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slicesanddices.livejournal.comHey Castle.
Go fuck yourself.
[And with that stirring speech, Logan's going to find himself a beer or twelve.]
Go fuck yourself.
[And with that stirring speech, Logan's going to find himself a beer or twelve.]
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017 ✘ action
Sep. 5th, 2011 12:01 amslicesanddices.livejournal.com[ Gaudium Tower's pretty out of the way, but with the castle in its current state, Logan's room might snare a few unlucky wanderers.
Unlucky's the key word here.
This place would give anyone the spooks. You're in what seems to be an abandoned military installation, though there's something Majorly Wrong with the place, something that's more a feeling than anything.
Well, ok, maybe it's also the dried blood on the floor and walls at intervals... the dim and surreal lighting that shorts in and out... the distant and sudden sounds that seem like they could be screams, or growls, or maybe even something far worse...
While at first you get the feeling that this place is empty, creating an overwhelming sense of crippling isolation, you shortly will notice, if you take the time to try exploring, that you really feel like you're Not Alone after all.
Something's here. Something dangerous.
Something that causes the hairs on your neck to rise when you pass a darkened archway or hall.
It feels like something's watching you. Stalking you.
Hunting you.
And that's not the only thing sharing space with you here. There's plenty of ghosts to be found, if you dare. But this place likes its secrets - and the deeper you try to go, the more this place changes to try to keep them from you.
It's better to turn around now and find a safer, kinder, more child-friendly headspace. Don't say you weren't warned. ]
[ooc; Logan's lost in these halls somewhere, so if you'd like to run into him, just say so in the subject line! Otherwise, exploration will trigger a number of interactive events, NPCs, etc. :) ]
Unlucky's the key word here.
This place would give anyone the spooks. You're in what seems to be an abandoned military installation, though there's something Majorly Wrong with the place, something that's more a feeling than anything.
Well, ok, maybe it's also the dried blood on the floor and walls at intervals... the dim and surreal lighting that shorts in and out... the distant and sudden sounds that seem like they could be screams, or growls, or maybe even something far worse...
While at first you get the feeling that this place is empty, creating an overwhelming sense of crippling isolation, you shortly will notice, if you take the time to try exploring, that you really feel like you're Not Alone after all.
Something's here. Something dangerous.
Something that causes the hairs on your neck to rise when you pass a darkened archway or hall.
It feels like something's watching you. Stalking you.
Hunting you.
And that's not the only thing sharing space with you here. There's plenty of ghosts to be found, if you dare. But this place likes its secrets - and the deeper you try to go, the more this place changes to try to keep them from you.
It's better to turn around now and find a safer, kinder, more child-friendly headspace. Don't say you weren't warned. ]
[ooc; Logan's lost in these halls somewhere, so if you'd like to run into him, just say so in the subject line! Otherwise, exploration will trigger a number of interactive events, NPCs, etc. :) ]
016 ✘ action | training | open
Aug. 30th, 2011 11:29 pmslicesanddices.livejournal.com[Another day, another Danger Room session. Logan’s decided to make things really interesting for you guys today, and had the computer analyze reports about the fights against Riful, Legato, etc. from the other week and duplicate the circumstances while adding in some... tweaks here and there. It’s a test of their ability to not sabotage themselves by falling into expectations, when “Legato” suddenly pulls out a cybertronic laser blaster in his shoulder, and so on.
But before all that fun gets started, he’s got an announcement to make.
He gathers everybody out on the floor, taking a few puffs off his cigar as he waits for the last of the actual small X-Men team to arrive.]
Figured I’d let everybody know. Team’s got a new member.
[Who could it be? One of the mutants/magic wielders/powered folks who’ve been busting their butts training alongside the X crowd for weeks now?
Yeahhhh, not so much. The doors slide open again and Logan tips his cigar in that direction.]
Speaking of whom...
[And one Deadpool saunters in, his usual grin plastered on his masked face.]
