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[shishkebub]

Who: Logan
Broadcast: Fleet wide
Action: The Marsiva
When: Now!

MEANWHILE...

[He's a Canadian Bub and he just woke up on the Marsiva. With all the shit that he'd been dealing with lately trying to track down Romulus and deal with his demented son, he might have handled this whole being in space thing a whole lot worse. Instead the feed opens with Logan standing in front of the viewing bay with his hands in his pockets and a less than pleased expression written in his features.]

Damn. Space again.

[It wasn't like he went into space all the time, but he didn't especially enjoy it. He could be seen tapping the glass gently with the business end of one metal claw protruding from his wrist. Well, he sure as hell hoped there was someone around who was a better pilot in zero atmosphere than he was. Besides, at least he couldn't see Galactus out there.

Later when the feed cuts off, Logan will try getting past the visitor's area of the Marsiva by trying to cut a path through one of the walls with his claws. Unfortunately besides making some very unpleasant sounds, he doesn't seem to succeed in cutting his way through. Too bad.]

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[shishkebub]

Trying to pry his claw into a wall panel didn't seem to be working so well. So with a distinctive snikt the claw slid back inside of his forearm. He gave the wall a final rap with his fingers before concluding that he certainly wasn't going to be getting anywhere the old fashioned way. Would that Magneto was around just now.

He finally turned to Kate and gave her a once over. She looked familiar, but the name wasn't coming to mind immediately. Out of costume and out of context, she might have been anyone. But he knew enough to know she was a costume.

"The former. 'specially if I ain't taken a liking to you."

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[ladybro]

"Lucky for me, my likability is off the charts," she answered -- whip-quick, but without too much bright-eyed idealism. The situation was, as yet, too precarious to be too presumptuous. And so the words fall more like second nature than proud declaration. Kate crosses her arms. And she watched him watch her.

"--You don't even recognize me, do you." She huffed. Typical big-shot Avenger.

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[shishkebub]

He shrugged. "We've met."

But if he was expected to put a name to some fresh faced costume on the streets, then that might be asking a bit much. He knew he had seen her with the Avengers and he had an inkling that maybe she was part of that junior league that was kicking around.

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[ladybro]

She wasn't all that offended. Not truly. After all, he was Wolverine and she was -- well, she knew who she was. Their circles co-mingled only in the most superficial of ways. And (frankly) she'd known him by 'Wolverine' well before she picked up any costume of her own. The Avengers were living legends, after all.

"Kate," she said. And a muscle in her arm twitched, as if she was still deciding whether to offer a handshake. "Bishop. It's okay if you don't, you know. My feathers aren't ruffled."

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[shishkebub]

"Logan." As was always the case with him, there was no indication if there was meant to be a longer name to go with that. But he was out of costume and there wasn't much point in using a codename just now. The name didn't do a whole lot to jog his memory. He didn't think she had anything to do with the other Bishop he knew.

He made no effort to offer a hand to shake. It didn't occur to him. "Might not be yer Logan though. There's multiverse shit going on here."

He hated multiverse shit.

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[ladybro]

Something in her expression fell. Multiverse shit. It rang an unpleasant bell -- one which she'd tried to forget time and time again, but which she wouldn't allow an inch of headway. No ground given.

Bluntly: "But you're still an Avenger, right?"

Because that's all I care about. Everything else was details.

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[shishkebub]

He nodded. "But you aren't."

Unless she was in her universe. But her answer would be telling either way. More importantly, he knew she wasn't in his own universe. Logan may not remember everyone, but he knew his teammates.

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[ladybro]

"Young Avenger," she supplied him with the answer. Smooth as silk. "And that's practically the same thing, if you ask Captain America."

Except some days Kate didn't want to ask Captain America. Some days, Captain America could go suck an egg. Either way, she'd try and play this card for as long as she could. It was always doubly-humiliating when she had to drop Barton's name in order to get anything done.

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[shishkebub]

Young Avengers. And there it was. He remembered that well, but in all that mess, it was the two twins and the half-Skrull that had been important. But he'd seen her face here and there after that.

"With the bow," he supplied. "Not so sure Cap would agree on that, though."

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[ladybro]

"With the bow," Kate nodded. "Which I notice didn't follow me here."

She could try and quibble over what was or was not Cap's intention, but it seemed about as fruitless as bickering over Beatles' lyrics. So, instead, she looked on the brightside. Hey, at least he didn't call her Lady Hawk or She-Clint or something else equally horrifying.

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[shishkebub]

He could in fact see she didn't have a bow with her. That was certainly an inconvenience. But that's why he was Weapon X. He didn't need to come with accessories. "Looks like a clothes-on-your-back kind of deal." Logan patted his shirt pocket. "They took my lighter."

And his smokes. That was just downright insulting.

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[ladybro]

"--They left my with my phone, but," she dug the piece of tech out of her pocket. Plenty of battery life, but no bars. "Not very helpful. Aaaand." Kate sorted through the other stuff in her palm. "A dog treat, three pennies, and a bobby pin."

Hmph. "MacGyver'd be a godsend right about now."

