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` [ π‘Β²Β³ ] β β BUT YOU KNOW BETTER. YOU ARE NO APE. π½πΎ πΏπ΄π, π½πΎ ππΎπΎπ» ππΎ π±π΄ πππ°πΈπ½π΄π³. YOU ARE THE TIGER. YOU ARE THE SHARK. YOU ARE THE CREATURE IN THE DARK. π πππππππ ππππππππ ππ πππ ππππ ππ π πππππ. AND THEY SHOULD FEAR YOU. THEY WILL FEAR YOU! AND EVENTUALLY, THEY DO. β
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note: under 21 & personal blogs, do not interact. you will be blocked on site. if i break mutuals, don't ask why. most times its cause the vibes weren't vibing, so it's all good & let's part ways.
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[ πΆπΉ ] πΏπΎππππ°ππ°π». this blog will strictly follow comic material to a certain degree. i do not acknowledge any storyline or rendition of laura that is not written by craig kyle, christopher yost, or marjorie liu. ergo, wolverine ( laura ) will never be featured on this blog. i won't select a fc for laura but visually i lean towards the illustrations of mike choi & sana takeda as representations for laura's appearance.
note: while i do not write wolverine ( laura ), this does not limit our muses from interacting if the characters have met in comic canon. if your only exposure or general knowledge of laura is from her mantle as wolverine ( or from films ) , no worries β just please discard any preconceptions when interacting with my laura. i write her very closely to her origin source material from her creators. her personality is different, her diction is different, her beliefs are different. if you need a brief summary of laura's story, i will very gladly fill you in at any time β ask away!
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[ πΆπ» ] ππ·π΄πΌπ΄π. this blog will feature dark & mature topics. i will tag all triggering material appropriately. my only triggers are eye gore & sexual material / images ( this includes sinday prompts / replies ). i kindly ask you use the #nsfw / #usfw tag or the 'read more' feature. i currently have those tags on my blacklist, & it works like a charm. but it only works with your help :)
[ πΆπΌ ] π³ππ½π°πΌπΈπ²π. i'm open to exploring select dynamics / connections between our muses. i love building in-character relations whether its positive or antagonistic, whatever floats the boat. important: shipping will be a hard no on this blog; this is nonnegotiable.
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β β remy? β his name released from her lips with mixed reception. a false surprise, she had picked up his scent far earlier to be truly caught off guard. yet, its his presence alone that causes a rift in her own conviction. a shared history that reminds her of much darker days. when laura was at her lowest, remy was there.
time, their adversary, as years have past since then. laura was braving the world on her own; but no longer alone. her journey with the cajun had taught her as much. even after separating ways, the years have not diluted a fond regard explicitly reserved for him. which naturally subdues her initial hesitation, allowing herself to be more receptive to this sudden reunion. β i did not know you were in town. β
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β my attorney would disapprove of this, β discerning voice interjects deliberately pointed at her present audience. yet, it neither sways or deters the intentional violation of her conditional release. instead, it only hastens her step at the heels of the devil. having earned the court's ear, the astute lawyer was able to secure the mutant's ( limited ) freedom. the masterful art of deception to reduce federal charges to a misdemeanor. it was his cautionary advice that still echoed in her skull. lay low, keep yourself out of trouble.
β this goes against your legal advice, β chasing the devil under moonlight, laura could hardly constitute this as community service. but that was beside the point. right now, their race towards the docks was all that mattered. with each passing interval, their window closing in preventing the latest human traffic ring departing for madripoor. boots skid to a halt over the edge of the tower overlooking the shipping yard. the mutant falling in line & awaiting the devil's lead. scanning the heavily armed patrol covering the maze of containers. β if we make it out, you're fired. β
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β no. β firm objection defies a resolute order. two unmovable forces stuck in a stalemate. neither willing to submit to the other's directive, jeopardizing the integrity of their mission. the mutant stood her ground, planted in front of the towering behemoth of pure stubbornness. blocking his path forward; fists resting at either hip in evident frustration. his plan was flawed; illogical & suicidal. worst of all, at the most critical hour, he was refusing any help. someone has to keep him alive. β i'm coming with you. β
He stares down at her then, unwavering. He can see the war brewing inside her gaze. Who is he? A stranger or a hindrance to her cause? Who is THE BATMAN if not justice for all?
He kneels down to her height then. Hand pulled back, if only to rest his arm over his knee and look at her. His glowing eyes as transparent as they could be through the cowl for her to witness.
" I made a promise, a long time ago, " He started slowly. " That I would not let any other child like I was, feel the loss that you might be feeling right now. " He finished, calmly and gently before he stretched out his hand again. " I will be your friend. Not theirs. " That's already a generous word to extend to GOTHAM's FINEST to begin with. " Will you let me help you? "
loneliness is a quiet wound. a silent scream drowning in the abyss. lost in the noise of violent retribution. it takes a certain darkness to see beyond the carnage. to invite solidarity without judgement. the armor peeled back to expose his own jagged wound. one never truly healed, but a reminder to bear.
the gentleness of his tone becomes an anchor. dispelling the fog of trepidation. his offered hand yet again becoming the promise of undeserving clemency. twice spared the noose of conviction. doubt is a seed rooted in fear. poisoned by the plague of guilt. but not all roots have suffered the affliction. surviving the harshest injustices of human wickedness. proving nature would survive the conditions of programming.
