas dropping into place. Damage balance, disorient, step, crush windpipe, orient, next target.

X-23 has posed:
If anything, Laura gets caught a bit by surprise. She wasn't expecting the assimilation so well and so quick. It hits her knee, and there's a bit of a crack, though it's already healed within an instant. She brings up her own arm to bat Erika's away. "Good. You are learning well."

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir stops in your ready stance, face creepily neutral, eyes defocused a bit to take in your entire body. It's like looking into a mirror, not quite fitting with her normally very expressive appearance. "Good. Next?" Apparently all that twitchy whimpering has an upside after all, if it clicks the skills in that fast.

X-23 has posed:
The slight hint of a smile surrounds Laura's face, and she moves into a flurry of punches and kicks. She's holding back some; enough to try and keep her superior physicality from just winning it for her. "Learn. Train your body."

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir reacts to the attacks brutally, hammering away at your limbs and joints and honestly mostly just beating herself up - but YOUR fighting style doesn't care about things like that - mixed with solid, full power attacks to every lethal target she gets an opening at in between. She's not as strong as you, and she doesn't have your endurance, and she doesn't have your skeleton, and she can't heal the abuse she is slowly doing to her own hands and arms, but she doesn't really seem to be paying it much mind.

After all - You wouldn't.

X-23 has posed:
Laura will only let it go on for about fifteen minutes. Enough time to build up some of the muscles, but not enough to do any real harm. Just a serious workout. She's pulling her own punches to not do real harm, and finally, she steps back and holds up a hand.

"Stop. That is enough."

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir pants, gasping raggedly for air, soaked in sweat, and crumples onto her knees, expecting a reprimand. Why isn't she HEALING? Okay. Now she's starting to notice the pain. She whimpers a bit inspite of her current avoidance of such things. "...." She tries to say something. Pants. Fails.

X-23 has posed:
Laura moves over. "It hurts. But you will get better." It happened to her, so many times. "Come on. You will need to soak." Otherwise, there's going to be tons of ouch. Instead of a little ouch.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir leans on Laura and grabs exhaustedly at her sock on the floor, then goes stumbling off with her. Owwwie. She doesn't even wave at anybody she might pass in the hall. ouch. ouch. such hurt. such bad tactics for her.