<strong>Character Name:</strong>Logan (Wolverine)<br/><strong>Date/Time: </strong>16:35, 28th of June 2016<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Xavier School for gifted youngsters, Westchester, Upstage New York, Kitchen<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Wolverine uniform<br/><strong>Tagged: </strong>ladies in the kitchen<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><br/>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div style="text-align: left;">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v457/Darthvegeta800/1058843-best_superhero_costumes_in_the_world_wolverine_xme_zpsfp57vfaz.jpg) (http://smg.photobucket.com/user/Darthvegeta800/media/1058843-best_superhero_costumes_in_the_world_wolverine_xme_zpsfp57vfaz.jpg.html)</div></div></div><br/><br/>"You're a good man Logan...but God that is still just so gross!" came Amara's tease.<br/>Logan gave her a wide mischievous grin.<strong>"A man needs to sample the raw materials..."</strong><br/>He hesitated a moment.<strong>"Well... I do... and can. But then indigestion isn't a problem for me. Life's unfair to others like that"</strong>his blue gaze sparkled lightly before he returned his attention to placing some bacon on a large pan.<br/>He had forgotten how easy it could be to play 'daddy' or 'big brother' to the cubs. Or was it<em>crazy uncle?</em>Probably a bit of all three.<br/>Luckily Storm was there to be a monument of wisdom and balance. He got to play around usually and of course drag their pretty behinds out of the fire when youthful recklessness got them thrown into the deep end.<br/><br/>"Need some help?" Adelia asked.<strong>"Well I can use some eggs and cheese. See if there's any left" he stated. "Since I'm forcing everyone here to eat diet-killing food... I'll best get more than one pan"</strong>he added. He sipped from the beer again, his middle claw retracted.<br/>He had noticed Adelia's stare. Best not to scare her.<br/>He was scary enough when he got into one of his rages.<br/><br/>Wolverine hadn't reacted to Ororo's comforting touch but she was used to that. He knew it. She knew it.<br/>Logan played it tough.<br/>Always.<br/>For many many reasons.<br/>Some reasonable, some oldfashioned macho and others... because of too many scars on the soul.<br/>He still gave her a small smile each time.<br/>"I'm worried about Alison, Logan.....I think Longshot and the Mojoverse really took its toll on her."<br/>He nodded at Ororo. He took note of these things though he didn't comment on it. Best to avoid diminishing the mood he had set. Whether it was for their good or his own, he wasn't sure.<br/><br/>As the ladies chit-chatted, Logan continued turning the bacon.<br/><strong>"I'm waiting for that cheese!"</strong>he teasingly exclaimed.<br/>Though God know's if there was any.<br/>Both the X-Men and the students could devour a truck of foodstuffs. Or so it seemed sometimes.<br/>There was something oddly relaxing about this. Oddly... satisfying. Just making something simple but important. A good meal. Everyone liked a good meal right?<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>