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[There isn't very much to be seen - Logan is holding his communicator and walking down Lander. The rain is hitting his skin, sizzling, and healing itself within a few moments. He's obviously not fazed by it, and he keeps walking.]

Figures.

'lright, we need a plan here.

If yer in the lower floors of Latimir an' ya ain't injured, ya got two options. Get outta th' building til it can be secured, 'r help find people who're injured.

If yer in another buildin', we're gonna need some help. Th' damage is pretty bad.

If yer injured 'r were up on th' floor that got damaged, let me 'r anyone ( Read more... )

Sorry kid. Hadda be done.

S'always th' worse when it's a good one too.

[After seeing R!Syaoran die, Logan picked up the scent of Malice!Clone!Syaoran and killed him. Ooops.]

'lright ( Read more... )

'lright, I think by now, everyone knows about th' monsters and angry people.

Anyone got any idea how it started? Sittin' around an' just lettin' it consume people ain't gonna help. An' if there's any way ta stop it, we gotta get it done before any more people get killed.

[Filtered to Teddy/notquitehulk; Difficult to hack]When yer settled in, I wanna talk to ( Read more... )

[The feed turns on, and some grumbling can be heard. After a minute the loud "SNIKT" sound can be heard, and the feed switches to video. A visibly frustrated (and shirtless /o/) Logan can be seen. His hand lifts up, and one of the claws sticking out of his hands grazes his face ( Read more... )

Somethin' ain't right here. Where's everyone gettin' these brownies from?

[Locked to Sho; Unhackable]

'm ready. Soon as I get this done, I'm gonna work out a plan to go check shit out.

[/Locked]

I got a feelin' that it ain't gonna be the liquor that makes this weekend weird.