rusted but still beautiful.

The Wolverine. "I didn't sign up for this." •Roleplay blog for Logan from XMEN. Never read the comics. Feel free to spoil them if you so wish. NSFW will be posted here every so often. Will not engage in fighting scenes.

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Three.

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Jordan could tell that the man didn’t seem very interested in conversation, but she couldn’t help herself.

"So where are you from?"

Logan was never the type of guy to bite his tongue in order to spare someone's feelings and this case was surely no exception. Just because she was a little girl didn't mean she deserved to be handled with special care. "Bored with this conversation." Logan slurred that out rather slowly as his left leg soon found comfort in resting on top of his right.

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Four.

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"So you approach all women in such a manner?"

"Until they can prove to me they deserve to be treated differently than yes. Of course."

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"So. Apparently Professor X is alive and kicking. I wonder how many days we'll have of peace and quiet before shit starts to hit the fan."

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Four.

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"Not all have kissed the clouds and fallen back to earth again. Is this a form of threatening?"

"Oh, not at all princess. What makes you think that?"

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One.

Did his eyes deceiving him? Was the person who stood in front of him really Jean or was it a mutant who held the ability to shape shift into any person they wished? Logan was really unsure which to believe. So, because of this he stood on end. His body drawing back as his eyes narrowed significantly in her direction. "Jean?" His tone of voice was over flowing with doubt. He only hoped this won't end like last time if she was the real thing.

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Four.

"Spit it out. Stop wasting my time."

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Four.

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You would know?

"It's common knowledge you moron."

[agxntkeen]

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Four.

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"It would not be the first time- If I had a gold coin for ever man who said such words. More than a wealthy woman is what I would be."

"You have balls, lass. Not many would hold their head so high up there was a possibility of kissing the clouds above."

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Four.

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Me?..Nah..you know me,total badass.Nobody messes with me. *says sarcastically* 

"Cocky. The thieves and rapist that lure around every dark corner thrive off that."

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Four.

"Isn't it too late for you to be wondering the streets so blindly? You could get yourself killed.."

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Three.

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"Oh. I’m sorry to have bothered you, I um, I was just trying to see what you were reading. I’m sorta nosy like that, and I really love books too…" Anastasia says, her entire face now flushing. Geez, of course she had to become a huge creep, it’s hard for her to look him in the eyes now.

"I’ll leave you alone, if you want. Unless you want some whiskey shots?"

With a eyebrow quirking in her general direction he slowly flipped the book closed revealing the title and cover art of the thick five hundred and sixty page book. The Study of Mutants. "I don't see why it matters at all that much to you, child, but here you go. It's for research. Nothing too fun." Logan gave her a minute or so to take in the plain and boring cover than turned it back to the page he was on. "This is public property. I can't force you to leave the bar. You're welcome to be here as any. I just don't want to be bothered with such meaningless conversation."

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Three.

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"Thank you." She said with a smile. She took a seat beside him. “I’m Jordan Parker."

When the young blonde sat beside him Logan shifted closer to the wall located on the left side of his body. "Logan's the name." He was never a fan of making idol chit chat with someone he was sure he would never see again after this experience. He just wanted this to be as quiet a ride as possible but it was bluntly obvious that was not the girls intention at all.

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Three.

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He watched as Logan looked up at him.  He didn’t seem pleased.  And it intimidated Johnny.  "I just… I heard that you were the best.  When it came to people like us," he showed him his power.  Small sparks appeared in his hand when he opened his palm.  He closed his palm and then looked back up at Logan, but then he looked up and saw the lights react.  He didn’t know if it was him.  But he had a feeling that it was.

To say Logan wasn't the slightest bit impressed over his power was a understatement. "Mediocre power at best. Why did you come to me again? It seems like you have the power well under control..." Logan turned away from the teenaged boy and set his eyes on the plate of pancakes and bacon that was placed to the left of him, slowly he drew the plate closer by craning his hand around it and once it was close enough he began to finish what little food was left. "How long have you been... like me kid?"

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Two.

"I need to stop coming to this bar. It's getting way too crowded for my liking." Logan sighed, signifying his frustration as he coiled himself closer to the wall, placing the thick cigar between his lips once more and exhaled a good amount of smoke from his lips minutes later.