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FOR BELLA - LAURA (X-23) VS. NATE (X-MAN). Seeing as I know very minimally about her, hopefully I get the core part of this down, especially considering the context.
This was insane, why would -
Don't just think, act, Nate! He had to remind himself that this wasn't a simulation or anything like that, this was real. Having been through what he had, he should've realized this by now. But this was still unreal - one minute they were chatting about how he'd try and reintroduce himself to Scott and the others, the next, she was trying to claw his damn throat out.
“Hey, Laura! Snap out of it, girl!” No answer, and if he hadn't teleported out of the way, she would've ripped him to shreds. “Close one...” Alright, that didn't work, let's try seein' what's goin' on in that head of yours.
A snarl, and she launched herself at him again, every fiber of her body screaming to take him down. What little rationality she had left wasn't responding, overtaken by primal instinct. This wouldn't stop until there was nothing left, no ifs, ands, or buts about that. But he had put up a telekinetic shield, and Laura found herself bouncing off it, only to slam against a wall. “... Damage minimal,” she said in a soft monotone as she straightened.
“You've gotta be kiddin'.” Times like this Nate wished Tim were here - having Red Robin on his side was an incredible asset. Though at the same time, that was one more possible casualty to this fight. But sometimes he couldn't deny that he was a great person to have around, no matter how short their time talking to each other via the community was. Sure as hell made dealing with Wesker easier.
Another yell from her, a moment too late to dodge, and he felt one of her claws dig into his side. Thankfully he had moved a bit on reflex to avoid her hitting any vital organs. Good t' know I haven't gone completely soft, at least. He had to act fast, though. Turning his telekinesis inward, he began to levitate, keeping his feet away from her foot blades - Almost forgot about those - and grabbing her free hand. “... sorry,” he said softly, left eye beginning to glow even more powerfully than before, and he felt that familiar jolt of reaching to touch her subconscious.
Here we go … get in, figure out what the hell is happenin' here, and get out - quick. He knew the shock would wear off fairly fast considering her current state, so time was definitely of the essence here. Come out, come out, wherever you are …
This was insane, why would -
Don't just think, act, Nate! He had to remind himself that this wasn't a simulation or anything like that, this was real. Having been through what he had, he should've realized this by now. But this was still unreal - one minute they were chatting about how he'd try and reintroduce himself to Scott and the others, the next, she was trying to claw his damn throat out.
“Hey, Laura! Snap out of it, girl!” No answer, and if he hadn't teleported out of the way, she would've ripped him to shreds. “Close one...” Alright, that didn't work, let's try seein' what's goin' on in that head of yours.
A snarl, and she launched herself at him again, every fiber of her body screaming to take him down. What little rationality she had left wasn't responding, overtaken by primal instinct. This wouldn't stop until there was nothing left, no ifs, ands, or buts about that. But he had put up a telekinetic shield, and Laura found herself bouncing off it, only to slam against a wall. “... Damage minimal,” she said in a soft monotone as she straightened.
“You've gotta be kiddin'.” Times like this Nate wished Tim were here - having Red Robin on his side was an incredible asset. Though at the same time, that was one more possible casualty to this fight. But sometimes he couldn't deny that he was a great person to have around, no matter how short their time talking to each other via the community was. Sure as hell made dealing with Wesker easier.
Another yell from her, a moment too late to dodge, and he felt one of her claws dig into his side. Thankfully he had moved a bit on reflex to avoid her hitting any vital organs. Good t' know I haven't gone completely soft, at least. He had to act fast, though. Turning his telekinesis inward, he began to levitate, keeping his feet away from her foot blades - Almost forgot about those - and grabbing her free hand. “... sorry,” he said softly, left eye beginning to glow even more powerfully than before, and he felt that familiar jolt of reaching to touch her subconscious.
Here we go … get in, figure out what the hell is happenin' here, and get out - quick. He knew the shock would wear off fairly fast considering her current state, so time was definitely of the essence here. Come out, come out, wherever you are …