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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Keia" data-source="post: 1632390" data-attributes="member: 98">Wolverine - (Logan), unhurt*Logan stood outside the window of the kitchen, looking in . . . concealed by the green branches of the nearby shrubbery.  Standing at 5’3”, Logan was loosely wearing a flannel shirt, torn blue jeans, and hiking boots . . . there were no indications of the adamantium skeleton and claws that were now a part of him.  He watched the antics within the kitchen form his concealment, confident in his heightened senses and abilities.**Kitty seemed quite pleased with herself and her movie night, which Logan supposed was fine – he just wasn’t in the mood for ‘family time.’  Even Kurt, who had been a part of the Weapon X program as much as he was (as he was told – his memories of it were somewhat dim) seemed to be enjoying himself greatly.**Logan was interested in solitude, or perhaps a couple of beers (a lot of beers, considering his healing abilities).  He really needed to find someone to play poker with . . . Logan had had an inch to play but nobody in the mansion seemed to want to play – not surprising considering his temperament and the other ‘rumors’ going around.*’Wonder if Fury and his boys would be interested in a game sometime, Logan thought.  I’ll have to ask . . . on one of those rare occasions that someone wasn’t trying to kill me.*Wolverine, his codename on the team, lingered for a moment more before deciding to head out into the night air.*</blockquote>

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