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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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[She can meet Logan's eyes with that one, unlike with Scott... he'll understand.]
There was a cave in. I made the wrong call - tried ta run through instead of back - Tony got me out of the way, but I didn't get completely clear. Gambit helped get me from under the rock, saw me through gettin' healed up.
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Draft? They sent you into a war?
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They take anyone - it's all random. Kids, folks who can't fight -- anyone.
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[She sighs a little.]
The official line is that anyone who's "Shift compatible" goes through - anyone who can leave the barrier an' still be able to fight gets sent. It used ta be 'volunteer,' but... infighting. Hawks won.
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[She shook her head.]
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Didn't go so well. Anything else?
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The ones in charge now run 'missions.' Ya can earn points for doin' work for 'em outside of the boundary.
[And that pretty much covers everything. Oh, except one last thing...]
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Who would volunteer to be experimented on?
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[It's only one of her nightmares.]
Guess they're just... leavin' their options opened.
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One hell of an option. You go on these missions?
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You saying there's more places like this around?
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Yeah, an' not as fancy as Luceti either. We've got electricity an' infinite food an' houses... some of the other ones sound like they're really struggling.
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