A reunion.

[girlverine]

Laura stripped off her uniform top and let it drop to the tile floor, the fabric a wet, sticky mess of blood stains and tears that could barely be called a shirt anymore. After the battle with the would-be goddess, Laura actually felt a little...tired. Almost sore, even. Apparently getting punched by a deity was a bit much even for her healing

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[ex_julianhe]

It had taken Julian a while to get away from the base. He'd found out that Laura had been kidnapped while Josh was recovering, and he'd wanted to leave then. Cyclops, with frustrating predictability, had said no. Leave it to Wolverine, he'll take care of it. Even though Laura had been on his team when she was taken and Wolverine still hadn't been able to stop it happening. Julian was less concerned with that and more with what he could do to help. But, according to Cyclops, that was nothing. And then Josh had been all right, and had left again, and shortly after that the base was attacked zombie-versions of the X-Men's dead friends. Julian had fought, but like the others who'd fought with him, they weren't too clear how they had won. It seemed like the battle had ended on another stage, and he had no idea what had actually happened

[girlverine]

Laura was stepping out of the shower, staring at her reflection across the bathroom to make sure that she had gotten the paint off her face, when she heard the voice. It took her a split second to identify it, masked through the glass and the bathroom door, but it was Julian, she was sure of that. Julian not in the room, but not in the hallway. She sniffed the air a few times to be sure, and then she just stood for a moment

[ex_julianhe]

Okay so, nudity, he hadn't expected. And he should have, because hey, he'd seen that top half of her uniform lying on the floor. How he hadn't processed that this would probably mean nudity was beyond him, except that he hadn't really been thinking. He'd been single-minded about just getting here, finding her, and now here she was wearing barely anything at all.

He swallowed, forced his eyes to stay on hers no matter where else they wanted to wander, and climbed through the open window. For a minute he just looked at her, taking in her wet hair and being distracted by the droplets of water decorating her shoulders

[girlverine]

Laura stepped backwards as Julian climbed inside, keeping one hand pressed into the top of the towel to hold it up as she felt it shift when she moved. On television those things always just stayed up on their own, but this one seemed insistent on falling. Her head was tilted slightly to the side as he spoke, just...watching him, smelling the frustration and irritation and a dozen other emotions rolling off him