Logan (canucklehead) wrote in welcomethreads, @ 2014-10-31 22:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | fred weasley, logan howlett / wolverine |
Who: Logan Howlett and / OPEN
What: Logan's collecting supplies for people and killing zombies.
Where: All about Storybrooke.
When: After the zombies arrive!
Rating: High, for violence and language. Logan's not in a good mood.
Status: Open, in Progress
Notes: If you want a scene, simply feel free to tag in with whatever, or start your own subthread.
Fucking. Storybrooke. It was the thought that crossed his mind often in this place, but never so clearly as it was when Logan had stepped outside the Tower. The initial reports on the Network had been enough to get his attention and one look outside hadn't done his mood any favors. Even coming from a world like he had, where all manner of aliens and monsters populated the world, the undead were high on Logan's list of 'Least favorite things'. They were an affront to all things natural and more often than not, Logan's experience with the undead had a way of involving at least one person he knew. Maybe that was the thought at the root of his visceral rage. Maybe that was why he was carving through the undead like an animal. He knew better than to let himself get too brazen, taking out the smaller gatherings and putting distance between the larger groups of shufflers and himself. Every single one of them that got in his way however, Logan dispatched swiftly. Some were cut out at the knees, left to be crushed sunder the heavy falls of an adamantium boot. Others still were cleaved clean, leaving Logan to skulk though the night with a trail of dismembered dead in his wake. His first designated stop was the hospital. If the dead were going to start walking around, then a hospital seemed like a likely spot where people were going to need help getting out of a mess. There were medical supplies there too, first aid kits and things Logan knew would be of use if this lasted too long. From there he'd move on to the schools, the youth center, the pharmacy, the grocery store. He mapped out his route, he picked the places he knew he'd have to hit, and then it was back to home base. It was a solid plan, Logan assured himself of that fact several times as he continued to make his way, zombie by zombie, to where he needed to be, to get what he needed to get, and to make sure the people who were going to be relying on him had what they needed. |