hand answers the petition for benevolence. welcoming his presence not as an obstruction, but an ally. wagering her safety in this newfound kinship. β where will we go? β already the sounds of sirens have begun to muffle her words. anticipation growing but no longer stirring the neurons into a frenzy of desperation. β go β i will follow. β
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audible clicks accompany every step, like the chatter of nipping canines eager for a pound of flesh. predator's gait stalking down the corridor. no haste in the awaiting prey caught in the snares. his scent, it reeked of fire & ash. an otherworldly ascent to an otherwise human scent. a pungent smell that rattled the chained animal in her cage. the quiet unease stirring, twisting at her insides. firing off wild synapsis in a most primal reaction.
clink of steel links jostled over the cold metallic table. pulling taut in good measure, testing the strength of the cuffs against her wrist. a quick release & flicker of the wrist, steel would surrender to adamantium. but an escape would only prompt more scrutiny, more hostility. no other option but to lie in wait. animalistic frenzy of a cornered prey housed in the vessel of a tempered girl awaiting judgement's beast.
β murdock β β initial shock masked beneath a refined composure. yet, adrenaline poured freely underneath the rigid posture. heart stammering, aching blaze of adamantium screaming to be released. they weren't enemies. so why did every atom in her being burned with an unsettling distrust? β you smell . . . different. β
laura sat in idle silence, even after matt had concluded. eyes fixated on his every movement & mannerisms. studying him, piecing apart his diction. devouring the relay of information he may divulge. whether honest or farce. after a moment, the mutant edged closer. trained eyes never breaking contact. words stern, leveled but not without a hint of animosity. β don't worry. i'll survive this. β question is : did he survive it?
The means justify the end. Justification of the corrupt and the righteous. He finds himself teetering between both, too often. But it's a never ending war ; an endless battle ; and he knows the type of loss that type of pain drags along with it. And he knows, how heavy it must be, when there seems to be a stillness that finally takes over.
A sudden quiet that interrupted the noise β a temporary peace in the middle of the war that raged in her gaze.
" Come with me. " A soft offer. A hand pierces through the veil of his cape. A leap of faith for the both of them. Pain is endless, he would know. But tolerance is often found in the company of others. Not on his own.
Maybe β he can give her a reprieve in the meantime.
guilt weighs bones in languish motion, caught in the inner war of salvation or damnation. undeserving of this mercy. yet, selfishly perhaps, laura bridges the gap to meet his offered hand. strength & comfort seeping into her skin, an unexpected reprieve which confused her for a moment. how displaced those feelings were that they almost felt foreign to her.
the closing echo of sirens jolt a sudden reaction. akin to a frightened animal caught in the snares of a predator. causing the mutant to pry back her hand. β wait β β
every step in his wake could mean edging closer to a trap. finally, caging the animal. she had to know he would not betray her trust. β what about them? β gotham's finest & its persistent commissioner. could he turn a blind-eye to the pile of bodies she's marked gotham's street with. β how can i trust you? β naivety resonating from simple words; almost an insult to the unspoken truth. how can he trust her?
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β you stink, β an objective observation but not devoid of reproach. greens trailing the walking blood stain, a ghastly sight truth be told. enough to expel a heavy sigh. some much for a quiet afternoon. an unceremonious entrance, unwelcomed no less. yet, she would weather the consequences of tempering his company. β of chimichangas & disappointment. β
a backhanded analysis, the disguised remark to gauge his disposition. uncertain if prying would result in igniting a landmine. in her limited scope of empathetic social behavior, inductive reasoning called for a form of consolation. β uh- it's taco tuesday. β
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β you don't trust me, β callous divulgence bites back with steel behind teeth. cold & rationalized truth. after all, it was the premise of their relationship. no truer than she was a specimen of the weapon x program & vinicia a product of the red room. distrust a shared sentiment. but equally a dangerous game to be wagered in. sooner or later, it will only yield certain death. just who's was still in play.
β then why did you lead me here? β a sharp objection that halts the endless chase. not bartering another step until deliverance is satisfied. it was a careful play of words. glazing over the unspoken. laura was no puppet, no strings to pull. she came willingly. if anything, to protect.
protect the world from vinicia & any collateral damage she would architect. or so she told herself. it was an easier truth to accept. for the ulterior motive painted something else differently. it was a call for help. no, vinicia doesn't ask for help.
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β welcome home, β leveled voice cuts through the stillness & solitude of the darkness. aged chair groaning in quiet protest, reclined back with boots propped up against the desk's edge. nestled within the embrace of the shadows, the mutant making herself all too comfortable within the disarray of what could only be described as a crime scene. literally.
β your door is broken. β flat deliverance, an overstatement of the obvious. was it truly breaking & entering if the door stood on its last hinges? yellow tape strewn across in idle warning, do not venture inside. stagnant scent of dried blood & gunpowder in the air beckoned otherwise.
rummage of a plastic bag & crack of a soda can dissipates any resonance of tension in the air. β i brought dinner. β already well in to her order, laura pushes the untouched chinese takeout box as an offering. again, ignoring the unspoken elephant in the room as to the reason behind her impromptu visit. β so, was it ninjas or aliens this time... β whisk of chop sticks to accentuate the upheaval of jess' apartment. β ... or fisk? β
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"I'm just a dog with no bite" ok? what if I'm a dog with a bite history? what if I'm the dog who bit and left marks every time someone tried to leave? what if I'm the dog who looks scary but all I need is someone who will have the courage to love me?
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