paradisalost | 002 ✘ [action/voice]

[While there's a part of him still worried that Phoenix somehow snapped his mind or something, or that he's just hallucinating all this, Logan has been more or less talked down from the notion that this is all in his head.

Which means he attacked and threatened a lot of 'figments of his imagination' who ...weren't after all. Way to make friends, Logan. He's hardly about to apologize for it, or explain himself to anybody over the journals. He's suffered enough public humiliation thanks to Julian's pranking.

The pain of hearing about Jean's death - even if it was in a world apparently somehow unlike his own - intensifies his own claustrophobic sense of despondency, stuck here with no plan for how to save her, even if he did get back home.

The whole alternate universe thing is still bugging him. He knows the possibilities of what he could be like, given different circumstances, different choices. Seems like other-Wolverine wound up with the X-Men too, though, and that thought's a little heartening.

Still no word from anyone he remotely recognizes, which leaves him to feel the need to figure out exactly what kind of 'chain of command' he's dealing with around here. He sits up on the roof, one arm slung across his knee as he looks out over the beautiful landscape. It's breathtaking out there, he'll give it that.]

This is Wolverine. [He feels like an idiot, talking to a book, but he sucks it up.] I wanna hear from any X-Men stuck here, see what kinda numbers we're dealing with. Who's in charge of the team?

[He sounds much more level-headed now, as if he hadn't shown up and trashed the place, or broken Julian's nose, etc, etc.

He'd be happy with never speaking about his arrival in general again. After a moment he adds:]

[Laura / X-23]

I wasn't trying to kill him.

[ooc; open over the journals, or action!spam on the roof]

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[POOR EMO MUTANT MAN]

It is quite beautiful, for a prison.

Probably hoping we'll forget that part.

Slim chance. It is hard to forget that you cannot go back to your own world.

Yeah. 'Specially when some people aren't around.

Especially when some are.

Yeah. That too.

It would be easier if we at least had something to take up the ridiculous amounts of downtime. Stamping license plates or something.

That's your example?

Prison activity is better than nothing.

Not sure there's much of a market for plates here.

Then perhaps we should wish up some pickaxes and rocks.

Really lookin' to take some aggression out, huh?

Why take aggression out on rocks when people's bodies have such a delightful squish?

Now you're talkin'.

One of my most favorite noises.

Definitely a satisfying one.

Too bad they do not stay dead here.

Then there's always the satisfaction of killin' em multiple times.

Only a few people are worth the effort. For most, it would be more satisfying to simply paralyze them, after the first few resurrections.

Sounds like somebody else's style, not mine.

With the two week waiting period for resurrections? Come now, you must admit that it is far preferable to break their neck and leave them somewhere secluded. They slowly starve, and remain unable to move or permanently die, and you do not have to stand over them every two weeks, waiting for them to come back to life.