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Wolverine #27 Variant Cover

Drawn by me, coloured by @COLORnMATT

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It had been quiet in the room as Jean and Jumbo worked on her attire. Logan didn’t have much to say, wasn’t much for conversation in general— but he was also feeling the pull towards her and was trying not to stare as the other two looked over the final details of Jean’s clothing. His hands were clasped together in his lap, and he fiddled with his thumbs every once in a while.

When she turned to him and stepped into a clearer view, Logan sat up straighter and let himself give her his full attention. “Looks great. Scott’s gonna love it.” A smile pricked at the corners of his lips when she smiled at him, and he couldn’t help but tease her a bit. Then he let out a sigh.

“I’ve got enough going on with X-Force. You know that.” He wasn’t upset at her, of course. He was just reminding her. “I like where I am right now. I like what I do. Sometimes I don’t think there’s much sense in changing things when it’s working just fine how it is.”

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It was the calm before the storm. One thing was for certain, and that was that the Hellfire Gala was going to cause a rather large splash. Emma would accept nothing less and Jean was culpable as well in regards to feeding the frenzy; the Gala had become the time for the X-Men to announce their newest iteration of the team through the telepathic vote. There wasn’t enough time to see anyone anymore, so Jean was getting creative. That, in this instance, included bringing Logan to her final fitting for her Gala costume. 

As Jumbo worked to attach the cape between the shoulder blades, Jean glanced back at the Canadian. He hadn’t even attended the Gala last year, opting instead to work security. For the second year in a row, Jean would arrive on the arm of her husband. It was just this time that everyone’s eyes would be on them unfavorably. Jumbo stepped back and Jean carefully moved to descend from the dais.

“Does it look okay?” She took the green and gold in before smiling slightly as she switched gears. “You know, all you have to do is say the word and I’ll nominate you for the X-Men vote. You’d be a great addition to the team.”

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“Sometimes.” Logan knew that firsthand. Wolverines were solitary by nature, but that wasn’t his life anymore. “Takes some getting used to when it seems easier to be on your own.”

“People can learn to be team players. It happens, doesn’t it?”

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“You look like shit, kid.”

Jimmy’s beard was scraggly and unkempt, his clothes weatered, and his boots caked with mud, as he arrived on the scene. “Been a long time…” He said as if the words were hard to get out. “But we’re back now. I know we’ve missed a lot.”

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“It’s crap, isn’t it?” Logan replied, arms crossed. “Spend some time in Canadian forests, you might change your mind. Or you know, stay in the ocean. You’re basically a fish, right?”

Every step upon the surface made his lip curl and his mood sour but Namor persisted. There was no other choice. Not anymore. The cold winds disturbed the sand at his bare feet and he folded his arms across his chest, stared across the water. This place’s air sat like oil in his lungs, along his skin. His frown deepened.

“Disgusting,” he said. “How do you all breathe like this?”

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madamefontaine​:

“Oh, the cold doesn’t bother me. That’s for people who are from the South. Us Northerners are used to it.” Valentina flashed a wolves grin at the mutant as she plopped herself down next to him on the bench and took out a card. “Valentina Allegra De Fontaine. But for you, Wolverine, you can just call me Val.” Something about Walker calling her that got under her skin, but Logan was a higher priority here.

When the card was presented, Logan simply stared at it. A few long seconds passed before he glanced to her, not hiding his annoyance. “I came out here to be alone. And smoke a cigar. Not talk to strangers with dumb sounding names.” He sat back against the bench, continuing to ignore the card he was being offered. “What do you want?”

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dvrkchylde​:

“You may be Canadian, but I’m Russian. I think I have you beat.” A lip escaped black colored lips. “I’m looking for beer. Good beer, and Kate’s out at sea. I know you’re her hook-up.”

“Fair enough.” Logan grumbled in agreement. “Unless you’re wanting one of these, you’re shit outta luck right now.” He pulled out a cigar to show her before lighting it. “It’s not like I carry beer around with me everywhere. Not a bad idea though.”

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mrvlgirl​:

“Yeah? I’m not.” Jean rubbed her hands up and down her arms. “But I have to talk with you, so I’ll find a way to manage. You saw the news, didn’t you? I think everyone has.”

Logan shuffled over next to her so their arms bumped together. He had always been warmed-blooded and the difference between their body temperatures became quickly apparent. “Course I did.” He looked to her, searching her face. “What’s on your mind?”

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honeykinney​:

“Oh, no, the cold is cool with me. I can’t even really feel it, remember?” Gabby could feel things, but her pain receptors were completely blocked. So she could enjoy the nice weather without the uncomfortable sensation that most bodies gave as a response to cover up. She had a jacket on regardless though as she plopped down next to Logan. “You’re not getting rid of me that easy.”

Logan shot her a sideways glance, smiling softly enough that it might not even be noticed. He let the silence fall over them for a few beats, watching as his breath dissipated in the breeze. There was a cigar in his pocket he was about to pull out before she showed up, but he decided to keep it tucked away for now. “Got nothin’ else better to do, huh?” His tone was light. He adored Gabby and Laura but still wasn’t the best at conversation. That was his fault, not theirs. “Or uh, you got something on your mind?”

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“I’m Canadian. I like the cold. If you wanna keep talkin’ you’re just gonna have to deal with it.”

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“There’s been a lot going on. Been busy. If you’ve got something to say, spit it out.”

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HUGH JACKMAN as Logan in X-Men Origins: Wolverine (2009)

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tvmpvs​:

“We have some guidelines and people to help enforce it. You should read the wills people are drafting. Not everyone wants to return.”

“Doesn’t surprise me. Life gets complicated enough as it is without resurrection being thrown into the mix. Sometimes one life is enough.”

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bbombshells​:

“That just sucks because it brings me to my current phase of  existence: I don’t know how to be better.”

“Watch everyone else, then. Learn by example. I think you do know how to be better, you just don’t remember right now.”

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“You both have long hair, lots of a strength, and a hammer. Well, he doesn’t have one anymore right? So that gives you a point in the pros column.”

“Even in the midst of this chaos people have found the energy to be angry at the idea of a  ‘female Thor’. I fail to understand your world.”

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pclariis​:

“The gossip mill never stops in the mommy support group.” Not that Lorna would ever join one. The Island was slow on the make more mutants thing so far. “Sounded real fine. Actually, it sounds like shit so I’m sorry. Now we have to see Scott’s smug face and a weirdly sad  Wolverine.” Then again, Scott had had a weird variety of faces when he moonlit as an extremist. “Don’t you have two children already? I know that doesn’t help here, but you and Jean seemed like a couple. Is that over?”

“It’s over. My fault, not hers.” Logan had walked away. It had felt like the only option. And Lorna was right-- it was pretty damn shitty. “This isn’t about my other kids. You have a kid, you know what it’s like. It’s about..” He drifted off, shaking his head. “It doesn’t matter anymore.

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f-eliciaa​:

“You’re also not what I’d consider a hero, either.”

“That makes two of us. You don’t exactly need to be an expert to think that.”