|Scott Summers (opticbiast) wrote in no_good_deed,|
@ 2011-04-28 23:23:00
|Entry tags:||cyclops, incomplete, wolverine|
I know who you are, I know what you did...
Who: Scott and Logan
What: Questions about the past.
When: Late night a week after Scott's return
Where: Seedy Bar close to Marie/Logan's residence.
Rating: PG-13, R.
Scott had been back at Xavier's for about a week, when he decided to finally start asking questions. From what he learned, mainly from students, Jean Grey came back from the dead and killed Scott. Then joined Magneto on a campaign for dominance, and in the process murdered Charles Xavier. During the big conclusion, Logan had stopped Jean. But when he asked where Logan was now, no one wanted to answer.
Finally he found a few students willing to talk. They were older, and probably understood Mr.Summers need to find Logan. But it wasn't what they thought. They probably thought he wanted to kill Logan for what he did to Jean. In honesty, Scott knew exactly why Logan killed her. She was out of control. Scott just didn't have it in him to stop her when he had the chance. He wanted to thank Logan, and ask him to come back. Things were different now, and their petty squabbles didn't seem important anymore.
After a few more questions, he was told of a place a ways from the School. It was still in New York, just not an area he was used to. For the past few days, Scott had been going to bars. The ones Logan would probably like to go to for a drink and relax. Or fight a few bikers. Whatever the Canadian Scrapper saw as a good time. Tonight, he was in a bar called The Golden Spur. Seemed like the rough kind of place that the clawed mutant would frequent. Odd name though.
He had been in the place for about an hour, and wasn't too happy with the looks he was getting. He wore his Bike jacket, with some Jeans. But overall it seemed they didn't like him wearing sunglasses inside. Too bad they didn't know those specs were protecting them all from the roof caving in on themselves. But Scott wasn't afraid. He could handle himself. He was only here to find Logan. Who was oddly the closest thing he saw as a friend at the moment. He just wanted to know what happened with Jean, and why he wasn't at the School. Not that Logan never ran off before, but Scott had grown to expect him to be there. Maybe tonight would be lucky...