Starving (Enigma)
Logan was now bruised and bloody and the worse for the wear after his encounter with the Hulk. The part of him that used to be a teenaged boy was geeking out over the fact that there was actually a freaking Hulk in the City, just a little bit. But who he was now-the baser side of his nature-just wanted to rip into someone.
Whatever the situation, he needed to feed more than ever now. He was in bad shape and blood would restore him.
He did know that he would have to be more careful with wherever he got his blood from. Perhaps he would just head back to the bar and help himself to some synthetic blood, though that didn't sound anywhere near appetizing at the moment.
If he had to, he would. But for now, his eyes were open for anyone else that might make an easy meal. He would just have to get their name and make sure he wasn't feeding on someone who could really fight back. He might even have to glamour them if need be.
Whatever the situation, he needed to feed more than ever now. He was in bad shape and blood would restore him.
He did know that he would have to be more careful with wherever he got his blood from. Perhaps he would just head back to the bar and help himself to some synthetic blood, though that didn't sound anywhere near appetizing at the moment.
If he had to, he would. But for now, his eyes were open for anyone else that might make an easy meal. He would just have to get their name and make sure he wasn't feeding on someone who could really fight back. He might even have to glamour them if need be.