Well how about that! I’m on time. For the most part. What’s a couple of minutes between teammates, huh? Were you about to introduce me Logan? That’s so nice of you. So yeah, I’m Deadpool if he didn’t get to that part. I kick ass and don’t die. Isn’t this going to be so much fun?
[You poor, poor things.]
[ooc; as always, post open for X-men, those training alongside the X-men, etc. etc!]
But before all that fun gets started, he’s got an announcement to make.
He gathers everybody out on the floor, taking a few puffs off his cigar as he waits for the last of the actual small X-Men team to arrive.]
Figured I’d let everybody know. Team’s got a new member.
[Who could it be? One of the mutants/magic wielders/powered folks who’ve been busting their butts training alongside the X crowd for weeks now?
Yeahhhh, not so much. The doors slide open again and Logan tips his cigar in that direction.]
Speaking of whom...
[And one Deadpool saunters in, his usual grin plastered on his masked face.]
Well how about that! I’m on time. For the most part. What’s a couple of minutes between teammates, huh? Were you about to introduce me Logan? That’s so nice of you. So yeah, I’m Deadpool if he didn’t get to that part. I kick ass and don’t die. Isn’t this going to be so much fun?
[You poor, poor things.]
[ooc; as always, post open for X-men, those training alongside the X-men, etc. etc!]
015 ✘ voice
Aug. 17th, 2011 06:46 pmslicesanddices.livejournal.com[Training's been on hold during all this battle shit, so the faces Logan's gotten used to seeing most mornings are... who knows where.
He's not concerned, really. Just making sure none of you are going to take this as an opportunity to slack.]
Now that that's all over: Danger Room, tomorrow morning, 8am, all X-Men.
[Oh right. That whole hospitality thing Kitty is always on his ass about.]
Still open to anybody else with powers who didn't get enough brawling in this week. I'll make sure it's not boring in comparison.
[Be afraid.]
He's not concerned, really. Just making sure none of you are going to take this as an opportunity to slack.]
Now that that's all over: Danger Room, tomorrow morning, 8am, all X-Men.
[Oh right. That whole hospitality thing Kitty is always on his ass about.]
Still open to anybody else with powers who didn't get enough brawling in this week. I'll make sure it's not boring in comparison.
[Be afraid.]
014 ✘ action | tonight
Jul. 28th, 2011 07:32 pmslicesanddices.livejournal.com[It's the middle of the night, and Logan can't doesn't want to sleep because the nightmares will eat him. Lately, they've been nightmares about shit that hasn't even happened yet, driven by what Kitty slipped when she first got here. Driven by bb!Charles showing up. Driven by his encounter in the Deathmatch the other night with a gorgeous woman who was not redheaded in the least. Driven by Scott disappearing for long enough that he was obviously not coming back, heading home to a potential fate worse than death at the hands of Phoenix. There's a lot of things in his life that are reminding him of the shit he's going to have to deal with when he gets out of here, and the whole avoidant don't-think-about-it-mentality he decided to adopt after Laura left just... doesn't cut it at night when his subconscious gets free reign.
And being really damn grateful this place isn't a school, and actually has beers in the fridge.
What a winner.]
So tonight he's down in the kitchen, grabbing himself a brew out of the fridge at 2am.
And being really damn grateful this place isn't a school, and actually has beers in the fridge.
The only light on is the one that dings to life when he pulls the door open, and then he'll just be sitting there, drinking in the dark.
[ooc; open for actionspam, backtag as long as you want, since LJ's spotty.]
013 ✘ GROUP TRAINING LOG | action
Jul. 14th, 2011 07:26 amslicesanddices.livejournal.com[Danger Room filter]
[Hope you guys are ready to get woken up at the butt crack of dawn if you want to get down here on time. Stumbling in late's a bad idea. Logan's down here smashing up some drones already to 'make sure the thing's warmed up' when the first arrivals trickle in, so the door into the actual Danger Room floor has the red warning light up that there's a simulation in progress. Once he spots people up in the booth though, he'll make short work of it and head on up there.
He surveys the arriving group with heavy skepticism. He's still not sure this is the best damn idea, but at the same time, he supposes it's something to do.
