⊗ ⋮ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ƒօɾҽѵҽɾ, ɪᴛ's ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ уσυяѕєℓf ƒօɾҽѵҽɾ. ⋮ ⊗ I can keep you safe, @HackedTheirCode. They're all afraid of me... 「 #MarvelRP 」
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— revived account
— literate and descriptive
— mcu au with some comic influence
— like for a dm to plot / rt&like for a gif starter
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( @SeismAbsconder ) « his pockets in preparation. "Why don't we give 'em a real warm 'welcome'?"
( @SeismAbsconder ) « it was unwise to challenge the Wolverine, especially when accompanied by someone who could quite literally create earthquakes at will.
"Looks like it.." Tone was dark, head tipping to the side as to crack his neck, hands removed from »
( @SeismAbsconder ) « into view, and the hair on the back of his neck stood up, a clear indication that the mood was about to shift drastically.
⠀⠀Shoulders tensing, eyes narrowing, a low grow leaving his throat. If they wanted a fight, they'd get one, but »
( @SeismAbsconder ) « it, ask her to help locate the group so that they could be taken care of, given as she could work as many wonders with a computer as Daisy herself could. Of course, that would have to be taken care of later, because the van came back »
( @SeismAbsconder ) « wouldn't have to put herself in harms way once again in order to protect more people like her.
Nodding some as she spoke, memorizing the information for use later, even if it wasn't much. He could always ask Callie to help expand on »
( @SeismAbsconder ) « hate group out for mutants and Inhumans alike was worse given how many there already were. It'd need to be taken down, and in order for that to be done, Logan needed all of the information that he could get on it, that way Daisy »
( @SeismAbsconder ) « street where two powered individuals were trying to exchange information.
⠀⠀Focus, however, remained on the Inhuman for the time being, the sound of the van in the background mostly just noise. As bad as it circling back was, another »
( @SeismAbsconder ) « circling back to head for the same street it'd just passed meant bad news. There were only a handful of reasons that a person would circle around like they were, and even less reasons that a van like that one would circle back on a »
( @SeismAbsconder ) « been alive for a long time, longer than most people would've expected given his physical appearance, and though he didn't /remember/ a great deal of his life before the Adamantium, he'd still been around long enough to know that a van »
( @SeismAbsconder ) The diver of the van likely thought they were being subtle, given Daisy's own van parked across the street, and the fact that the street they'd chosen to meet wasn't always home to the most honorable people, but Logan knew better. He'd »
Nose wrinkling at the bridge, eyes narrowing as she appeared, and from the cupboard, of all places.
“Don’t fuckin’ do that.” nitter.gq/mutantmog/status/98368…
There’s mischievous giggling coming from… the cupboard? Oh, yep, there she is - head peeping out from behind the door.
“Yes, Logan? Is something wrong?” nitter.gq/claweddeviant/status/9…
A warning growl was emitted, verdant hues narrowing on the hand on his shoulder.
A beat passed, and the axe came up to shove the hand off, another growl lacing his words.
“Y’got /two/ seconds, kid, an’ that’s bein’ generous.”
Nearly choking on the alcohol, spinning on the heel of his boot in search of the mutant, and then—
“DAMMIT, MOG.” nitter.gq/mutantmog/status/98274…
Yelling from an unknown location.
“FU N C T I O N A L A L C O H O L I C.”
Is it a roast? A compliment? A statement? Who knows. nitter.gq/claweddeviant/status/9…
"Yeah? Well get in the non-existent line, bub." Shoving past the male, roughly knocking his shoulder into the other's, continuing out of the area, cigar between his lips.
He was in no mood for conversation today.
( @SeismAbsconder ) — onto a backstreet that went around behind the duo. It was circling, coming back, and in this line of 'work', that could only mean one thing.
( @SeismAbsconder ) — start with.
"A'ight," he then spoke, nodding once, hands being shoved into the pockets of his worn leather jacket. "I ain't got all night. I'm listenin'." Though, not just to Daisy. He was listening to the van, as well, as it'd turned —
( @SeismAbsconder ) — though Logan remained in his place on the sidewalk, simply observing the van in silence.
⠀It reached the end of the street, sped up, and drove away. Logan frowned, but returned his focus to Daisy, as if the van had never been there to —