Wolverine

Lately Logan has been a rare face around Luceti and an unreliable teacher at best. Fortunately he had Ororo and Natasha to cover when he wasn't around, lest his students get the funny idea they were getting off time. That was the result of the man taking any mission the Malnosso offered him. Anything to get out of the cage. But the last one was from one cage to another. While they certainly gave him more challenge than he got in the dome, their combat testing didn't sit well with him. Especially because he forced himself to hold back. He wasn't fond of the Mallies knowing just what he was really capable of. he didn't care for the keen interest in his claws. He'd known too many scientists like that.

So when he got back to Luceti on the evening of the fourth, he was still on edge. He sated himself by picking up a some booze at the bar- to go, before heading back to the house. Tonight his idea of relaxation was putting his feet up to watch an action flick, smoke a cigar, and ignore any requests that he wash himself clean of the last ten days of heavy combat.

The next day, he'll resume his training sessions and otherwise be found at the Dome all day, until the evening where he'll retreat to the bar.

[Voice]

Back in Luceti. If yer here an' ain't dead, show up for training. You know when to be here.

If anyone else is looking fer some trainin', we can talk. I specialize in people with special powers. I usually work with mutants, but there ain't a whole lot of us here. So talk to me if you're interested. Just don't expect nothing easy.

[Finally called in. About time. He'd been itching for some action. And this looks just like what he was hoping for. After seeing those beasts being used by the Malnosso, he was hoping to get a chance to see what they were like in a fight. Up close and personal, of course. But before that, best to get a little info on them first. Not that he doubts he can handle them with ease, but some insight into their behavior and how they act in the wild could be useful.]

The Mallies have hired me to go keep the Shift Hunter population under control. Now the way I hear it, the only way to make sure those bastards stay dead is to take off their heads. Besides that and them smelling like rotting meat, anyone know anything else useful about them?

[That information in hand, that leaves one other problem:]

Right. Anyone here handy patching up uniforms? Putting together synthetic fibers calls for more than just a little needle and thread. [Which earns a kind of annoyed grunt. His uniform was shredded in the draft. Leaving him just using street clothes. Which is what he'll be taking on the mission, unless someone can fix his uniform in a matter of minutes. Not something he's expecting.

Aside from being unpleasant on the journals, he'll be unpleasant in person too. Places you can find him being generally unlikable and unsociable include Good Spirits for a drink. The Battle Dome where he'll be either in a scenario or hogging the main console as he sets up some new programs for Rogue to run through while he's gone. The Clothing Store as he picks out some clothes. Given his rough and tumble way of fighting, he goes through clothes quickly. Finally, in the late evening, he'll be walking home from the village plaza back to House 16 to get some sleep. With how hot it is and the blazing sun, he'll be without his usual jacket, but he's sporting an old cowboy hat.]

[Like any other morning, Logan had his usual morning coffee. Rogue was around, he saw Mia, and eventually it became obvious Kitty wasn't making an appearance. Taking it on himself to take a look in, he pushed her door open, only to find the room empty. It meant Kitty was gone. The fact he couldn't pick up on any recent scent leaving her room overnight made it even more convincing. She was going back to a warzone. One he wasn't sure she'd be waking up from. Nobody else in Luceti knew that. No one except Rogue, anyway. That wasn't going to be a happy reveal.

After it's been done, he opens the journal. Briefly.]

Kitty Pryde's gone. She's been sent back home. Hopefully the Malnosso know what they're doing in transit.

[That's all he's got to say. He probably won't respond unless someone has something interesting to say.

Later he's in the Battle Dome. If you want to watch someone pushing themselves to the limit and being an absolute badass in a simulation, then you need only watch basically half of Luceti's population at any given time. But if you want to watch a short hairy man do it with metal claws coming out of his wrists, then Wolverine will be doing just that in a Danger Room scenario filled with mechanical claws, guns, lasers, rotating walls, and so on. It's very hardcore. Very.

He'll be found in the plaza later, sitting on a bench, and taking in the scents. Unfortunately, one of the scents cause him to sneeze. Was it your perfume? Some pollen? Your foul stench? Whatever it was, Logan looks unhappy. (But that's okay because he's always unhappy.)]