<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, Antoinette Laevu | Marionette<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Shock and awe.<br/><hr/><br/>Laura's initial reaction to the food made Rahne fidget a bit. At times she forgot just how suspicious Laura could be. Not quite untrusting, but, it did feel at times as though some of the things she did annoyed or angered the other young woman. Laura was one of her only real friends at the school, or one of the only ones she thought she could call a friend anyway, so the thought of really just being a pest to her...Well, Rahne tried to keep those thoughts shaken off. Her discussion with Professor Xavier was teaching her most of those thoughts came from how she was raised, they were the Reverend's thoughts telling her she was a bother, when in truth she wasn't.<br/><br/>Hopefully.<br/><br/>"Mhm..." she just hummed meekly, and nodded as Laura thanked her. She listened as the girl explained who made the suit, then, humming a bit in thought. She would lie if she said she wasn't tempted, but...She didn't deserve a uniform. She didn't fight on the team. It was only the last number of months she had event started fighting, private training lessons with Logan. "Maybe...Ah don' think Ah could pull a suit like that off, like you." she said, complimenting Laura while putting herself down a bit.<br/><br/>But she was not, in any way, prepared for what Laura did next. When the young woman started stripping, Rahne's green eyes went as wide as saucer's. Her face turned as red as her hair, as Laura's firm, toned body was exposed. The effect on the Scott was shamefully quick, as her heart started to beat faster, her darkest sin seizing her mind. For years now she had struggled with untoward thoughts towards other females. But despite prayer and attempts to replace those thoughts with boys and men, they always returned. Her mouth went dry as a flush rushed through her body. At least Laura was keeping her underwear on--<br/><br/>Or not.<br/><br/>"Oh, Lord and Savior..." she gasped to herself, quickly turning away as Laura stripped completely naked. There was a tremble to her voice, and Laura's keen senses probably could pick up on Rahne's shame. And then it all had to get worse...The dorm room door opened, and in walked another girl. Another attractive girl, her mind had to note, in the state Laura had worked her up in. As repressed as Rahne was, it didn't take much to set her on a path when something like this happened. Something so wrong shouldn't be allowed to look so good. Feeling equal parts shame and embarrassment, and arousal and wonder at how it must feel being the pillow Laura cuddled at night, wide green eyes stared at the new girl.<br/><br/>"Wh-What? Why are...But...N-No, this isn' what it might...Ah..." And her cheeks remained as red as her hair, mortified at the situation. She glanced back at Laura to see if the girl was at least dressing, but nope--all that did was giver her anothe rush as she fidgeted on her feet. "Bathroom, Ah'll...be righ' back..."<br/><br/>And the Scottish girl quickly fled into the bathroom. Cold water...Cold water on face, she needed that, it felt like she was running a fever...