[ The sharp bite of adamantium holds a different meaning for this Logan, particularly when it comes packaged in a form like that. His heart feels like it seizes in his chest; the fury comes on swift behind it, cold against a spike of fear that isn't for himself. If Transigen can get another one of it shipped here, how many more can they send through the Ingress?
How many people will it kill?
Logan takes Rogue firmly by the arm, with an aim to drag her behind the shield of his tall frame. He's not about to let this freak lay one finger on her, not now, not ever. ]
Don't listen to it, Rogue. Get somewhere safe. Go. Go!
[ He barks at her over his shoulder, baring his teeth at the imposter. Claws out, hot between his knuckles, Logan takes a second to center himself amid the market noise...
...and charges the doppelgänger head-on, ready to feint aside and slash it in the side if he can. ]
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How many people will it kill?
Logan takes Rogue firmly by the arm, with an aim to drag her behind the shield of his tall frame. He's not about to let this freak lay one finger on her, not now, not ever. ]
Don't listen to it, Rogue. Get somewhere safe. Go. Go!
[ He barks at her over his shoulder, baring his teeth at the imposter. Claws out, hot between his knuckles, Logan takes a second to center himself amid the market noise...
...and charges the doppelgänger head-on, ready to feint aside and slash it in the side if he can. ]