[Saturday afternoons are her favorite. She gets to sleep in and not have to worry about getting to class on time, and she usually gets to spend all day in the company of her dad. Motorcycle rides often happen after lunch, and they generally end up at a park or rest stop somewhere that she can run around and get out all of that pent up energy. This Saturday, though, Logan's out on a mission.
The atmosphere in the mansion is quiet and tense, as most of the kids wait to hear word that the X-Men will return safely. It's always like that when they leave, the kids wait and worry while the adults go to save the day.
Ororo's one of the few left behind, to keep an eye on and protect the children. Laura tries to stay out of her way so she doesn't add stress to what already must be there, but as the day wears on and she becomes increasingly anxious over whether or not her father's okay she goes to seek the woman out.
Laura doesn't know her mother, and only vaguely remembers the nurses in the facility she had been created. Storm is like a mother figure to her in many ways, though Laura won't ever actually admit that out loud. Her actions speak loud enough on their own, though. The way she willingly slips her hand into Ororo's as she creeps up beside her says enough about the trust that's there.]
Has he called?
[She knows that they stay in touch via communicators. Maybe he's checked in with word that they're on their way back.]
[ Many things have changed since Logan came back to the mansion with a daughter in tow, but some things remain painfully the same. Like this waiting game, trying to stay busy so you don't think about all the things that could potentially be going wrong right this second.
Clouds hang heavy over the school, the result of 'Ro being just a little bit too preoccupied to properly disconnect from the world around her to stop it from reflecting her state of mind.
Laura's hand in hers wakes her up to this fact a little, and before she addresses the child her eyes briefly cloud over white, and the clouds disperse. Then she looks down at the girl with a sad little smile on her lips. ]
No, honey. Not yet.
[ It's way too soon to be expecting word from the team, but she doesn't blame Laura for wanting time to move faster. ]
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The atmosphere in the mansion is quiet and tense, as most of the kids wait to hear word that the X-Men will return safely. It's always like that when they leave, the kids wait and worry while the adults go to save the day.
Ororo's one of the few left behind, to keep an eye on and protect the children. Laura tries to stay out of her way so she doesn't add stress to what already must be there, but as the day wears on and she becomes increasingly anxious over whether or not her father's okay she goes to seek the woman out.
Laura doesn't know her mother, and only vaguely remembers the nurses in the facility she had been created. Storm is like a mother figure to her in many ways, though Laura won't ever actually admit that out loud. Her actions speak loud enough on their own, though. The way she willingly slips her hand into Ororo's as she creeps up beside her says enough about the trust that's there.]
Has he called?
[She knows that they stay in touch via communicators. Maybe he's checked in with word that they're on their way back.]
Sorry that I took forever to get back to this <3
Clouds hang heavy over the school, the result of 'Ro being just a little bit too preoccupied to properly disconnect from the world around her to stop it from reflecting her state of mind.
Laura's hand in hers wakes her up to this fact a little, and before she addresses the child her eyes briefly cloud over white, and the clouds disperse. Then she looks down at the girl with a sad little smile on her lips. ]
No, honey. Not yet.
[ It's way too soon to be expecting word from the team, but she doesn't blame Laura for wanting time to move faster. ]