Logan
Wolverine
Who is he?
He's a soldier. A cowboy. A samurai. A terribly complicated man. As simple a man as you will ever meet.
A killer. A helluva kisser. A man with the soul of a beast.
A leader. And a damn good one. Even if he doesn't realise it.
A man who walks his own path and walks it well.
Helluva night.
He staggers up the creaking, ageing stairwell as sharp pain shoots through every nerve. He waits on it kicking in, that warm, knitting feeling of strands of muscles and flesh piece themsevles back together.
He pushes past the apartment door with a paw caked in blood that may or may not be his, he isn’t sure. The thin mattress on the floor, the only real furniture in the apartment, welcomes him as he curls up on it.
If Summers could see him now…
ooc
just popping in to say i’ll be around more tomorrow (sunday) night ‘cause tonight i’m feeling super janky, sorry
black-widow replied to your post: ooc
#also as an aside i completely forgot how terrible the x-men films were Story of my life.i’m watching the first and just
why
I feel like they just got worse with each installment, too.
they did. x-men was very proof-of-concept and unrefined. x2 was marginally better. the last stand was only half good. wolverine was an abomination unto cinema and first class was atrocious.
black-widow replied to your post: ooc
#also as an aside i completely forgot how terrible the x-men films were Story of my life.
i’m watching the first and just
why
ooc
wow so i’m finally actually around instead of only being half here
does anyone want to actually start something before i crash and fall asleep?
“Don’t want t’get yer new threads shredded, do yeh?”
[laughs; the flight suit changes to civilian clothes] No, let’s don’t.
He eyes her as the suit changes in a small flash. “Nice. Bet that saves time.”
[raises an eyebrow] Saves worrying about friends shredding my suit, too, apparently. Hey, where are you staying?
“I got a few places ‘round the city.”
“I ain’t that cranky.”
Cranky.
“An’ you’re jus’ as annoyin’ as ever.”
Good to know I’m not losing my touch.
“Yeah, still as funny as ever too.”
“Don’t want t’get yer new threads shredded, do yeh?”
[laughs; the flight suit changes to civilian clothes] No, let’s don’t.
He eyes her as the suit changes in a small flash. “Nice. Bet that saves time.”
