[Well this is just fucking lovely. A nice start to a nice night.
John shouldn't be complaining; in all honesty he's equal parts nervous and relieved to be halted by the sudden and overwhelming army of Jamie Maddrox. For an hour or two there he was sure he'd end up as a bear's breakfast or just a frozen corpse. Are there bears in these woods? Fuck if he knew or cared to ask Logan before setting off on this grand adventure. Probably better if he didn't.
Then again for the past few hours he had felt a telling itch at the back of his neck - and it could have meant a bear, or - not so fucking delightfully - just one of Mystique's lapdogs trailing him and waiting to clear him for pick-up.
Now that the moment's here John puts on his usual raised, unimpressed and unsurprised brow, every inch of him numb and burning from the cold. Yet he still manages to look like the disinterested fucker he always is, his lips pulling up in a humorless, faint smirk. What a talent for bullshit.]
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John shouldn't be complaining; in all honesty he's equal parts nervous and relieved to be halted by the sudden and overwhelming army of Jamie Maddrox. For an hour or two there he was sure he'd end up as a bear's breakfast or just a frozen corpse. Are there bears in these woods? Fuck if he knew or cared to ask Logan before setting off on this grand adventure. Probably better if he didn't.
Then again for the past few hours he had felt a telling itch at the back of his neck - and it could have meant a bear, or - not so fucking delightfully - just one of Mystique's lapdogs trailing him and waiting to clear him for pick-up.
Now that the moment's here John puts on his usual raised, unimpressed and unsurprised brow, every inch of him numb and burning from the cold. Yet he still manages to look like the disinterested fucker he always is, his lips pulling up in a humorless, faint smirk. What a talent for bullshit.]
Look who it is. Finally.