It was after a long day at the Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters, most of the mansion was dark and most of the students were in bed. The only light that could be seen from the outside was the dim kitchen light.
Wherein a tan, girl with long hair half in her face sat at the kitchen's island over a soda, with her chin in her hand. She, in just some borrowed jeans and a pink shirt that looked wrong with her colors, had spent the day at the mall in an attempt to...,socialize at Kurt's begging draging her out. They were now banned from the arcade there.
Laura, as it was the name X-23 took after some pressing, was attempting to drown her sorrows. But had been stopped from grabbing a beer.
The beer was instead in Logan's hand as he leaned on the island across from her, currently he was drinking most of it in one go.
"I'm bad at this..." she grumbled out.
"C'mon kid. You aren't that bad. Just takes time, all the stuff is somethin' you learn." Logan shrugged
"I know how to learn." She replyed with a glare, as if it was an insult.
"It's one of the reasons I was picked.." she mumbled, "not like the others."
Logan almost spit out his beer.
"Others, kid?" He felt anger come back to him. Those bastards had other kids! But Laura just nodded as if this was a stupid question, moving a few strades of hair from her eyes.
"X-12, 16, and 20. They're worse by design."
"They had others there?!"
She didn't even seemed phased by his yelling, she rolled her eyes. "X-20 dosent take orders, Sixteen couldn't handle the process- he bleeds, and 12 is just...there's no mind to 12. He's an animal. He'll attack anyone and anything so he spends his time in suspended animation until a way to control him is found. They're hopeless at everything. Only kept around because some of the scientists were opposed to "killing an innocent life"."
"You know where they are?"
"...yeah? Why?"