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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.]

Comments

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[shishkebub]

Nothin' that can't wait. [A pause as he considers. He's curious to know what she can do. He knows her power set back in his world isn't all her original mutation. Is this Rogue still sporting her stolen powers? A question for later.]

Find me at that big station out there, once I get off this one.

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[touchofrogue]

Plannin' on it. [She tilts her head to the side slightly.] ...just so I know how deep this rabbit hole goes - you an' the me on your world, we're...

[Fill in the blank, Wolvie.]

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[shishkebub]

Friends. Team mates. We've been doing this for years now.

[Maybe there'd been some spats in the past... maybe that one time some aliens messed with their minds and things temporarily got frisky. But nothing they'd not been able to put behind them.]

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[touchofrogue]

[Years, huh.]

Seems 'bout right.

[Wasn't much there about - well, the special trust he held. Didn't really need to be. Friend and team mates - that was enough.] I'll look ya up down here. Eat what ya can on the Marsiva, food's worse on the ships.

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[shishkebub]

An' here I thought the food on here was bad enough.

[Well. Figured it would only be getting worse. He'd adapt.]

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[touchofrogue]

If you're lucky, you'll be shuffled out while we're still at the station. I'll treat ya to a steak.

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[shishkebub]

I'll be sure to hold that to ya. [A pause.] It ain't gonna be some kinda space cow, is it?

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[touchofrogue]

It sure ain't gonna be an Earth cow. [Pause.] Ain't any real guarantee it's cow, actually...

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[shishkebub]

Shame. An' I like earth cow too.

[But. He'd basically eat anything if he had to.]

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[touchofrogue]

Complain, complain.

[A small smile.]

See ya on the other side.

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[shishkebub]

Likewise.

[There's a lopsided smirk present before he cuts the feed.]