He won't admit to himself that he's just thinking about how much of a fail!teacher it was back home, and wondering how in the hell he's supposed to do this without Storm or the Professor or somebody around who knows what they're doing.]
[ooc; Wanted to get this up before I went off to work! Please wait til sections are up below to tag in. FEEL FREE TO THREADJACK each other, posting order is not locked down so just go nuts. Logan's individually tailored a program to each of your abilities to get a feel for what you can do. The programs are running concurrently in the room at the same time though, so you can end up helping each other out, or having someone get in your way. While this is a simulation, the Danger Room uses force fields around the holographic 'objects' you encounter to give them tangibility and resistance. On top of this, some of the shit IS real and part of the room: moving panels, flamethrowers, some of the drones, collapsing walls, etc. Feel free to have your character encounter whatever you want: Logan's trying to make it challenging for them, but not looking to kill anybody. Yet.]
[Hope you guys are ready to get woken up at the butt crack of dawn if you want to get down here on time. Stumbling in late's a bad idea. Logan's down here smashing up some drones already to 'make sure the thing's warmed up' when the first arrivals trickle in, so the door into the actual Danger Room floor has the red warning light up that there's a simulation in progress. Once he spots people up in the booth though, he'll make short work of it and head on up there.
He surveys the arriving group with heavy skepticism. He's still not sure this is the best damn idea, but at the same time, he supposes it's something to do.
He won't admit to himself that he's just thinking about how much of a fail!teacher it was back home, and wondering how in the hell he's supposed to do this without Storm or the Professor or somebody around who knows what they're doing.]
[ooc; Wanted to get this up before I went off to work! Please wait til sections are up below to tag in. FEEL FREE TO THREADJACK each other, posting order is not locked down so just go nuts. Logan's individually tailored a program to each of your abilities to get a feel for what you can do. The programs are running concurrently in the room at the same time though, so you can end up helping each other out, or having someone get in your way. While this is a simulation, the Danger Room uses force fields around the holographic 'objects' you encounter to give them tangibility and resistance. On top of this, some of the shit IS real and part of the room: moving panels, flamethrowers, some of the drones, collapsing walls, etc. Feel free to have your character encounter whatever you want: Logan's trying to make it challenging for them, but not looking to kill anybody. Yet.]
012 ✘ [voice]
Jun. 30th, 2011 05:18 pmslicesanddices.livejournal.com( Mohinder )
Looks like a goddamn hurricane moved in while we were gone.
Too bad we didn't catch 'em in the act.
Coulda been fun.
[Logan's definition of fun would not translate to very much fun for them.]
Looks like a goddamn hurricane moved in while we were gone.
Too bad we didn't catch 'em in the act.
Coulda been fun.
[Logan's definition of fun would not translate to very much fun for them.]
Guess Kitty mentioned we're openin' up Danger Room training. We'll see how this goes. [He sounds less than optimistic] So if you've got some kinda power or ability and you're lookin' to sharpen your act, this is a limited time offer. [in his mind, at least]
011 ✘ [voice]
Jun. 15th, 2011 07:56 pmslicesanddices.livejournal.com[Well, after Cess doesn't show up to training... and he finds Kitty's note about going on the expedition, Logan's just about had it. ]
Lost another one.
[There's a pause, then he throws up a filter]
[X-Men]
Think that's about it for the 'team'. Gettin' to the point where callin' it that's a joke.
[Yeah, congratulations. You're disbanded, X-Men. He washes his hands of you.
For now. ]
Lost another one.
[There's a pause, then he throws up a filter]
[X-Men]
Think that's about it for the 'team'. Gettin' to the point where callin' it that's a joke.
[Yeah, congratulations. You're disbanded, X-Men. He washes his hands of you.
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May. 18th, 2011 12:52 pminmylight-comdr.livejournal.comWho: ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
slicesanddices, and inmylight_comdr
What: A Spartan and an X-Men walk into a bar ...
When: May 12th, after this thread
Where: Death Match
Rating: None ... yet ... ?
