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[It was like blacking out. One minute he was boarding a chopper with Nick Fury, detailing his plan for dealing with Apocalypse, the next moment he had passed out. Now he was waking up groggily in a dark place. It was small, confined, and it smelled like a person he was reasonably sure he was going to not end up liking. After trying to bang his way out, eventually his claws slide out of his wrists and he tears the door down. Bursting out from the closet is a hairy, angry man with a set of three razor sharp claws on both hands. He's pissed and he wants answers. Hi Tony.]

[After getting his answers from Stark, Logan was out on the town. His first job was taking care of his clothes. He found some stuff that fit soon enough, as well as his uniform. He slipped that one first, then a jacket over top of that. After what he'd heard, it was better to be prepared. His next step was tracking down his team. He didn't need directions for them. His nose was keen enough that he could smell them in the air. So he spends his time tracking them down, one by one, to wherever they currently were. At their home or elsewhere. That takes up most of his day, taking in all the information and making plans for their next move. If any.

By the day ends, Wolverine is in a bad mood and makes his way to where heard the bar was. Ordering his drink is more like snarling that he wanted a beer. He's not in the mood to talk and he spends most of his time at the bar scowling. Stuck in Luceti? No way to get out? Fate of the world in the balance? There's not enough booze in Luceti to make him happy.

People can catch him at the bar, or earlier in the day after he's found his uniform. He'll be exploring the place and stop a lot to start sniffing at the air, as if he's looking for something. For the most part his claws will be retracted unless someone threatens him. He's also 5'3. Comment on his height at your own peril.]

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[Well luckily THIS version of the Hulk is actually a little more sensible. Or at least he's a little more willing to listen to reason. There were a lot of citizens around. And he didn't exactly want people to get hurt.]

Pick a place, Hairball.

[At least he can be sensible. That's a start.]

Seems the best place is out in the forest. While we're at it, maybe you can explain why we're trying to kill each other.

Oh, forgot already huh?

[The fact that you don't remember him is making him angrier.]

About a year ago back in our world. You attacked me. [Well technically it was more like you pushed Bruce against a tree and threatened him but whatever. That was practically like attacking anyway!]

My memory's not that bad, winter green. Pretty sure I'd remember that.

Tch. Probably means you're from a different world genius.

[Duh even Hulk knows that gawd.]

Doesn't matter. You still got that same ugly look that the Little Man from my world has.

You're one to talk, bub. So, we going to do this or do we need to keep going with the heart to heart?

[He nods his head. He seems to be the most calm now than he's been since they met. He walks over to Logan and stops.]

After you. [It looks like he's going to wait for Logan to start walking, but Hulk is a douche. Instead he tries to sucker-punt him towards the forest, with a swift kick upwards.]

[Wolverine sees it coming. Just not soon enough. His claws slide back out and he's about to counter, but that fist hit harder than he thought was possible. One moment Wolverine is on solid ground, the next he's flying over the village and into the forest.]

Heh.

[And with that Hulk jumps into the forest after him. But Wolverine DOES land before he does so it's possible he could've hid before he lands. But if he didn't he's going to land somewhere near him and try to bash his face in with a punch.]

[Logan may have been sent flying, but as the trees came into view, he was able to twist around to grab onto a branch, go crunch, fall down a few more, before finally stopping his descent.

Hidden, he waited to see if the Hulk followed.]

[...He wasn't here. He could've sworn this was the place he kicked him. Hulk looked around the area, and started to walk through the forest, each step he took made a heavy thump sound so it wouldn't be hard to find him.]

Where you hiding, Little Man? Come out so I can smash you! [And he demonstrates by slamming his fist into his palm.]

[Frankly, Wolverine has more important things to do that get in a tussle with this guy. Especially seeing as it looks like the brute heals as quickly as he does. So for the moment, he's staying where he is.]

[It's obvious that he's getting rather frustrated right now as he pushes over a few trees trying to find him.]

Where are you!? [And there he goes stomping and rampaging in the wrong direction. If Wolverine was planning to get away, now would probably be a pretty good time.]

[He will be doing just that, Mr. Hulk. He slips out of the trees and goes his own way, rotating his still sore shoulder. Good thing he's a quick healer.]