Vicious circle

For the second time that day I woke to a blue face staring at me.

"Before you inquire into my health, I'd like to know how Rogue is doing."

"She's sleeping. There appear to be no residual effects from her experience."

I gave a sigh of relief. "Good. And to answer the question that you're about to ask, yes, I'm alright."

"That's good to hear. When you're ready, I'll show you your room."

I got to my feet in one motion. "Before you do that, I'd like to see the fabled Danger Room."

McCoy shook his head. "I'm afraid that that's not possible right now. Logan is using it, and he doesn't take kindly to interruptions."

I smiled. "Even better."

McCoy gave me a look of astonishment. "You do know who Logan is, right?"

"Wolverine. He has an accelerated healing factor. Due to his time in weapon X he also has an adamantium covered skeleton and three retractable claws in each arm. He fights like a berserker, and causes a lot of collateral damage. You're afraid that he'll do me serious injury, despite the fact that you know about my pain-touch and resurrection abilities. How am I doing?"

McCoy gave me an astonished look. "How did you know all of that?"

"Simple. I do my homework. Can we go to the Danger Room now?"

McCoy shook his head. "You are determined to get on Logan's bad side, aren't you?"

"You could say that."

McCoy sighed. "Follow me. But you can't say I didn't warn you."

I ignored him.

McCoy showed me to the Danger Room door. "There you are. See you later!"

I grabbed his arm as he tried to walk away. "Open the door first."

He smiled. "I only said that I'd take you to the Danger Room. You can get in on your own. Later!"

As he walked away I smiled. It was a rare occurrence for me to be thwarted, and I needed the practice.

Turning, I tapped the door. Perfect.

Once the doors had collapsed, I strolled into the room. It was pitch black.

"Who are ya, bub, and how'd ya get in here?" A voice growled.

"I go by Eternal these days. You knew me as Revo Mort."

"What'cha doin' here?"

"Hoping for a workout. That is, if you can handle it."

Wolverine dropped down in front of me. Without warning he rammed his claws through my abdomen.

"I'll take that as a yes." I said once I'd regenerated.

"Ya think, bub?"

I swiped his ankles and was on my feet before he'd hit the ground. "Yes, I do. We going with my standard rules of engagement?"

Wolverine popped his other set of claws. "Remind me what they are, bub"

"Anything goes. I keep my pain-touch on at all times, trauma level. You get one freebie kill. Oh, and no calling me 'bub', OK?"

"Sure thing, bub." Wolverine grinned.

I grinned back. "You will regret that later."

"Nice try, but your Jedi powers need work, bub."

RAAAAAAARGH! Wolverine lept at me.

I ducked, rolled and kicked him as he landed.

"Wow Wolvie, you've been working on those face plants. That must have hurt."

"Not as much as this is going to. YAH!"

I hit the wall head first. As I got back to my feet, I smiled. Dang, but that felt good!