<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/SKO112.jpg) </div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>         James Logan Howlett<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>           Wolverine<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance, Humanity<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>          Iron Man, Husk, Domino, Any Resistance or Humanity member nearby<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Jarvis, I hope that you have me on your sensors, because I am practically there.<br/><br/>++Affirmative, Mister Logan.. the door will be open in sufficient time....++<br/><br/>Logan gunned it, knowing that Stark may want to look at the silencing tech on the bike, if it wasn't already his or stolen from him.  He respected the many about that, as in his mind to much of his tech got stolen before.  People love to do that, take from others.  Logan didn't dwell as he was thinking about the people that he was going to see soon.  Logan never wanted to hug someone as much as he wanted to hug Husk and Domino both right now.<br/><br/>Hell broke loose, and now Logan wanted to give someone else hell.  To much dealing with people like Apocalypse over so many years of his life reminded him of one thing: some very bad people always deserve to die.  He had seen to many good people gone, people who gave, both human and mutants, everything. He was tired of those who took and feed off of those who try and make the world better.  He held his thoughts in check, as he focused on what he could do now.<br/><br/>He was soon watching as Jarvis opened the door, and Logan road the bike in.  He soon was applying the heavy duty brakes in just the right amounts together, bringing the bike to a smooth stop right in front of Paige.<br/>