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thisavrou_log2018-01-21 04:56 pm
coercive) wrote in thisavrou_log2018-01-21 04:56 pm
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Who: Laura & Open
When: Backdated to around the 10-15 of this month!
Where: X-fam unit in Chemistry & Greenery
What: Someone please cheer up this very sad child.
Warnings: CW for mentions of past child abuse/experimentation/self-harm
Home Sweet Home
[Laura realizes now how stupid and foolish she was to think she could ever be a "normal" child. Normal children aren't grown inside women that are used as incubators. Normal children know the names of their mother, and aren't tended to by nurses who get reprimanded for treating them like they're people instead of property. Normal children aren't cut open and infused with metal bones, and aren't left alone for hours to cut their arms open so she can watch the gashes heal. Laura has never been normal. She had fooled herself into thinking she could grow up in this place like an almost normal girl though. She had a family, she had a home.
Now most of her family is gone. Charles, Jean, her father.
She knows what happens to her father when he goes back to where they came from. All that's waiting for him is pain and a hole in the ground. There's guilt about that, but mostly there's anger. Anger that this place would give her a family and then take them away. Rage that she let herself become soft, let herself think she was like Eddie and the other children here.
When her family first leaves, she runs straight to Eddie and the others. She stays with them for a while and tries to ignore the fact that her father's gone. But reality quickly sinks in and Laura's left feeling nothing but anger. When she isn't feeling anger she's feeling a dark sadness that consumes her and leaves her unable to do much of anything.
The home she had here floods, and Laura doesn't really care. She finds the wheelchair that Charles had once used and sits in it, ignoring the water. Jean's walkman is taken great care of though, and Laura makes sure not to get it wet as she listens to an upbeat song that only makes her angry because it feels like its mocking how much she misses Jean. The little unicorn toy and copy of Treasure Island her father had gotten her rest in her lap too, and she idly rubs her thumb along the toy as she stops and starts the walkman over and over.
She loses track of time and sits there for what could be hours or days, letting her anger and sadness build until she feels like maybe she could use them as a weapon. ]
Make Your Garden Grow
[The fact will always remain that Laura is a weapon. It's what she was made to be, it's what she was tortured with until she became one. Her father doesn't want her to be what they made her, but she's feeling so angry that he left that she ignores that wish. When she finally feels motivated to leave her flooded unit she packs up her things and marches straight toward the greenery. Her rucksack is tossed to the side and she glares over at her garden. Things are coming to life here, but the sight of them just gets the anger inside her to bubble over. She lunges downward, skidding on her knees right into her portion of the garden. Nill's hard work is left alone, because even in her moment of blind rage and upset she can't bring herself to harm the older girl.
Her claws extend and she hacks and slashes, destroying what she's worked hard on. Tears stream from her eyes as she continues, and only become worse when she lets out a shrill scream that echoes throughout the greenery.
She's so angry and sad that she doesn't know how to express anything, and she definitely doesn't know how to deal with it. So she keeps hacking and cutting, sending dirt and plants flying. This garden reminds her too much of trying to make Charles and Logan proud. She doesn't ever want to see it again.]
When: Backdated to around the 10-15 of this month!
Where: X-fam unit in Chemistry & Greenery
What: Someone please cheer up this very sad child.
Warnings: CW for mentions of past child abuse/experimentation/self-harm
Home Sweet Home
[Laura realizes now how stupid and foolish she was to think she could ever be a "normal" child. Normal children aren't grown inside women that are used as incubators. Normal children know the names of their mother, and aren't tended to by nurses who get reprimanded for treating them like they're people instead of property. Normal children aren't cut open and infused with metal bones, and aren't left alone for hours to cut their arms open so she can watch the gashes heal. Laura has never been normal. She had fooled herself into thinking she could grow up in this place like an almost normal girl though. She had a family, she had a home.
Now most of her family is gone. Charles, Jean, her father.
She knows what happens to her father when he goes back to where they came from. All that's waiting for him is pain and a hole in the ground. There's guilt about that, but mostly there's anger. Anger that this place would give her a family and then take them away. Rage that she let herself become soft, let herself think she was like Eddie and the other children here.
When her family first leaves, she runs straight to Eddie and the others. She stays with them for a while and tries to ignore the fact that her father's gone. But reality quickly sinks in and Laura's left feeling nothing but anger. When she isn't feeling anger she's feeling a dark sadness that consumes her and leaves her unable to do much of anything.
The home she had here floods, and Laura doesn't really care. She finds the wheelchair that Charles had once used and sits in it, ignoring the water. Jean's walkman is taken great care of though, and Laura makes sure not to get it wet as she listens to an upbeat song that only makes her angry because it feels like its mocking how much she misses Jean. The little unicorn toy and copy of Treasure Island her father had gotten her rest in her lap too, and she idly rubs her thumb along the toy as she stops and starts the walkman over and over.
