(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/2/29361/2992317-wolverine-hugh-jackman-as-wolverine-19126669-700-1000.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Himself: </strong>I'm tired of living forever. I'm tired of being what I have to be. I'm tired of being known as an animal or someone that you can call for help. But... a guy's slot in life is a guy's slot in life, and only a weak man complains about what he can't change.<br/><br/><strong>Storm:</strong>She's what friends aught to be right about now. Not intrusive, but there, ya know? Maybe she's more than a friend, and God knows that she's a better friend than I deserve, but I can't think about that now. No matter how many times you lose someone you love, it hurts all over again.<br/><br/><strong>Cyclops:</strong>I don't like you, punk, never did, never will, but you have a pair to match a T-Rex, and I respect that. Despite that, you're an asshole. You need someone to give you a firm kick in those huge balls to get you in touch with everyone else in your life. I just wish I'm the guy that get's to do that when the time comes.<br/><br/><strong>Nightcrawler:</strong>You crazy circus freak, catholic bub. You're the only one around here that doesn't look at me like I'm a ticking time bomb. You're the only one around here that makes me feel like I'm human, like I'm one of the guys. Heck, if I could manage to get you to let the fermentation of a good whiskey to touch your lips, we might even have a friendly brawl and then talk about the good'ol days while we nurse our wounds. Well... while you nurse your wounds, anyways.<br/><br/><strong>Gambit:</strong>Little french fuck, keep your baguette-loving hands off my daughter and I don't gut you like the fish you are. Deal, right? Aside from that, you're a decent enough youngster and I owe you.<br/><br/><strong>Iceman:</strong>Nice name. A bit on the nose, though. You're a trustworthy enough kid, so I'll spare you the grief of having to deal too much with me. Stay frosty...*snicker*<br/><br/><strong>Emma Frost:</strong>Don't know you well enough to hate you, but you have that gleam in your eye, that way that you carry yourself around like you're the smartest person in the room. People like you love meddling. I hate meddlers, so keep your freaky-ass mind outta mine, and we won't have any trouble. Clear?<br/><br/><strong>Colossus:</strong>Big guy. Hard to kill. Easy to hit though. Good for using as a front-liner and a blunt attack instrument, so I don't mind your Rusky accent, bub. You've got good instincts, and a sharp eye.<br/><br/><strong>Pyro:</strong>You're about as useless as a lighter with an attitude, bub. Always preferred matches for my cigars, anyways.<br/><br/><strong>Laura:</strong>You're a Tough kid, kid. You got spunk, you got fire, and I respect that. Now all you have to do is not grow up like I did, and you'll turn out just fine. I want before and after pictures of any guy that tries to mess with you.<br/><br/><strong>Rogue:</strong>Just because you touched me, doesn't mean you know me... well it does, but it doesn't mean you know me really. Keep the fire going, kid. I love your accent.<br/><br/><strong>Forge:</strong>Crazy ass fuck.<br/><br/><strong>Shadowcat:</strong>We work well together, we know each other. That means we're friends, and I trust you, half-pint. Tell anyone you kicked my ass back on Japan, and I'll bury you alive.<br/><br/><strong>Xavier:</strong>I don't like meddling people, but you mean well, so even though you messed with my head, I don't hate you. Doesn't mean I like you either, but I respect you, wheels.<br/><br/><strong>Mystique:</strong>Don't think I forgot how we first met, you blue bitch. First chance I get, I'll ram my claws in where you don't heal back.<br/><br/><strong>Spiral:</strong>That's a lotta hands, girl. What do you do with them all?<br/><br/><strong>Toad:</strong>You had the bad luck of being born green instead of blue. My condolences.