War strategy (R)

Wolverine walked into the dark and dank bar known as the hair of the dog. It was a bar for bikers and other low lifes who didnt want their business listened to by just anyone. He ordered a whiskey and took a small table in the corner of the bar. Jason was a good kid but he was getting know where with his kind nature. Besides he was still dealing with the fucked up sister.

He sat there and remembered the first time he met that skinny little shit. She was, and still is a pup. Hot under the collar and thinks she can take on the world. She let him dig out the bullets while her body tried to heal. He rememered her taking his whiskey and giving him sas. For a twig she sure could drink. He doomed her sending her to the school. He shoulda let her roam wild. She woulda been happier. She wouldnt have gotten wrapped up in all this shit. He was lost in his thoughts while he waited for the others to arrive.

Blade walked down the long empty street, leading up to a bar. Thar bar seemed like a nasty one, but Gavin was used to attend those dirty establishments, as they were scattered around the city. Someone had gone through a lot of trouble to make that bar a safe place for dark businesses. Of course it wouldn't always work out, but said businesses usually had a lot of opportunity in New York. Many people were up to be in any kind of scheme, tricks, and so on. Everyone felt like buying things like drugs, alcohol, cigars, and everything people couldn't just get in your normal kind of bar. The whole country was fucked up.

Guess I should just go in. Maybe what I heard was true. He thought. Logan did seem to want to find that girl. Not a chance Gavin wouldn't help. He helped mutants as much as he could. So, he wouldn't just lay around the couch, watching television, and waiting for someone else to do his job. It was his job. No matter if he knew this Miss Faelith or not.

Gavin entered the bar, making sure his long leather jacket didn't let any light in. He spotted Logan in the back of the bar. It wouldn't be the first time he had seen Wolverine. And he knew a lot about him. Talking to Logan wasn't gonna be easy. It never was. Gavin knew even Gambit had a hard time doing this.

Blade approached the table, and placed his hands on a chair. He wasn't gonna sit down before Logan would let him. Since The Wolverine probably didn't like seeing people he didn't know sitting in front of him. Through the sight of his sunglasses, he could see Logan looked the same. So he hadn't fight since he saw him at Mel's. "Hello Wolverine. You probably don't recognize me, but I was at Mel's. When you and the other X-Kids were there. I know the problem you are all facing. And I want to help. Ain't our duty to protect them little some'bitches that go missing?" Blade was talking, of course, about Loika Faelith. The missing wolf girl.

Logan's thoughts were interrupted by the moron at the bar that smelled like a dead animal' ass end. He stiffened up when he referred to lula as a bitch. "Listen here bub. I dont know you and frankly i dont wanna know you. This aint your deal so hows about you go play a nice game of hide and go fuck yourself. You aint got an invitation to to this party" logan was mad. Mad enough that he broke his whiskey glass by squeezing it too hard.

Peter looked at the napkin and then at the bar title again. Yep, he was right, Wolverine must be in there somewhere. Opening the door and walking in, proved to be much simpler then he expected. There was no one stopping him and no one with half a brain would try and dare to. The place was dark and smoky. Peter hated these kind of places. Approaching the table, Peter spotted Wolverine, "Wolverine, of all the places we could have met, you chose this dump. Aside from the dark lights and gruff and not to mentio--oh" said Peter as he spotted the same strange man he saw at Mel's. He seemed to be everywhere. Doesn't the man ever settle down and enjoy the little things in life?

Gavin chuckled as The so called Wolverine demonstrated feelings for the girl that had been missing. He thought he was a little less sensitive. He knew Logan cared about his so called, friends, but not into this kind of protectiveness. He and the kid had something special. "Humm, Wolverine, you seem pushy today. Did Sabretooth slap you around?" Although Blade had made a little word play on the girl, Logan didn't have to get pissed off. He was there to help. And that was, still, a free country. As he saw the kid walk in, he recognized him as the same dude that had been at Mel's dinner. "Well, well. Party's getting completed." Said Gav, not really minding Peter's presence. He was there for the same reason. Help.

