<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/Sc0daiw.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Laura Kinney | Wolverine<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the school lawn<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 1st, 2017, early morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jean Grey<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Laura geeks out over her new uniform<br/><hr/><br/>Laura made a throaty, animalistic noise at the mention of the tree and her 'tension'. Just because Jean was right didn't mean that Laura appreciated the psycho-analysis, but at least Jean was nice enough, or smart enough, not to press Laura to talk about it.<strong>"What's this?"</strong>Laura asked curiously, excitement rising in her belly. She'd mentioned before that she wanted to take up the mantle of Wolverine; Plus, she knew that Jean had a thing for designing costumes, as she'd had a hand in Laura's previous uniform. She might have been getting ahead of herself a bit, but she had an idea of what was in the bag that Jean held out for her, and her green eyes were wide with wonder.<br/><br/>Nervous hands plucked the bag away from the psychic and dove into the container, fingers fishing against a spandex-y, leather-y fabric that felt good to touch. She pulled it out and dropped the bag to her feet, needing both hands to examine the piece of fabric she was now holding; After taking a moment to orient and realize which way was up, Laura realized she was holding the bottom portion of the Wolverine uniform. Sleek navy blue around the knees and hips, yellow around the inner thigh and navel.<strong>"Oh my gosh, wow,"</strong>she whispered in amazement, her hands visibly trembling. Normally Laura carried herself as a macho badass, sometimes trying too hard to be the spitting image of Logan. But in that moment, thrilled by her gift, she showed her age as she babbled like an excited teen.<br/><br/>She dropped the bottoms into the bag and grabbed the other piece. There was the same color scheme of navy and yellow, the navy climbing up the sides with yellow diamonds cut out of it. She'd held Logan's uniform before, and while it had the correct design, this was obviously built with her in mind, as it was much thinner and had been designed for a woman's bust.<strong>"Jeanie, it's so good. How do you know it'll fit?"</strong>Her eyes never left the uniform, not even looking up at the psychic, mesmerized as she held the cowl in her hand, the most signature part of the piece with two jutting blue 'ears' coming out of either side.