( Read more... )
slicesanddices, and inmylight_comdrWhat: A Spartan and an X-Men walk into a bar ...
When: May 12th, after this thread
Where: Death Match
Rating: None ... yet ... ?
( Read more... )
009 ✘ [voice]
May. 11th, 2011 03:41 pmslicesanddices.livejournal.com[By now he's gone and checked her door, given the number of kids showing up to training continued to shrink. He knows it's ridiculous to feel upset about this, but he knows the place she's going back to isn't the greatest either, from everything he ever told her.
Plus, she was the only person he really related to here. He wouldn't have thrown the word 'family' around for just anyone.]
Laura's gone home.
Julian, too.
( Cyclops )
Plus, she was the only person he really related to here. He wouldn't have thrown the word 'family' around for just anyone.]
Laura's gone home.
Julian, too.
( Cyclops )
[And later on, he tacks on another note, forgetting that the filter won't include said fearless leader. Because I guess it's just angst day all over the place, now that he's thinking about going home again.]
[Filtered away from the X-Kids]
Who around here knows a lot about telepaths, psychic powers, that kinda thing?
023. Immigrant Song
May. 1st, 2011 07:49 pmicarustattoo.livejournal.com[Filtered away from anybody who would use this information to be a jackass.]
[Dictated!]
Alright, so anybody who's interested in building that cabin thing I talked about, come over to Caritas and we'll start planning it.
I'm not picking up your tab, though, so bring your own fake impossible money.
[ooc. even if your character hadn't expressed interest before, feel free to show up now anyway & tag yourself in! questions re: this whole debacle can go outside the caritas thread. the filter is samson-speak for "evil characters," by the way, fff]
[Dictated!]
Alright, so anybody who's interested in building that cabin thing I talked about, come over to Caritas and we'll start planning it.
I'm not picking up your tab, though, so bring your own fake impossible money.
[ooc. even if your character hadn't expressed interest before, feel free to show up now anyway & tag yourself in! questions re: this whole debacle can go outside the caritas thread. the filter is samson-speak for "evil characters," by the way, fff]
008 ✘ [action]
Apr. 30th, 2011 11:51 amslicesanddices.livejournal.com[It's early morning - even earlier than the X-Men are assigned to gather for training, and Logan's already in the Danger Room. While it's nice and all that they can program the Danger Room to fit their individual training styles even while they're all in there together, Logan still appreciates the freedom to let loose entirely without worrying about ending up in some kid's path. So whoever comes into the booth now can see him down below, tearing up robots like tin cans. The amount of swearing that goes on when one slams into the back of his head with a loud clank, and sends him flying across the room would make a sailor blush.
Or if you're really not too bright, you could always walk in even while the display reads that training is in progress. Don't say you weren't warned.]
Or if you're really not too bright, you could always walk in even while the display reads that training is in progress. Don't say you weren't warned.]
slicesanddices.livejournal.com( X-Men )
( Kitty )
[After his trouble tracking Damon down, Logan's been noticeably grumpy. Which might have something to do with the fact that he worries about his hunting skills getting rusty. Luckily, there's lots of woods out here, and so he's out there right now, stalking around. If he expected to find anything though, he's been sorely disappointed]
Aren't there any flamin' animals in these woods? Just one more thing about this place that ain't right.
[There's a pause as he stares broodingly around for a moment, before adding:]
Don't suppose anybody's up for some tracking games?
[Something in his tone makes it obvious that what Logan refers to as 'games' would not be most other people's idea of fun.]
( Kitty )
[After his trouble tracking Damon down, Logan's been noticeably grumpy. Which might have something to do with the fact that he worries about his hunting skills getting rusty. Luckily, there's lots of woods out here, and so he's out there right now, stalking around. If he expected to find anything though, he's been sorely disappointed]
Aren't there any flamin' animals in these woods? Just one more thing about this place that ain't right.
[There's a pause as he stares broodingly around for a moment, before adding:]
Don't suppose anybody's up for some tracking games?
[Something in his tone makes it obvious that what Logan refers to as 'games' would not be most other people's idea of fun.]
