Logan

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The immense power coming from Jean was indeed frightening and Betsy was not wrong in feeling that. Jean could feel and locate each of her friends, Ororo, Logan , Betsy, she knew exactly where they were. /Don't focus on me , finish letting people of the water / it was such an echoed voice in each of their heads , her voice mixed with something older, like she had a sore throat but only more on a cosmic level.

Ororo was frozen for a brief moment as she saw Jean. There was something off - something wrong. She knew shifting of the winds, the forces of nature and around her, they were wrong. The car she had been by to help remove the people flew back up to the bridge but Jean's warning - one minute. There were still people who needed off the bridge. She could do it. It would tire her out and weaken her a bit, but she could do it. Nodding at Logan's words she joined him back on the bridge. "You might want to hold onto something," she told him as her eyes started to cloud over and the winds began to pick up. She could do this - she had to.

Meeting her eyes didn't help, they spoke about it for god's sake. Logan gave her his word and now he was just hopping he will not have to honor it. "Shit." He muttered quickly after hearing her voice echoing in his mind, one minute was definitively not enough. His toughts trying hard to find a solution, Logan didn't question Ororo suggestion, he just quickly stabbed the ground to anchor himself. And fuck, that woman... Amazed by her powers but also a bit worried, Logan fucking knew how much this kind of move was asking. It was asking too much. Expecting her exaustion, Logan quickly reacted to catch and lift her, not really asking for permission, there was no time. He started running in the opposite direction, gathering some speed before finally jumping over the edge of bridge. A big jump ending on one of the small boat on his way to help the other one sinking. Cushion the landing was not really on option, so Logan just dealt with it, poker face on. "Get the fuck out!" He yelled at the sailor the second after, putting down 'Ro. "This shit gonna collaspe! Now!" He ordered and looked back at 'Ro and then at the bridge. "The fuck was that?" He asked, not speaking about Ro, but definitively about Jean, still paranoid about her, still expecting some bad shit.

Pearls of sweat were forming on her forhead. It was as much holding back the structure that was the problem, it was the split attention, the ship and the bridge had not the same motion , not the same weight, not the same way to hold them in place. She prayed that people had heard her, and when she heard Betsy, she was both relieved and not sure if she could give that much to the other mutant. That hesitation however only lasted as long as it took Betsy to transition Jean's hold. She let go , the ship slammed a bit against the bridge due to the difference in how they were using their powers. Jean focused her attention then only on the bridge.

Betsy struggled to find a good hold on the ship, it was heavier than what she expected but she quickly adjusted, a butterfly of purple energy above her eyes. She tried to push it away from the bridge, where the people onboard could evacuate more easily, away from the collapsing mess. More focused on her telekinesis skills than her telepathic ones, Betsy didn't expect such power to come from Jean. What was that?! She stared at her with mixed emotions, feeling her rage and more exactly fearing it. Everything's ok Jean? She finally dared to telepathically ask, struggling to keep her focus on the ship.

Ororo had been flying people into clearings so they could get off the bridge as fast as possible. As powerful as Jean was, it was still a lot to hold everything that she was. So her and Logan needed to move fast. She was using some strong winds to force cars off to the sides of the road so people weren't dodging when she felt the bridge shake. At first she thought it might be an earthquake but the forces of nature were telling her otherwise. Ororo turned and saw the car fall. "Logan, we need to hurry!" she called to him before flying off to try and catch the car.

Like most people on the bridge, Logan lost his balance when everything suddenly shook. "The fuck?" He asked, a bit confused but quickly joining 'Ro when she asked for support. On the edge of the bridge, the mutant got distracted by the number of cars hanging in the air and the shape of the bridge. His instincts were telling him to get the fuck away, an odd feeling rising after all those years. He finally spotted Jean and frowned a bit, his claws still out. "Shit..." No way, he had to be wrong about that. "Ro. Step back." He still ordered, more worried about her than the people in those cars, his eyes coldly staring at Jean.

Bobby's intervention had taken more than her share in her mind. She was still plagued by his memories, and that was fueling what was dormant in her. It had also made her headaches worse. Ever the same, she did not show anything however. Remaining the good old Jean. Going with Ororo wedding shopping , she still had not really found a dress , but that was okay, she had now the flowers and the venue.

Some calls were to be answered, Betsy couldn't care less of the political differences of the Xmen, the Brothehood or what the Hammer could think of this. The intrusion made her wince, it was breaking some parts of her mental protection, not a nice feeling. On my way she replied back, finding Jean was easy for the mutant, flying to the location probably even easier. She didn't take the time to place illusions in the minds of the people around her and just took off.

