5 - [Action/Voice]

[snikting]

[So Logan has been planning this for awhile. But he doesn't like announcing things on the journal. Because then people will want to talk to him. And he doesn't like talking to people on the journals. It's bad enough that his journal shows up even after he purposely loses it. And now elves. Damn elves. It's thanks to their pestering that he makes his move. That is, actually offering to 'give' something to the community.

Probably not what the elf had in mind. But then, he impaled it on his claws. So what the hell does he care what it thinks?]

Now I know I ain't exactly the first to offer any kind of combat instructing. So I ain't going to bother looking for civvies. If you don't know how to fight, there's plenty of other people eager to show you the ropes. Not that I ain't willing to consider ya, but you aren't the only people I'm concerned with.

What I do is train mutants. People with powers. So it doesn't matter what you can do. If you're looking to refine your powers, get stronger, and increase your chances of not dying - then I'm your man. I'm known as Wolverine. Or you can call me Logan. If you're interested, see me at the Dome. You'll be getting your introductory lesson there.

[Logan can be found at the Dome, waiting by the console. He's in his X-Men uniform. Anyone who frequents the dome won't find this look too unusual for him. There's also his latest elf. It looks fairly traumatized, worried, and paranoid. Which is why it's hiding behind one of the pillars holding up the second floor, rather than anywhere near Wolverine.

He's so very, very much on the naughty list.]

Comments

[snikting]

Keep your tail better guarded. You're worse than the elf is.

[Though to be fair, the elf's got a far more useful tail to work with.]

[rashness]

Yeah, been noticing that. [Groaning. He's getting to his feet again though, wincing because man that tail is sensitive. At least the droids are relenting, for a moment. Or maybe he just got thrown that far]

[snikting]

You're smaller than they are. Use that to your advantage.

[If the kid's going to not relent, Logan may as well start giving some useful input.]

[rashness]

I am?! [He did not even realize this. It should have been obvious though. It's not as pronounced as him and Kuro or him and Skarmy though, which is probably why he didn't. Still, once he's on his feet the droids are back in. He crouches, avoiding the first kick that way, but then goes in for a punch, blocked. Back off. Then a droid goes in for another punch, defend! He's getting a tempo, alright]

[snikting]

Don't give them a chance to get around you. Keep 'em side by side. They'll be less mobile.

[They have to stay out of one another's way if they can't get on either side of him like they keep doing.]

[rashness]

[He nods, planning to try to figure out how to do that-- but then when he takes his eyes off the one he's defending against to make sure he knows where the other is, the first one lands a punch in his gut. O...ow]

[snikting]

Work through it. Recoil too long and they'll take you apart.

[rashness]

[He's about to protest when he gets hit over the head. He groans and then tries to swing a wild punch, which is easily evaded by the droids before the next one shoves him. He tries to get himself in order]

[snikting]

You're prime material for kidnapping now. The droids don't have need for things like honor or consideration. They won't let up.

[Now would be opportune for giving in.]

[rashness]

Then I'd just light 'em up! [And as he tries to catches his breath he looks up and glares at both of the droids. His eyes turn briefly into cat-like slits as both of the robots get covered in blue flames. The thing is, while that is more than enough for the defective droids and, given enough time, the real ones, droids aren't organic. So even if the outer armor is warping and in some places melting, they don't exactly stop, and he gets punched in the face for his bravado]

[snikting]

[Well, the kid has resolve. He can respect that. So this time, this one time, he'll reward it. He takes up the sword and tosses it when the moment is right.]

CATCH.

[rashness]

[He's bleeding some, but when eh hears "catch" he springs up into the air and catches the sword.]

Thank you!

[He draws it in one movement, transforming. And now, he smirks as he swings downward at the droids. A combination of the sword and concentrated flames around the blade allows him to cut the head of that one in half.

The other grabs his tail when he does that, which makes him yelp, but he turns and swings this sword to cut the thing in half horizontally using the same technique. He's not really aware he's doing it, it's just instinct or something he can cut through stone in canon after all

Transformed like this, it's much clearer these aren't as strong as the ones from the Bil incident though, huh. ...Or well, he thinks this for a little while before waving to Logan that he won! Missing that both of the cut up robots are actually still moving despite being, well, cut up]

[snikting]

[Well, Logan certainly isn't going to point out that the droids are still in play. He keeps his arms crossed, looking completely unimpressed.

Though, yeah. The kid is powerful, that's for sure. Incredibly sloppy, but there's a ton of potential there.]

[rashness]

[Hahah, see, he did it...! ...Maybe this guy is- okay no, he's totally stern like Yukio. Oh well, he starts to walk back over, putting the sword away and transforming back to normal.

Until he's tripped by the horizontal-in-half droid grabbing his legs and tripping him. And then the other (with the broken head) leaps on top of him and pinches his wings

Ow]

[snikting]

Don't let your guard down.

[That's the kind of guy Logan is. Giving words of caution one second too late.]

[rashness]

Too late! Come on!! [He whines, but tries to bat back the damaged things with his scabbard. It's looking a little pathetic at this point, but they aren't giving him any significantly damaging blows, at least. ...Even if he is on the ground]

[snikting]

Now you're just embarrassing yourself. [So much for a dramatic finish.]

[rashness]

I was cool though! Uuhg- just a bit agooo!

[WHINE, WHINE. Deflect. Yeah it is pretty embarrassing at this point]

[snikting]

You plannin' on fighting them for real or should I start setting out doilies for the tea table?

[rashness]

I don't even know what doilies are! [And at that last shout, the one immediately on top of him (the robot with no head) lights on fire. This lasts for some time, and while it doesn't stop the robot, it does start to melt/turn to ashes, and eventually he can kick off the the cut-in-half robot and shove off the headless melting one to get back on his feet and hold the scabbard-sword up like it's drawn. Though it's not]

[snikting]

They're frilly things. Useless and decorative. Kind of like the way you fight.

[All the same, Logan makes his way over, inspecting the busted up droids.]

[rashness]

But I beat them! [On fact, he spits his tongue out at the still crawling with it's arms cut in half one]

[snikting]

Eventually. [He kicks over the head of one of them.]

Tomorrow your real training begins. We'll work on your hand-to-hand combat. Don't bother bringing your sword.

[rashness]

Actually, I kind of always keep it with me out of the house so I can make sure it's safe... so can I bring it and not use it?

[snikting]

[Logan fixed Rin with a look that clearly showed how much that was a really, really bad idea.

But it wasn't a no.]