006 ✘ [action]
Mar. 15th, 2011 01:57 amslicesanddices.livejournal.com[Logan had honestly been looking for trouble when he went down to the Deathmatch tonight. He'd needed an outlet for the helpless anger and misery that had flooded through him upon learning the terrible news from Kitty.
Someone had actually shown up from his own world, only to try to tell him that he was fated to go home and kill the woman he loved, after she killed one of the men he respected most in this world.
It was all too much to deal with, on top of everything Laura had been telling him about their pasts. The time for being a mature X-Man/leader of the X-kids is over for today: he called off training this morning, and spent most of his evening wreathed in the smoke of his cigar at the counter of the Deathmatch, knocking down drink after drink.
Someone had actually shown up from his own world, only to try to tell him that he was fated to go home and kill the woman he loved, after she killed one of the men he respected most in this world.
It was all too much to deal with, on top of everything Laura had been telling him about their pasts. The time for being a mature X-Man/leader of the X-kids is over for today: he called off training this morning, and spent most of his evening wreathed in the smoke of his cigar at the counter of the Deathmatch, knocking down drink after drink.
Until that moron insulted his hair.
The guy - Dean, he thought he'd heard someone call him - had been a snide jackass since the moment he walked into the bar, and that was enough to get Logan to start something with him.
When the punches started to fly, he pulled his own long enough to not knock anybody out in one blow. It was more satisfying to wail on 'em a few times - get the whole damn bar in an uproar. Furniture flew, other fights broke out, chairs cracked in half: someone tried to interfere, but Logan just responded by snikting out his claws and cutting straight through the goddamn counter of the bar. That seemed to deter the would-be heroes for a second, and it was enough for him to deliver a fist straight to Dean's nose that knocked him out cold.
Most of the other fights die down after that, but the place is a helluva mess.
He doesn't really feel any better, either. Hrmph.
He mutters to the bartender in the quiet wake:] Put it on my tab.
[And with that, stalks towards the exit.]
[OOC: After this! Feel free to have your character have been present during the barfight, orrr just walking in as Logan exits, or catch him in the hallway on his way back to his room. Who dares to approach the very angry, angry looking man who just chopped up the bar? Feel free to post reactions to the barfight too and/or threadjack each other to discuss it.]
slicesanddices.livejournal.com[Nightmares again.
It's been a little while since those have reared their ugly heads.
He knows they're probably the direct result of his conversation with Laura, where she'd dropped hints about the nature of his time in the Weapon X program.
"Hints". That's sure as hell a nice way to put it.
She'd admitted to thinking he deserved to die for the things he'd done.
The things he couldn't even remember doing now.
He lies there in bed, staring up at the ceiling for a long moment, breathing heavily, a fresh coat of sweat on his skin, when the scent hits him and he jolts upright, claws extending instantly as he casts his gaze about for the intruder.
... Except after a moment, he places the scent. And his forehead furrows when she's not immediately visible.
He sits up as quietly as he can, feet hitting the cold floor, and when he rounds the bed, he notices there: curled up on the floor, sleeping.
She sure doesn't look like a killer, doesn't look different from any other girl, really, lost in the oblivion of sleep.
But he can't help but wonder if she gets nightmares too. Or maybe she doesn't have to, given that she remembers it all.
Maybe the nightmares are with her even when she's awake.
Anyways, thoughts of his Mysterious and Horrible Dark Past aside, his clone's sleeping on his floor for some reason, and he's gotta deal with it now.He just really hopes she's not on her period too. After considering tactics for a moment, he figures waking her up by shaking her or something might be a painful experience that he'd rather avoid at this early hour, so he goes over to his journal and flips it open, talking loud enough that she's bound to hear:]
Somebody misplace a girl last night? About 5'6", dark hair, maybe about 150 pounds, could probably kill you before you blink?
It's been a little while since those have reared their ugly heads.
He knows they're probably the direct result of his conversation with Laura, where she'd dropped hints about the nature of his time in the Weapon X program.
