BAD SHIT HAPPENS TO THE PEOPLE I CARE ABOUT. _______________________________
“So… So, this is what it feels like…”
“No…” Tears burn Laura’s eyes as she holds tighter to Logan’s bloodied chest, fingers curling into the torn fabric of his shirt – her gaze switching back and forth between his face and the levelness of his chest. He was like her. He wasn’t supposed to die. He wasn’t supposed to be able to. She knew first hand what their immortality meant. Like so many of the children back at Transigen, she tried to take her life when she realized what they were gearing them up for. The difference between her mutation and so many of her brother’s and sisters though, was that no matter what she did to herself, no matter how deep she cut– how high she jumped from, they were always able to put her back together and try again. “No.” The word falls from her lips again, this time though, there was a clear anger in it’s release, her small hands closing into fists– pulling, pushing and beating at Logan’s quiet chest before they turn to his face and the waywardness of his beard. She slaps, hits and bears down on him and the well finally overflows, tears streaming down her cheeks, “Despertarse! (Wake up!) Despertarse! Despertarse!” The young mutant was screaming now, shrieking so savagely her throat felt raw– because– because, it was all she could do, the only thing her body would allow her to do, and, God, it was too quiet. Not even the wind dared whistle as it brushed through her hair and over her skin, doing a quick job of drying the blood caked to her hands and face.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, she hears his voice– knows it’s Rictor approaching. Still, when he reaches to brace her shoulder, she turns with a vengeance. Screaming, one of her small hands grab the mutant opposite her by the shirt while the other pulls back into a fist, two pointed and gleaming knives unsheathing from their place inside her. Though he’s visibly shaken, startled by the abruptness of her attack, he doesn’t try to wriggle from her grasp. In fact, he barely moves at all. It was hard to tell why, but that– the trust in his stance, it only enraged her that much more. Laura, their protector– their animal, she can see herself driving her claws forward. She can imagine the way it would feel to punch through straight through his skull and yank back with all the brutality Transigen had programmed her with. “Laura, we have to go. They’re going to keep coming.”
Rictor wasn’t wrong. It was one of the last things Logan said to her. – It was the reason he took his stance against the X-24 in the first place. So she could run, so she could stop fighting. Still, she looks into his face with such exasperation and anger that he could only nod in understanding. One of his hands finally lift, only coming up to gesture to the rest of them, “Okay, okay, we’ll.. We’ll find a good spot for him and we’ll…”
Her brothers and sisters; the very reason she wanted to get to South Dakota, the reason Logan was dead were drawing in toward his body. The reality of it, of everything that had just transpired, causes Laura to shove Rictor to the ground and get between them– her lips pulled back into a snarl. She growls, the sound of it so feral and animalistic it would have surprised even her had she been in the right state of mind. Both claws were out now – held at her sides in obvious warning, “No lo toques. (Don’t touch him.)”
Fear and hesitation played on almost all of their faces, their young bodies going stone still, all except one. Delilah takes a brave step in the savage Wolverine’s direction, one of her hands coming forward – while trembling slightly, to take Laura’s. It would be so easy to turn her wrist and plunge exposed blades into her chest. She would never see it coming, wouldn’t even have the time to feel it before she dropped to the ground. As much as she loved Deliliah, Rictor– or all of them, she hated them in this moment. They just stood there. They had the power, all the power in the world, they could manipulate whole elements– could bring mountains to their knees and seas to charge forward and they just watched. Delilah’s grip tightens on the inside of Laura’s palm and, the tenderness in her touch causes the slightest sob to escape her parted lips. It was one thing after the other once that sound escaped. Almost like her whole body just gave into the weight bearing down on it from on high, she collapses– red-slicked claws drawing back into her hands as sinks to the ground, weeping hard and destructively. Fortunately, Delilah didn’t hesitate to fall along with Laura, her arms coming around her smaller body to draw her into a tight hug.
Beloved sister Laura for merciless-angels-never-cry ! Thanks for sending me another emoji, and thank you so much for the compliments! You’re too sweet! I hope you like it :) thank you kindly for the asks <3
20 films I’d like to see play at Cannes 2015 - Part 1
The 33- Patricia Riggen, Chile | USA
Riggen directs this star-studded biopic based on the 2010 Copiapó mining accident which saw 33 miners trapped underground for 69 days.
Beeba Boys - Deepa Mehta, Canada
Mehta, one of Canada’s most acclaimed auteurs has a long history with TIFF, but it would be great to see the filmmaker nab a spot at Cannes with her latest film about second and third generation Indian-Canadian gangsters.
La belle saison - Catherine Corsini, France
Two of Corsini`s previous films have played at Cannes so there’s a strong possibility her latest, about two women, played by Cécile de France and Izïa Higelin, who begin a love affair in the early 70s, could as well.
Burn Burn Burn - Chanya Button, UK
Burn Burn Burn is Button’s debut film, but its already garnered buzz for its comedic script. Laura Carmichael and Chloe Pirrie star as two women who embark on a roadtrip to scatter their friend`s ashes.
By the Sea - Angelina Jolie, USA
Cannes loves its American stars, and no one is a bigger star than Angelina Jolie who cast herself alongside her real life husband Brad Pitt in this intimate European drama about a bored husband and wife who become obsessed with a younger couple.
Against Me! singer Laura Jane Grace kicked off her concert in Durham, North Carolina, last night by burning her birth certificate onstage in front of a sold out crowd — an act of protest against the state’s discriminatory HB2 Bill.
The House 2 Bill requires transgender people to use public restrooms in state-run buildings that match the assigned gender on their birth certificate.
In a video recorded and uploaded to Twitter by a concert goer, you can hear Grace wave and say, “Goodbye, gender,” as she lights the document on fire.