"This
is your room. Here is your bed. Here's Ya table, your light, and I think you
can find the rest of it all by yourself, you seem to be a big girl." Damn right she's a big girl, why am I being
so sarcastic? She's right pretty if I
say so myself. She's got this beautiful
face, and this tight body, with voluptuous breasts.
"Um,
Thank you for showing me to my room, Logan." Morgan nodded her head as she turned towards the bed.
"Look,
I'm sorry I was so rude. Where are you
from?"
"Originally
ah was from Missouri. Ah grew up smack
dab in the Ozark Mountains, in a small town no bigger than a speck of dust on a
map. Ah was too good for that place,
too smart, so as soon as ah turned eighteen ah moved to Tennessee and attended
Tennessee State. As soon as ah
graduated ah moved to New York, only to be mugged and end up with a hellacious
two year headache." She smiled a
remorseful smile.
"Yah
know you're really pretty when you smile." Why did I just say that? "Uh I'm gonna go." Ya
before I say something else stupid. With
that Logan turned on his heel to walk out, but before he could step through the
door, Morgan was asking a question.
"Logan,
You wear a dog tag around your neck, I could hear the tin slide against the
balled chain. What does it say?"
"It
says, Wolverine." He muttered low, hoping that would be all of this
conversation.
"Why?"
"Cuz
I have claws." He mouthed back instantly
ashamed of his tone.
"Ah
hope one day Ah can see them in action." She crossed the room and stood
before him, reaching for his hands. "They come out here right, Ah can feel heat at three increments. There are three of them, on each hand. Ah bet they hurt when they come out don't
they?"
"Your
right they come out there, and yes it hurts when they come out. They are made of admantium and so they are
unbreakable, at least I think they are unbreakable. Well goodnight Morgan."
"Good
night, Logan." Goodnight Wolverine.
***^^^***
Logan
walked out the door closing it behind him, sighing, deciding he needed a walk
to clear his head. He walked by the
room where bartleby was pacing back and forth, he looked so feral like an
animal in a cage. In a sense that's
what he was, Logan took pity on the animal, took up his leash and took the dog
on his walk.
No
sooner did they get outside did, Logan sit against one of the tree's in the
front of the estate. "Bartleby, is
it? Well you and me, well we're alot alike. Neither of us likes being caged up, or
locked inside places. We need space; we
need companionship, even if it's only for a night. Ya, we're a lot alike. You growl when you're upset, hungry, lonely, and I growl when I'm upset,
hungry, and lonely. Yah, we are a lot
alike. But I got something that you don't; I got claws that can kill
someone. If I wake up after a nightmare
I could kill Ya for trying to wake me up. It's not that I want to Bartleby, it's just it's a primal instinct with
me.
Bartleby,
you and I could be great pals, I could take you out in the woods with me and
let Ya track and hunt like a real dog, you'd like that wouldn't you. ARK
ARK I thought you would" Logan scratched the dog's ears. "You like that donchya boy? Ya I have this spot at the back of my neck
that's like that, it takes all the humanity left in my body to keep from
shaking my leg. In fact it affects
something else." The dog leaned up
from its position of lying at Logan's feet, to lick his face planting one right
on his right chop. "Ya know boy, I
think you're the first dog I've ever seen with blue eyes." His head snapped back to the dog's eye color
to look again, but they were a sort of yellowish brown. "Whoa, what made me think your eyes
were blue? I think this has been enough
of a break don't you boy? Let's get ya
back to your room."
He
took the dog back inside, refilled his kibble bowl, added some fresh water and
left the dog to sleep on a bed of blankets.
As
he walked down the hallway something went off inside his mind, like a blue
electric current. He raced down the
hallways towards the lab.