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Post by logan on Jul 29, 2006 17:41:22 GMT -5
Outside, Wolverine dashed down the steps, and put the fancy phone to his head.
“Logan.” He said, a note of business in his voice. “Hey 'Ro, good to hear from ya, what's going on? Pretty much driving around, actually, doing some thinking... I'm coming back now, though.”
“Right now I'm at Rogue's place, actually. It's pretty nice out here...”
He listened for a moment.
“Baltimore? What the hell's in Baltimore?”
A smile slowly spread on Logan's face as she explained. Truth be told, he never quite felt as alive as he did when in open combat. Of course, the mention of Alcatraz had brought back a painful sting about what had been done there, but his blood was already flowing about the possibility of tangling with more Brotherhood mutants soon.
“Oh yeah, 'Ro, I'd be happy to come up and... Robots? Hmm... alright. You know me, 'Ro. I'm in. I'm always in.”
He nodded, smiling because he knew she was.
“Alright,” He said, “Send the chopper, or whatever the hell it is you got now.”
He added at the end: “See ya then.”
Turning and sliding the phone back into his pocket, he looked back at Rogue's place. Here for a few hours, and already the world starts to fall apart again. He hoped Marie would understand. Hell, she'd probably be grateful just to see Storm again, he had to admit he was.
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