Ororo and Logan had been spending the day together. It wasn't like they didn't have time together, but Ororo treasured every second they had. It was no secret that Logan would outlive her so she wanted to make every moment that she had with him count. They had been downtown so she could get his thoughts on their own wedding when they got the message from Jean. With one look they both knew where they were needed.

Logan was doomed, he knew it, he would probably be married before the end of the year. But at this point, he wasn't fighting it anymore, Ro was way too enthusiastic to make her wait longer than necessary. Busy doing nothing, Logan froze at the voice and let go a fuck when Ororo shared the same kind of look.

Logan found a fine smile, glad he picked right. He looked at the info and everything, connecting the dots. He knew this place, he went there many times. "I know some guys there." He finally shared. "We can go with my bike, looking good with it and all that shit." He offered, coming with a nice bike was already saying a lot, a good way to sympathize with some sellers. "Sounds good to you kid?"

Josh ignored the return barb and instead piled his hair to the side and began to rub the towel over it… Not that his attempts to dry off did much good as a soaking wet golden retriever bounded in after him and promptly shook itself. “Dunno if you met S before I left.” He said, gesturing at the dog who did not anywhere near the eight years it should’ve been. “Hmm, less then you’d think.” He shrugged. He was still scared, cowardly and desperate… “I’m not staying, I just need to… clear something up.” 

The dog was not really ringing any bells in the old mutant's mind. He probably knew him, probably, not that Logan really cared. He looked back at the young man and shared his doubts about this last sentence. "Oh really?"

Kitty had popped another few into her mouth before noticing Logan's outstretched hand. She smiled and plopped a few in his palm before taking a few more and stowing the bag away. She waited until she swallowed her gummy bears before looking over at Logan. "I heard you finally proposed to Ororo."

Logan was eating his gummy bears when he heard that someone dared to spill the beans. He barely choked and coughed a bit before glancing at her. "Who told you?"

Jean had the kindness not to reply to that. She did not see herself as strong, less stronger than another version of herself. Also it did not really matter in this conversation. What was important was to give Logan some peace and make him sleep.

Josh looked up at Logan as he walked inside... year apart did nothing to quell the mixture of panic and safety the man evoked. He recalled the man protecting him, a Skrull version of him trying to kill him... And then having to kill said Skrull. He closed his eyes, deep breath, in and out he did as the monks had taught him. If nothing else, they'd done a good job at helping him appear calm till he actually felt that way.

Jean chuckled.

Josh's School Return {OPEN!}

Did he spot him from 3 miles away? Yup. Was he going to welcome him with a smile, a hug, and some cookies? Nope. Josh wasn't lucky that Logan was at the institute, another day and maybe he would be able to dodge him. Logan went to the main hall, waiting patiently for this idiot to cross the main door, a towel in one of his hands. He gave him a short minute to deal with the crown and everything once arrived, before finally walking closer and throwing at him the towel, aiming for his head. "Dry up, or you gonna soak all the carpets of the damn place." He added, not looking really happy to see him.

"Yes ! I want a heavier bike, but not a Harley. Something that packs, but is elegent and goes fast... bit like those bikes you drove when you were in the 70ties, you know ? " she explained existed, her whole face was lit up, making her look so much younger again. "But like I said, I know nothing about the prizes and how much you need to put aside for making them drive correctly."

Logan got an idea of what she was aiming for, he already had some names popping up in his mind. "Don't worry Jubes, I'll deal with that part." He reassured her with an amused smile, already decided to pay for the bike without her consent. "You got your phone? I've got a few ideas for you." He said as he came closer, ready to look over her shoulder. "There is the Kawasaki KZ1000. Like every one of her generation, she's heavier than she looks, ain't a problem for you, but at least she will stick to the ground and ignore the wind. She's not the fastest one, but definitively one of the prettiest." He commented before going to a new one. "You also have the Velocette Venom, big tailpipe but still elegant, fast as hell but hard to find." He paused and seemed to think a bit. "Any Honda of the 70s is a safe pick, the CBX1000 is a monster..." A new pause, still thinking and staring at an invisible point. "You also have the Vincent black shadow, an older one, maybe faster than the Venom..." Yeah, one day he will have to check that. Anyway, he stopped his thinking process and looked back at the kiddo. "Goin' through the right direction?" He asked, in a good mood.

Jean focused and got glimpses of what Logan was feeling and seeing. Flashback of a her, but it wasn't her. She pushed to make it all die down, until the both of them stood in a room in Logan's mind. It had nothing bad or good about it, it was just a clearer and calmer headspace.