She loses track of time and sits there for what could be hours or days, letting her anger and sadness build until she feels like maybe she could use them as a weapon. ]
Make Your Garden Grow
[The fact will always remain that Laura is a weapon. It's what she was made to be, it's what she was tortured with until she became one. Her father doesn't want her to be what they made her, but she's feeling so angry that he left that she ignores that wish. When she finally feels motivated to leave her flooded unit she packs up her things and marches straight toward the greenery. Her rucksack is tossed to the side and she glares over at her garden. Things are coming to life here, but the sight of them just gets the anger inside her to bubble over. She lunges downward, skidding on her knees right into her portion of the garden. Nill's hard work is left alone, because even in her moment of blind rage and upset she can't bring herself to harm the older girl.
Her claws extend and she hacks and slashes, destroying what she's worked hard on. Tears stream from her eyes as she continues, and only become worse when she lets out a shrill scream that echoes throughout the greenery.
She's so angry and sad that she doesn't know how to express anything, and she definitely doesn't know how to deal with it. So she keeps hacking and cutting, sending dirt and plants flying. This garden reminds her too much of trying to make Charles and Logan proud. She doesn't ever want to see it again.]
garden;
Imagine his surprise when he doesn't find her in her room, though. He has no idea where she could have gotten off to, but thankfully, a high-pitched (and familiar) scream does wonders when it comes to seeking her out.
For a long moment, he simply stands there, watching Laura destroy the poor plants in the only way he figures she knows how to deal with grief: anger. After witnessing enough of the foliage being torn up, Kurt shakes his head and hurries forward.] Laura! [he calls, reaching to gently, yet securely take hold of one of the girl's arms to stop the assault.] Laura, stop. [His voice is soft, but firm.]
It's okay. [Except, it's really not.]
Laura's room
Logan's got years ahead of him, too, in her life, but it's Logan. She should be used to his disappearing act by now, but each time... Each time she misses him and the lingering thought that she'll never see him again twists at her stomach and heart. She doesn't know exactly what Logan's got waiting for him at his home, but she knows what Laura's said: he's dying.
He's dying, going back home to continue dying, which means Laura's father is dying. He's dying, and he's not here anymore.
In short, Rogue needs to be an older sister.
Rogue lets herself into Laura's room, but stands motionless in the doorway for a moment, watching Laura in the wheelchair, listening to the music.
When Laura goes to play the song again, Rogue clears her throat.] Hey, sugar. D'you wanna take a walk or something? I could make you something to eat?
greenery
Until the scream.
It's something primal, harsh, like an animal caught in a trap; a sound every parent dreads, every nightmare compressed into one hard, fearful, nerve-wracking note: a child is hurting, badly. Flynn is swiftly in motion, abandoning his meditation to go investigate.
He doesn't know Laura except by name, and a few scattered generalities that come from being on the same station. Recognizing her, he slows, making sure he's made enough noise for her to hear his approach. Quite a good thing, too, as he sees just what she's hacking into the soil with. Are those- they're coming from her hands. Well, that's different.
No different, he decides, than blue-skinned teens, girls with angel wings, giant robots, or programs out in the User World. Flynn takes a knee a little way from her, and quietly observes, ]
That's an effective tilling method you've got there, kiddo.
Chemistry
There are things he wants to be able to do. To comfort her. To reassure her that everything is alright, that she won't be hurt any more than she already has. All sorts of impossible things. But he won't let perfect be the enemy of good. He may not be able to solve everything but he can offer something. He goes in search of her, some of the leftover Hanukkah candy in his pocket.
He's not above using a bribe, after all
He finds her in a flooded room, using Charles' wheelchair, clutching various things that obviously mean a great deal to her. He hesitates in the doorway a moment, and decides to address the most basic needs first. ]
Have you eaten?
Greenery
His research is only incrementally starting to help him put the pieces together and figure out how to get better -- he's still not sure getting better is possible. Maybe he's supposed to end up like that, but if that's true that's like saying that Eddie is supposed to end up dead and abandoned and so he really can't accept that.
It's been a bit since he last saw Laura and so he had set about looking in the usual places that he knew her to haunt. Eventually, he finds her slashing up her garden. He sees her claws and once they'd made him uncomfortable and afraid to know they were there but he's come not to think much of them. The scream is what's worse to hear because he feels it in his chest and stomach.
He'd been a little ways off watching her but when she keeps slashing he cautiously comes closer. ]
Laura... [ He'd understand if she yelled at him to leave. He'd needed time alone too. ]
greenery
The garden helps her find peace, center herself after so much hurt. But the silence is broken by a scream, one she recognizes. Diana sprints through the greenery, trying to find the girl, and when she finally finds her, shredding her beautiful garden to pieces, tears prick at Diana's eyes. She moves forward, not too quickly but still with purpose, reaching out.]
Laura, please--