<div class="floatleft">(https://www.indiewire.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/02/10wrp4zrhzcnjka7dklcxz6ebhd.jpg?w=780)</div><strong>Code Name</strong>: The Wolverine<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: Logan Howlett<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Arrived<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2019) - 12: 35 AM<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Storm (directly)<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>:<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://www.bobstores.com/on/demandware.static/-/Sites-vestis-master-catalog/default/dw03732ccb/product/images/2037/319/2037319/2037319_001_main.jpg)</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Like usual things went from relatively quite with a hint of something wrong to full on action in less than a minute. What was it about mutant kind? That so many of their interactions with the world ended in violence? Why did it feel like driving your head against a brick wall? This should have been a simple recruitment mission… it should have been a simple case of helping a young girl find a home and place that fit who she was.<br/><br/>Once upon a time Logan lived for this, lived for the feeling of his claws descending and hurtling himself head first into a fight. He used to find such beauty in being the beast and counted it as a point of pride that people feared him and his name.<br/><br/>The name of the Wolverine.<br/><br/>Now though? Now he dreaded what he was about to do. He dreaded it with every fiber of his being. Even as his claws came out and he followed after the love of his life he wished they were anywhere else but here.<br/><br/>He wished there was another way.<br/><br/>Would there ever be though? How long had they been trying? He ignored the question as he watched Storm fly back. Her being hurt was enough to get him good and properly angry. The old rage filled him and just like that he was gone as he tore into the Reavers and attacked them. His world became a mess of body parts, blood, and motor oil.<br/><br/>“Get the kid out of here Ro!” He shouted his voice gruff and commanding.