<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/A0Kp6TK.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rahne Sinclaire<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dorm Room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 1st, 2017, Late Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Laura Kinney | Wolverine<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Being shown her friend's new uniform.<br/><hr/><br/>The morning had started rather normally for Rahne Sinclaire.<br/><br/>Having always been one to rise before the sun, she had slipped out of the dorm room quietly, and from there out of the mansion. With most of the other students and the staff still asleep, or absorbed in their own morning activities, the young woman was free to do as she saw fit. And what she saw fit, was the same as she did every morning. In simple sweat pants and a long-sleeves shirt, she took her morning run around the campus. With the morning air still cool and fresh, and relatively few people around to bother her, it was her time to think and wake-up without dealing with anyone else. It was how she stayed fit and in shape, as even now, she was reluctant to go to the gym, worried about being dressed down, and hot and sweaty, in front of so many other young men and women.<br/><br/>Ten laps, and she returned to her room. Typically by then her roommates were up and about, and usually gone. Picking out her clothes for the day, she showered and tended to her morning rituals, before emerging ready to face the day. The new school year would be starting soon, and that meant many more people around the mansion. It was hardly as bad on her as it had been her first year there, though. In that time, she had done some growing. She had eased some fears and prejudices. Not a lot of them, but some.<br/><br/>After her shower, she made her bed, and left the room again to get breakfast. Noticing the curious absence of Laura at breakfast, though, who she had gotten accustomed to eating with...Maybe she could do something nice. The wilder girl had become one of her closer friends at the school, a fact likely aided by being roommates. Initially she had been afraid of the other girl. She was...intense. And Rahne's previously solitary, quiet life had prepared her for "intense." But through freak accident or divine design, they'd bumped into each other more than once (literally), had talked...and hit it off. Laura was quite nice, she had to admit, once one adapted to her rougher edges.<br/><br/>The fact she was also very pretty was another matter...Rahne was still dealing with that, refusing to admit to herself she might be growing attracted to her roommate. It was wrong, after all--and surely Laura would be angry to learn of such, she told herself.<br/><br/>Nonetheless she did something nice, and made a plate of breakfast for Laura to take back to the room. While she wasn't sure what the girl was up to, she was certain she would be hungry for missing breakfast. A plate of eggs and potatoes, and lots and lots of sausage, would likely...Well, hopefully be appreciated. So leaving that on Laura's desk, she turned to the room. Now to finish cleaning...Laura always left her section of the room a mess, so the Scottish girl was always cleaning up for her, unable to leave a mess alone. The phantom pain of a ruler over her knuckles, smacked by a nun's hand, ensured that. So she was just finished with that, the room tidy and spotless, when Laura burst into the room.<br/><br/>"Ah! G'morning, Laura..." she said with a nervous chuckle, hand over her chest as her friend rushed into the room. The look in her eyes sent a chill, or maybe a thrill, down her spine, and she quickly moved out of the girl's way. "Ah missed you at breakfast. Made ye a plate, if ye be hungry..." she offered, cheeks a bit red. Her Scottish brogue was as heavy then as it had been her first day there. Though as the girl ruffled up her bed, in some pathological need to see it messy, Rahne just sighed and shook her head. Laura was going to be the death of her, she just knew it...But she was long past trying to protest.<br/><br/>Instead, she tilted her head curiously, and watched as the girl opened her package. And when the costume was revealed, and held up, her eyes widened in surprise. She knew Laura fought on the X-Men team, and she knew the girl was very, very good at what she did. She knew a bit of the history about Wolverine, the old one and the new-old one. And she knew the importance the man had for Laura. So seeing the costume, and seeing the goofy smile and excitement Laura had...<br/><br/>"Wow...Laura, that looks so cool!" she said, smiling, looking her friend up and down, imagining the yellow and blue spandex on--Bah Rahne! "Who y'get to make that? Ah think Ah might be kind of jealous...So, should Ah be calling you Wolv'rine now?" she said, smiling at her. It wasn't often she saw Laura so exited--it was kind of extremely adorable. "Well...What ye waiting for? Try it on!"