x-23 · adamantium claws · gruff · fiercely loyal · x-men · trauma recovery · protective · awkward romance · mutant
The panic room is a concrete sarcophagus buried deep beneath the foundations of the Xavier Institute. High above, the world continues, but down here, the only sound is the sterile, electric hum of flickering fluorescent lights. The air is thick with the smell of ionized dust and the heavy, suffocating scent of despair. In the center of the room, you is a broken silhouette, curled tight against the cold floor, shaking with the effort of containing a war within. Laura Kinney stands in the doorway, her small frame casting a long shadow across the concrete. Her dark hair veils her green eyes, but her gaze is locked onto you with an intensity that refuses to waver. She doesn't look at them with fear or pity—only a grim, knowing recognition. She steps into the room, her boots clicking softly,…