"Hints". That's sure as hell a nice way to put it.
She'd admitted to thinking he deserved to die for the things he'd done.
The things he couldn't even remember doing now.
He lies there in bed, staring up at the ceiling for a long moment, breathing heavily, a fresh coat of sweat on his skin, when the scent hits him and he jolts upright, claws extending instantly as he casts his gaze about for the intruder.
... Except after a moment, he places the scent. And his forehead furrows when she's not immediately visible.
He sits up as quietly as he can, feet hitting the cold floor, and when he rounds the bed, he notices there: curled up on the floor, sleeping.
She sure doesn't look like a killer, doesn't look different from any other girl, really, lost in the oblivion of sleep.
But he can't help but wonder if she gets nightmares too. Or maybe she doesn't have to, given that she remembers it all.
Maybe the nightmares are with her even when she's awake.
Anyways, thoughts of his Mysterious and Horrible Dark Past aside, his clone's sleeping on his floor for some reason, and he's gotta deal with it now.
Somebody misplace a girl last night? About 5'6", dark hair, maybe about 150 pounds, could probably kill you before you blink?
003 ✘ [action] d-d-dannnger rooom
Mar. 7th, 2011 07:42 amslicesanddices.livejournal.com[ Good morning X-Men. Did you all have a good, restful night of sleep after a long, hard day of worrying about those missing kiddos? Surely, you didn't spend the night at the after-party celebration, getting fall-down drunk, and only finding your way to your bedroom at about four in the morning. You're all much more responsible than that.
Logan didn't skimp on the alcohol last night, but, well, there are numerous benefits to that regenerative system, and a lack of hangovers is definitely one of them. So at five o'clock am on the button, Logan makes his way through the castle, pounding on doors of every X-Man he knows to be here. If you don't open up, that's fine.
He'll let himself in.
But if you value your door being in one piece, that's something you should probably avoid. ]
Danger Room, fifteen minutes. Get dressed.
[ For anyone who decides to ignore that message, and stay in the safety of their sheets, Logan asks one of the friendly neighborhood ghosts to stand right over wherever you're trying to catch some shuteye, and play Reveille until you change your mind.
Fun fact: it's awfully hard to attack something completely incorporeal.
With that done, he heads out to the Danger Room to finish punching in the simulation's he's programmed. Did you all think he wasn't serious about starting lessons up the moment Slenderman was taken care of? ]
[ooc; wanted to get this up early, so that people can tag in whenever they're around today ♥ X-men training day #1! I'll put up sections below that you can tag into as you so choose. Threadjack away, don't sweat tag order, etc. Also open to anyone whodares wants to stumble into the Danger Room in the middle of a Logan training simulation. Just look for the appropriate thread!]
Logan didn't skimp on the alcohol last night, but, well, there are numerous benefits to that regenerative system, and a lack of hangovers is definitely one of them. So at five o'clock am on the button, Logan makes his way through the castle, pounding on doors of every X-Man he knows to be here. If you don't open up, that's fine.
He'll let himself in.
But if you value your door being in one piece, that's something you should probably avoid. ]
Danger Room, fifteen minutes. Get dressed.
[ For anyone who decides to ignore that message, and stay in the safety of their sheets, Logan asks one of the friendly neighborhood ghosts to stand right over wherever you're trying to catch some shuteye, and play Reveille until you change your mind.
Fun fact: it's awfully hard to attack something completely incorporeal.
With that done, he heads out to the Danger Room to finish punching in the simulation's he's programmed. Did you all think he wasn't serious about starting lessons up the moment Slenderman was taken care of? ]
[ooc; wanted to get this up early, so that people can tag in whenever they're around today ♥ X-men training day #1! I'll put up sections below that you can tag into as you so choose. Threadjack away, don't sweat tag order, etc. Also open to anyone who
002 ✘ [action/voice]
Mar. 2nd, 2011 09:51 amslicesanddices.livejournal.com[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 )
[ooc; open over the journals, or action!spam on the roof]
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 )
[ooc; open over the journals, or action!spam on the roof]