driftfleet | [Video]

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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I ain't exactly the damseling type anyway. [Pfft, rescue Wolverine? Please.] There a lot of space-faring folk here?

_{[ It's okay to say you need help, Logan. Really. ]}

I've talked to several at least - even one from what you could call my future. That's a thing too, by the way. I run with trying not to think to hard on it, just causes headaches.

Space. Time travel. Other dimensions. Reality TV.

[He lets out a long suffering sigh.]

Ain't anything I haven't dealt with.

[And hey. At least it's not hell.]

You must have been leading one hell of an interesting life if you can say that here.

Shit has a way of finding me. An' I have a way of getting myself neck deep in it.

[To say trouble finds him solely is wrong. He sure as hell goes looking for it too.]

_{[ He laughed at that. ]}

Well, feels good to finally have some company in the fleet then!

_{[ He's totally not responsible for all the crap that happens to him
and his crew... okay, that's a lie, he's responsible for a fair portion of
it. ]}

If yer the only one to call company in this fleet, this place is shaping up to be shoddy.

[Nothing against Kirk, but he wasn't sure he was prepared to just go play house with a bunch of civvies.]

It hasn't been terrible so far. The situation isn't the best, but the people have made up for it.

_{[ But then, he's a social guy, so it's easy for him, and in some ways
he very much needs people around him. ]}

Shame I ain't ever been a people person. A good bar would go a lot further for me.

As it turns out, I'm pretty sure this space station has a number of them. So you're in luck for when you get shoved off the Marsiva.

Seems criminal makin' us wait our turn before shuffling us out. 'specially with this elevator music.

Well, they've already kidnapped us and operated on us without consent, what's one more crime on top of it all?

There's crime and then there's crime. [Obviously this was crime.]

_{[ Well clearly. ]}

True, but eventually it's just one more bullet on the list, right?

I'll be keepin' that list in mind, once I get a chance of meeting 'em.

I'd ask if you'd leave some pieces for the rest of us, but I get this feeling that's asking to much, huh?

People are more'n welcome to rush ahead. I'm thorough, but I ain't speedy.

What's the old phrase? Slow and steady wins the race? Or is it get more satisfaction?

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