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[weaponxanimal]

Is anyone even trying to come to class anymore? If you don't want in say so. I don't want to waste my time.

George Blake is gone in case if you still weren't sure.

Comments

[bamftothebone]

Are you a teacher?

[weaponxanimal]

Yeah. Woodshop.

[bamftothebone]

And no other kind of educational subject matter? No offense to woodwork.

[weaponxanimal]

It's plenty educational. There's geometry and basic algebra. And it takes skill to keep all of your fingers.

[bamftothebone]

It doesn't sound like much to do with how this place works.

[weaponxanimal]

Keeps the mind sharp. Unless you think there's something better, hotshot.

[bamftothebone]

Don't mind me judging how you pass the time.

[weaponxanimal]

There's more where that comes from, pal.

[bamftothebone]

Sure I have a moment to see what you've got.

{five 'ours latierrr}

[weaponxanimal]

"That all you got, huh?" Wolverine growls, stepping out of the fallen bunch of trees. Bark works its way out of his rapidly repairing skin. Whoever the masked nut was, he packed a punch.

He'd never admit it out loud, but this was just what Logan needed. Besides a new shirt and jeans.

The blood at his nose thins out and stops as he steps forward to dole another punch to the Midnighter's torso.

{five 'ours latierrr}

[bamftothebone]

"You're not one to talk," he replies, spitting out what has to be a tooth.

When was the last time Midnighter went at it for this long? In fact he can't tell how much time has truly passed between their initial meeting, a few passing remarks, and flying punches. Whatever the case, this guy just doesn't stop. His coat is paying the price. Oh and his face too, but the coat isn't as repairable.

The 'masked nut' tries to block that fist and turn his own grip over it. Ever have your arm dislocated, lumberjack nut? His own accelerated healing works only when things are properly reset. This is a gamble.

{five 'ours latierrr}

[weaponxanimal]

Logan lets loose a noise something like a roar of pain. And boy does it hurt. He needs it to hurt. He's not going to sit and feel sorry for himself He wants to tear something to shreds. Looks like it's Mr. Man in Black today and his smart mouth.

So much for fair play. The jarred ball and joint sensation triggers a different reaction. Not a retreat, back up.

SNIKT. His free arm swings fast to free himself from the Midnighter's grip and give a little something extra for that in the form of tearing, adamantium claws.

{five 'ours latierrr}

[bamftothebone]

Well what the fuck was that? His own enhancements didn't catch those when they should have. Color Wolverine special and Midnighter surprised. The ends of those claws tear three slashes into his shirt, leaving red lines in their wake. They'll heal, and fuck do they hurt, but Midnighter needs to make sure they do before this guy can make use of them and tear him wider.

"Ace up your sleeve? That wasn't very nice," he huffs.

See this sizable branch from their destruction? He kicks it up and catches one end, taking a swing to bat Logan farther away.

{five 'ours latierrr}

[weaponxanimal]

"I ain't very nice." What would have been a smirk is a face full of pine. More bark. That decent swing puts him into another tree. Before he is knocked further with inertia, Logan flings out his dislocated arm. His extended claws embed into the trunk and anchor him still. Not so dislocated anymore, nasty move.

Shaking his head gets out some bits of the fallen branch. "Nice try."

{five 'ours latierrr}

[bamftothebone]

Oh tricky tricky. The lumberjack nut is good.

Without wasting any time he tosses the branch and lunges forward to punch at Logan's torso, right where his liver might be (supernatural, genetically enhanced, or not). Another spin and the heel of his boot is cutting across to damage the other man's larynx. Fortunately this guy is of... not tall stature, but Midnighter is winded and it's showing.

{five 'ours latierrr}

[weaponxanimal]

Masked nut sure is asking for it. The torso punch knocks the breath from Wolverine's lungs. He jolts, only to be ready for the boot mentally, throwing himself back helps to lessen the damage.

It's very weird to feel your insides warp back into place. "Grgh dammit."

Nothing else to lose, Logan takes his turn leaping at the guy, claws extended to shred.