Visitation

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Strikers: Monster, Wolverine, Crystal

Monster:
Strikers

Crystal: Y/N?!

Laura looked up from her book to find the princess walking into the lounge room. Crystal stopped when she spotted her laying on the couch.

But the thing was that Laura looked unusually comfortable. She wore a tank top that showed off her abs and shorts that reached to her mid thigh. Her hair was also tied up in a bun and it was clear that her toe nails were recently painted.

The two stared at each other for a moment in silence.

Crystal: Uh...

Laura: Everyone is gone already to finish installing the other teleporters.

Crystal: Uh...

Laura: And should you go and tell anyone about what you are currently witnessing, I will personally rip your spine out through your nose.

Crystal stood there for a moment. She seemed unfazed. So Laura raised a brow.

Laura: Nothing? Fine. You tell anyone about this, I'll tell everyone that you have a crush on Y/N.

Crystal: So, you're just training, huh?!

Laura smirked at her success as evident of Crystal's red cheeks.

Laura: So, why are you looking for the idiot?

Crystal: I just....personal stuff. And for the record, I-I don't have a crush on that mutant. I'm simply...intrigued by his power.

She crossed her arms as Laura looked at her. She then rubbed the back of her neck for a moment.

Crystal: So, uh, you wouldn't happen to know where he is, would you?

Laura shrugged.

Laura: He said that he was going to go visit someone. Asshole wouldn't say who, though.

Crystal: He's visiting someone? He didn't say anything about seeing the Program. Is there something going on with the Avengers?

Laura: Don't know, don't care. If he dies, I'm pretty sure leadership gets turned over to me.

The room fell into silence. Laura suddenly stood up, uncaring that her tank top had fallen off her shoulder and was now exposing her boob.

Laura: We need to find him ASAP!
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Guard: And what's your reason for visiting?

You raised a brow at the question. He waited for you to answer but you gestured to your costume. He just sat there.

You sighed.

Y/N: Buiness.

Guard: Name?

Y/N: Monster.

Guard: Last name?

Y/N: Uh....Power?

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