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[shishkebub]

He eyed the dog treat a for a moment, but decided he had more dignity than that. "Best hold on to that biscuit. Might be the closest thing you'll get to food 'round here."

Logan might not have stopped to eat properly, but he had sampled. The food had failed to impress in all the ways that mattered.

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[ladybro]

"Actually, there's a cafeteria just--" she turned her upper-body, glancing back in the direction from whence she came. It wasn't exactly as gourmet as the stuff she was used to eating -- especially when Papa Bishop took her out to bribe her goodwill with good food -- but as she'd passed by she'd sorta...naturally understood how to squeeze some decent sustenance out of the place.

Well, when in Space-Rome.

"Wanna grab lunch?"

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[shishkebub]

He tilted his head to look back to the cafeteria. The food there he had tried wasn't great, but he'd eaten a whole hell lot worse. It was just his preferred kind of worse was something that was real food - not this synthesized garbage.

He shrugged. "Fine."

One foot in front of the other, he plodded his way to the cafeteria and to where he could fill a plate with what amounted to sustenance.

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[ladybro]

"Cool," she tries not to hyperventilate. Because she just invited Wolverine to do lunch. Wasn't that just so Avengers-y of her? If Kate's cheeks appear a little flushed, then it has little to do with fluster or modesty. Instead, it's a lot like a small-time musician meeting Madonna. Or Beyoncé. Wolverine, you are the Queen Bey of the superhero world. For once, she was starting to get why Billy and Teddy made such a big deal out of these guys.

Kate's medium height was all in her legs -- and those legs brought her striding back down the hall from whence she came. "I have a really good feeling about the pale green cubes. I think if we chop them up and toss them in some of that darkish coloured gel, and serve it over crushed rice-coloured lumps...we might actually be able to makeshift ourselves a Combo Number A."

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[shishkebub]

Logan took his own time getting where he was going and never felt any particular need to try and quicken his pace to keep up with the more longer limbed people he associated with. It was not lost on him that she certainly seemed elated by his company, which spoke volumes perhaps of how bloated his reputation had become among the costumed crowd.

"Sounds like ya got a better idea of what to do than me. Knock yerself out, kid."

He gestured vaguely to the food counters. He was more than willing to eat whatever she sat in front of him if it meant having slightly more flavor. Too bad his enhanced senses meant that he could taste the fakeness in just about anything.

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[ladybro]

Somehow, it all just clicked. Kate hopped the self-serve station at the cafeteria and started gathering up globs of protein for her own use. A little bit of this and a little bit of that and (with little more than a plastic knife to help the process) she ends up with something that (if you squint) might be a convincing stand-in for tofu teriyaki over rice and peas. Frankly, she surprised herself.

Kate dropped a plate in front of Wolverine and, with doubt in her voice: "I...don't usually do this sorta thing."

Spoken like a prom queen taking a sip from the rebel's flask. This felt unlike herself.

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[shishkebub]

He said nothing, but only raised an eyebrow as he looked at the rather unappetizing looking results of her labor. Still, he'd eaten things a whole lot slimier looking, so he forked a piece of it and chewed on it thoughtfully. While it was be outright lies to call it great, it tasted about as good as a frozen dinner might - impressive given the limitations of ingredients to work with.

"Not bad. It tastes better'n it looks." As for whether she regularly cooked or not, well that was her business.

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[ladybro]

"Downright passable."

She speared a forkful of her own portion. Michelin Star dining this ain't, but she could recall a handful of months ago when she'd been so broke in LA that she'd nearly started chowing down on cat-food. The feline she'd been pet-sitting was a picky son of a bitch, and would only eat the stuff with the green label. Like some sorta fool, she always bought the cat's food before her own.

"So." She chewed. She swallowed. "How long've you been here?"

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[shishkebub]

"Well." Logan looked up to one of the large screens showing the time, thought about it a moment, and gave his answer. "'bout two hours."

So, not long at all. And he hadn't even torn everything apart yet. He was being downright civil in fact.

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[ladybro]

"Me, too. Nearish enough."

Was that a clue? Some kinda simultaneous grab from home. Because she as quick to accept him as being from home, unwilling to entertain another foray into the mayfly dimensions. Kate chased a bit of tofu-looking protein around the plate.

"Hate the music."

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[shishkebub]

"An' here I was trying to block that out." He took a moment to shoot a dirty look in the direction of one of the speakers. It was probably meant to disguise the thumming of the ship's internal mechanisms, but Logan could hear that as well. As if reading her mind though (but he wasn't), he ended up on the subject of the multiverse. "I'm told lots of familiar faces are coming from not so familiar places."

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[ladybro]

"Alternates? Yeah."

Her shrug was sorta mild. Like she cared, but didn't want to make it obvious that she cared a lot.

"For all we know, you and me might not be from the same address. I don't even know how to begin having that conversation. When any one little decision or action could be different, how can you ever be certain?"

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[shishkebub]

"Ya start with the big stuff. Work your way down." An easy way was to consider perhaps the more outlandish of alternates, that being Kitty's own universe. "Any major supervillains ruling the world where you come from?"