Tuesday evening, gym (backdated liekwoah)(attn: Kitty)
Logan was roaring mad. Literally. He'd gotten into the Danger Room before Ororo and if the walls hadn't been reinforced he'd have destroyed the damn room. He'd have to remember to thank Tony for that and the zombie program when he remembered how to think straight.
Once done killing a metric fuck-ton of undead he'd changed into looser clothes more suited to martial art training.
On a muted growl he sank down onto the hardwood floor of the gymnasium and began a meditation which he hoped would calm him down some before Kitty arrived.