The Wolverine

I'm the best there is at what I do and what I do, isn't very nice. (Wolverine RP blog)Currently on hiatus.

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"Not dead yet, hm? Well I'm sure someone will pick ya off eventually," I growl out with a smirk that holds more threat than actual humor, "Long time no see, bird boy."

[ Sorry, haven’t been on this blog for a little bit officialwolverinehowlett ]

Clint notched one of his bows and pointed it straight at Logan. “Okay wolf boy, something you want? Kind of had enough of your games the last time you were here.” He said with an exasperated tone, clearly unamused. 

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“Yeah that’s why I hate you.” Clint said, although it wasn’t true. He respected Logan but didn’t always get along with him when it came to his temper. “SHIELD want you on another mission anytime soon? Cause if they are, I’m going on leave.” He said, trying to keep the smile of amusement off his face as he said it. 

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A slight smirk plays across my lips when I hear that, a growl-like chuckle being my only response to the statement. “For God’s sake, Clint-- just spit out that ya love me already. You never wanna leave my damn side.” I say teasingly before rolling my eyes, “Always the drama queen.”

[officialwolverinehowlett]

Alpha Fight

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Owen was not a fan of SHIELD, really had not been for the majority of the time he worked for them…at least when he was hired out of the Navy by SHIELD, and really that had only lasted until he had been given his official assignment.  The raptors had become his entire life, and he was doing extremely well with the raptors.

He was different than other agents, mostly because of what he was, what he had become.  Through the window he could easily see the paddock where his raptors were, and he may have had it open and was tossing out scraps of meat.  The person he was meeting with was late, and he was, needless to say annoying enough that when he heard the door click shut he had to fight not to growl.  

“You’re late.”

[officialwolverinehowlett]

A cocky smirk greets the reprimand and is coupled with a snappy retort, “Well look’it that, guess I am.” Logan’s tone held threateningly near a growl, testing how the other man will react. As words are being exchanged he saunters over towards the window, seeming to hardly cast the agent a glance when the truth is that all senses are honed on him. “You gonna tell me what the hell I’m doin’ here?” The question is presented tersely, both arms folding over Logan’s chest as he peers through the glass in front of him. He wants this meeting to be over as soon as possible, though not without playing through this game. There has always been a special place in the mutant’s life for irritating others, something that had perhaps been adopted from his brother, Sabretooth. Though that fact is not particularly relevant.

[officialwolverinehowlett]

Alpha Fight

Cold glares are shot at any agents unfortunate enough to be in the same hallway as the angry Canadian while he stalks towards the assigned office. The guard following a ways behind the feral alpha male is evidence that the agency has little to no trust in this asset.

Of course Logan is late to the meeting-- it is a strategy used to establish dominance before ever even entering a room. When the bury mutant does finally open the door and walk in, he does so with an air of confidence and authority. The door slides closed again with a click which punctuates the first stride taken into the office and thus into the meeting with an agent whose roll was not yet disclosed.

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[stillxbeautiful]

“Fine. Keep your head in the ground, you ass. Afterall, I was just a one time thing that just so happened to result in another mutant that could turn into a fucking serial killer. You really are a blind, heartless animal.Get the fuck out of my sight.”

[officialwolverinehowlett]

“I’m not a goddamn animal, bitch!“ Snarling, I glare at you coldly, “Most of this damn bloodline is serial killers an’ sociopaths. I’ve got enough crazy shit without gettin’ involved with more loonies. You want ‘im straightened out, do it yerself. I ‘aven’t even met the damn kid an’ I sure as hell don’t want to. Sayonara.” And with that, I turn to storm off in a huff.

[officialwolverinehowlett]

Old Friends, New Friends

4, 5, 6,... Hm. How many books is too many---to buy at one time? As the Canadian attempts to decide on an answer to this, a large hand hovers over the binder of yet another book, ready to snatch it up or pull back depending on that decision. 

He has recently discovered a new series, and naturally that means binge reading. Many are never allowed to see it, but the burly mutant that is now clad in casual camo and combat boots is a sucker for good literature.

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[stillxbeautiful]

“Ask, don’t ask, I don’t care. He nearly killed me, but hey that isn’t any of your business, no is it? He’s only your son.”

[officialwolverinehowlett]

“No. It ain’t. You ain’t dead, are you? Then don’t come to me expectin’ a shit given about what any kid of mine did or didn’t do. Kids happen, that’s biology, don’t mean I give a fuck about ‘em. I’m not a goddamn father, just a sperm donor.”

[stillxbeautiful]

“Look, I’m real stressed out. I just ran into Raze and…. things didn’t go all that great….”

