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[It's been over a month now since he first arrived. Luceti isn't any homelier now than it was then. Only now he's getting restless from being stuck here so long. Pretending to ride a bike cross country in the Dome ain't exactly satisfying when it keeps stopping in one hour intervals. So maybe it's time to look beyond the enclosure. Here he goes with the journal.]

I keep hearing about these missions people are going on. I've read the advertising too. Besides being a cure for boredom, do people have a good reason for doing their dirty work? Because frankly, I'm getting a little bored myself. But playing toadie to cash in for prizes ain't exactly the way I do things.

[Good enough. He'll stick around to answer that for awhile, then head to the Rec Center. He doesn't like it when its crowded with teenagers, but when he's lucky, he can play a game of pool by himself. After some time there, he'll be running a Danger Room scenario for himself in the Battle Dome. Lots of explosions and slashing. It's really cool, okay. After some time back home checking out some of Kurt's old movies and TV shows (at least the kid had some taste), he'll make his evening at Good Spirits. He'll take them by the bottle, bartenders. He don't even need you to remove the lids for him. That's what adamantium claws are for. Just another day in the life of the Wolverine.]

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[Logan has incredibly sharp hearing and it doesn't go unnoticed.]

Going somewhere, bub?

[He doesn't turn around.]

[jkdshfkjdfhx OH SHIT HE'S STILL THERE WHY IS HE- erk.

Billy freezes in place mid-step, eyes wide, staring over in Wolverine's direction. Oh... resetting the program. That makes sense. Why didn't he think of that? He really, really should have thought of that.]

S... sorry. I didn't mean to- that is- I was just wondering who was using this room, so...

[Yeah, how exactly does one explain this?]

[Wolverine wouldn't give any damns about Billy being here if he wasn't being suspicious with his sneaking around. And now that he's nervous? He's got his attention.]

Yeah? Well, sorry kid. You'll have to wait for another one to open up.

What? No, no! I didn't mean- I already finished. Down the hall.

[He gestures vaguely towards the other rooms, coming the rest of the way down the stairs when it becomes evident that he isn't going to be diced for his nosiness. Yet, anyway. He'll take his chances for the moment.]

Looks like a pretty intense workout you went for, though.

[He can be diced another day. Unless he talks too much.]

Well I ain't finished yet. That was just the warm up.

How long do you usually train for? It looked exhausting.

[He's trying not to stare at Wolverine's hands (just in case the claws come out) but it's really hard to avoid it.]

Usually a few hours. Unfortunately this place imposes a break after an hour.

[He hates that.]

Sounds exhausting. And a waste of time, too- the time limit, I mean. They should do something about that.

I'll have to write them a memo or something.

[Except haha, no, he isn't going to ask those assholes for anything except where to find them so he can kick their asses.]

[Geez, he really can't get a conversation going with this guy at all, can he? It's almost unfair. Still, it's kind of his own fault, getting stuck in some sort of awkward situation one way or another. Sheepishly, he scuffs a hand through his hair.]

Well, ah... sorry to bother you again. I didn't mean to interrupt.

[Whatever. Wolverine grunts in response and turns his program in. He's gonna go fight shit and stuff. You do whatever you want.]

[Billy quietly watches him disappear into the training room, then shrugs it off and hastily turns to make his escape. Eventually. Eventually he'll work this out.

Just... not today.]

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