<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/J8PJSe0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Laura Kinney | Wolverine<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Danger Room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 1st, 2017, early afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Piotr Rasputin | Colossus, Salem Summers | Cyclops, Jonothon Starsmore | Chamber, Betsy Braddock | Psylocke, Kitty Pryde | Shadowcat<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Laura is a glutton for compliments, even ones from Salem. She's ready to lead the van<br/><hr/><br/>There was still too much talking for her liking, but after Laura got to say her piece, and nobody vehemently denied her, she sat back on her heels and decided to listen. Wolverine suffered from the duality of being bred and trained as a solo assassin, but also yearning to be a member of a team, to honor Logan. It was in her nature to not take orders, to formulate her own plan, so she bristled as she was slotted into the rear attack, or the van, or even the reserves, but she knew she had to listen to them and begin to develop her own sense of mission strategy. Frustrated, she gave a loud, throaty grunt and tried to focus, cracking a smirk as Betsy's tongue 'slipped', referring to the wanna-be ringleader as a girl scout. The two of them had grumbled about Salem over beers in the past; Back then, 'Cyclops' had been a joke, something to make fun of the uptight redhead and to take some of the hot air out of her big head. But since then, the visored girl had claimed the nickname as her code name, and seeing her even crack a grin at 'girl scout' was an interesting surprise.<br/><br/>Just when Laura thought they were close to ready, as a plan seemed to be materializing, another entered the danger room, the door cracking open seemingly from thin air atop of their skyscraper rooftop. A moment after Psylocke spoke telepathically to them, another British voice sounded in her mind as Chamber introduced himself. Laura's nose wrinkled beneath her mask, wondering how a voice spoken inside of one's head could have an accent... Kitty Pryde spoke up, and solidified her position in the team as the rear flanker, though when she mentioned coming back around to 'beat ass', Laura snorted lowly, wondering if the skinny shifter could fight as much as she could talk.<br/><br/>Her attention shifted to Colossus, their team leader for this very second, despite how authoritatively Cyclops spoke. Once again, the burly, steel-skinned Russian knew how to earn a smile from Laura, her gruff snarl fading as he spoke reverently about her ability as a fighter.<strong>"You got it, Pete,"</strong>Wolverine chuffed with a nod; she'd purposely distanced herself from the group, but now took a prideful place among them, standing beside Piotr himself, arms crossing over her chest. She was ready for this fight; Whatever else Colossus decided, she knew her role, and would fill it, and she would make them all see that she wasn't a loose cannon, or an animal, or a crazy person.<br/><br/>Still thinking proudly of herself as Piotr's right-hand woman, her illusions were shattered when Colossus passed leadership of the mission to Cyclops. The other woman glanced around at the others, then her imperceptible gaze fell onto Wolverine herself. Laura was good at reading people, and Cyclops seemed to wear her feelings on her sleeve, to make up for her dumb eyes being covered up all the time. She knew that she was under Salem's skin, and it was so tempting to dig deeper in there, to say something that would shatter Red's confidence. But if their leader got shook, it wouldn't bode well for the team, especially not if Laura was blamed for it. Still, she didn't flinch or back down as that ruby quartz visor stared into the white eyes of the Wolverine cowl; After a tense moment, Salem surprised her, praising Laura's abilities, to which Wolverine gave the stiffest nod imaginable. She was fooled by Salem's confident tone and left confused as to what the redhead really thought about her, but was satisfied with her new, elevated assignment, nodding once more as she agreed to lead the vanguard.<br/><br/><strong>"Non-lethal, got it. Don't need these claws to kick some bad guy butts."</strong><br/><br/><em>Is this what it feels like to be on a team?</em>Their plan seemed to have fallen into place. As much as she didn't want to take orders from Salem, what she proposed made sense, and if Piotr said she was the leader, Laura could accept that, at least for now.