Logan/Remy combo post
As Remy watched the wounds erupt all over Creed's body, part of him remembered the horrors he saw when he was younger... but then another part of him felt a sick glee, Dat avenges a' leas' one Morlock... maybe.
Logan smelled the new blood in the air; the wet iron of satisfaction. He watched coldly, like a judge passionlessly delivering a sentence. Creed whimpered like his many victims. Cryin' like tha animal ya are.
Remy silently went back to dragging the feral by the arm. Logan grabbed the other arm and they hauled his body down the corridor. A small trail of blood was left on the floor. Neither the Cajun nor Canadian paid any attention. Both had seen much more in the way of gore.
As they hauled the large body of the blond feral into the null-grav field, both of them felt relief. Remy turned around and faced the rest; his burning eyes had a vaguely distant, haunted look.
Logan pressed the button. Creed's hulking form began to float in the air; his own sensitive vision could see the wounds begin to close, very slightly. "Alright Cyke," Logan stated as he tapped his communicator, "we got tha animal in his cage. Thank fuck."