[Hellion stops just in time, too, because just as he falls back into the shadows, as couple of Madroxes pop into the clearing. They're talking to themselves. It's weird, but sometimes these dupes are short on company.]
What the hell was that? [One skirts the edge of the clearing, coming close to Julian, but not seeing him.]
What the hell was what? [Another asks, rolling his eyes and going through the motions. He's clearly not thrilled with being perpetually stuck on patrol.] He's been snarling like that for a day and a half already, guy.
No, man, he was quite for hours until just now. [The two dupes look at Logan, rabid, frothing at the mouth.] Quieter, anyway. Something must've spooked him.
Maybe he just caught a whiff of your cologne. [A little smirk from the second dupe who dares to inch slightly closer to peer at the growling Wolverine.]
It's your cologne, too. [And then, under his breath:] Idiot.
Not by choice...
[And so they continue, arguing with themselves, scouting the clearing half-heartedly, not really believing there's anything or anyone there.]
MADROX - Kayt
What the hell was that? [One skirts the edge of the clearing, coming close to Julian, but not seeing him.]
What the hell was what? [Another asks, rolling his eyes and going through the motions. He's clearly not thrilled with being perpetually stuck on patrol.] He's been snarling like that for a day and a half already, guy.
No, man, he was quite for hours until just now. [The two dupes look at Logan, rabid, frothing at the mouth.] Quieter, anyway. Something must've spooked him.
Maybe he just caught a whiff of your cologne. [A little smirk from the second dupe who dares to inch slightly closer to peer at the growling Wolverine.]
It's your cologne, too. [And then, under his breath:] Idiot.
Not by choice...
[And so they continue, arguing with themselves, scouting the clearing half-heartedly, not really believing there's anything or anyone there.]