[officialwolverinehowlett]

“This the part where I’m supposed to ask what happened? ‘Cause I sure as shit don’t feel like playin’ therapist.”

[stillxbeautiful]

“Oh ok, my bad. That was rude.”

[officialwolverinehowlett]

“So do ya want me to stay or not? ‘Cause now I’m gettin’ mixed signals from ya.”

[stillxbeautiful]

“I don’t want you to do anything. Except leave me alone.”

[officialwolverinehowlett]

“Goddammit.”

“Guess I walked right into that one. Fine. I’ll leave ya alone.”

[archeryandcoffee-blog]

"Not dead yet, hm? Well I'm sure someone will pick ya off eventually," I growl out with a smirk that holds more threat than actual humor, "Long time no see, bird boy."

[ Sorry, haven’t been on this blog for a little bit officialwolverinehowlett ]

Clint notched one of his bows and pointed it straight at Logan. “Okay wolf boy, something you want? Kind of had enough of your games the last time you were here.” He said with an exasperated tone, clearly unamused. 

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“Oh wow, I thought you had a degree in that?” Clint said with a small grin as he watched Logan. “Go fuck with someone else. Wade’s a pain in the ass I hear, he probably deserves to be annoyed.” He said as he grabbed the beer he’d already set on the table and took a long swing.

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“Funny, I’ve heard that too.” Cocks my head to the side and shoots you a smirk as one eyebrow arches upwards. “Wade’s a literal pain in the ass, plus he talks too damn much.” Hefting a shrug, I take another swing before absently adding, “Yer more fun to pick on.”

[archeryandcoffee-blog]

"Not dead yet, hm? Well I'm sure someone will pick ya off eventually," I growl out with a smirk that holds more threat than actual humor, "Long time no see, bird boy."

[ Sorry, haven’t been on this blog for a little bit officialwolverinehowlett ]

Clint notched one of his bows and pointed it straight at Logan. “Okay wolf boy, something you want? Kind of had enough of your games the last time you were here.” He said with an exasperated tone, clearly unamused. 

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Pointing towards the fridge, Clint just waved him off. “Is there something you actually wanted Logan?” He asked with a sigh of frustration and leaned back in his seat, letting his feet rest on the counter. 

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“My employment these days only consists of bein’ a general pain in the ass,” I respond as I start sauntering towards the fridge, “So no-- I just want to fuck with ya, Barton” Swinging to the door open, I easily snatch out a beer can before kicking the door shut again as I pop the top to take a swig. My position then shifts to where I can lean against the counter.

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by E.J. Su

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Reblog if it is okay if your muse is hurt, severely injured or tortured in RPs.

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[stillxbeautiful]

“I believe that. But do you want so,ething from me?”

[officialwolverinehowlett]

“Well that depends highly on whatcha want me to do, Darlin’.”

[archeryandcoffee-blog]

"Not dead yet, hm? Well I'm sure someone will pick ya off eventually," I growl out with a smirk that holds more threat than actual humor, "Long time no see, bird boy."

[ Sorry, haven’t been on this blog for a little bit officialwolverinehowlett ]

Clint notched one of his bows and pointed it straight at Logan. “Okay wolf boy, something you want? Kind of had enough of your games the last time you were here.” He said with an exasperated tone, clearly unamused. 

[archeryandcoffee-blog]

Clint sighed and put the arrow away, grumbling something about wet dogs. It’s not that he disliked Logan it’s just sometimes he struggled to work with him. “We were teammates like once. Unless we go on another mission together, you hardly qualify as my teammate.” Clint replied bitterly. 

[officialwolverinehowlett]

Folding both arms over my chest, I roll my eyes in response to your dog comment, figuring you already knew I would hear it. “Fine, ya damn jackass, hav’it yer way. You at least have some beer layin’ ‘round while I have to listen to yer technicalities?”

[stillxbeautiful]

“So there a reason you want ruin my perfectly good day.”

[officialwolverinehowlett]

“Because I’m a narcissistic jackass-- Least that’s what I’m told.”

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✈- Our muses on a plane.

“Excuse me– pardon me. Blind man coming through.”

Matthew took his seat, laughing a little- “Ah, the window. Lovely.”

He felt someone’s presence nearby and cringed a little. The man reeked of drugs and of uncleanliness. 

He turned so the smell would be less horrible.

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[officialwolverinehowlett]

Goddamn planes. 

If the mutant did not have to be here, he would have most certainly opted to not be confined in a small tube with too many other people-- or flying.

“What’s a window worth to a bind man?”

Of course Logan is in an aisle seat. Windows are not the best place for someone that gets airsick.