He turned back to Logan. "Listen here 'Logan'..." As Blade said this, he took his sunglasses out. "...You don't have to like me. I admit I'm not that likable. But I want to help. Hell, I need to help. The X-Men have helped me in the past. I want to return the favor. So, as much as I'd like to get to know you...there's work to do, and I am willing to help. You know damn well the circumstances aren't the best. And they ain't getting better any time soon." Gavin knew Logan wasn't the best guy to mess with, but he also knew he was right. Not knowing what surrounded the disappearance of Loika, implied needing more then just the simple help of a student. Gavin had the means necessary. Misty would be able to find Loika in a second, as would Achilles. All Morlocks could easily find this girl. So Logan probably wanted to do it alone, but Blade would not let him do it.

Logan looked irritated while he picked the glass shards out of his hand. He turned to Peter. " Look kid i know it aint the best place here but i assumed we had privacy here. I knew they let just anyone in here but they are stooping to an all new low." He gestured towards Gavin.

He stood up to full height and glared down at Gavin.He bristled when he heard Sabretooth. " I dont know you bub, and frankly you are way too interested in something that doesnt concern you. The kid told me about you tryin to break into the school in the middle of the night. I dont know who you think you are but back the hell off unless you wanna end up in ribbons."

Gavin rubbed his temples, placing his glasses on their special holder, within his jacket. His hazel eyes looked at Logan. "I believe the X-Men protect mutants. Other than their own. Seems I'm doing the same. And you must be misinformed, since I WAS TRYING TO HELP A STUDENT THAT NIGHT!" Gavin raised his voice. He was rather pissed Logan had yet to get all the facts together. "Look'a'here Logan, I'm trying to help. You'd best take my fucking help. I can assist you finding the girl. I'm known to help a lot of mutants. My blades have seen the light of day more then once towards mutant haters. If the person they say is holding the girl, is actually who my informants said he was. I wanna help. I wanna kill that Neal too." Said Gavin, thinking back to his encounters with Ackerman. Both started normal, but ended badly. That racist jerk had a lot of things about to come his way.

Logan took his jacket off of the back of his chair and nodded at Peter. He didnt trust this Gavin character at all. They guy was way too interested in the Xmen and their students. Bringing up sabertooth and threatening Logan was not good ways to get on Logan's good side. " Sorry kid. I was planning on discussing things with you and Ororo but since this backwoods asshole cant catch a hint. We will have to take this elsewhere."

He put on his leather jacket and growled under his breath. It seemed as though he was going to leave until he was walking past Gavin. He struck out with his fist and punched gavin in the throat then knocked him to the ground. His claws slid out of his skin with a snikt in his other hand and he pointed his claws at Gavin's throat. " If i find you following me OR ANYONE ELSE i will personally rip your goddamn head off and use it as an ugly ass ashtray. COMPRENDE?!"

Peter had enough of the violence between people he didn't know, other then Wolverine. He didn't want to do this, he didn't want to fight anymore. Peter stood up in front of the stranger, "Alright, ENOUGH!" said Peter, raising his voice but not yelling. "Sir, you were not invited to this discussion and I understand you want to help, but quiet frankly, it's none of your business and it is rude to butt into others people's business as well, HOWEVER..." said Peter to Gavin. He hated to see a fight break up in this place, "We can use all the help we could, Logan." turning to look at Logan. He wanted to find Loika so badly, that he would accept any help from even a stranger.

"I am Peter Jackson, Loika's boyfriend," said Peter, extending his hand for a shake to Gavin. "I am willing to accept your help, on one condition..." said Peter, though fire glowing in his eyes with anger. "...Ackerman is mine."

Gavin clenched his fists. Couldn't Logan understand what he was trying to do? As he was punched, the only thing blocking the admantium fist was his jacket and his throat guard. That cushioned the blow. Gavin placed his hands on the floor when he was knocked down, and flipped back up. Now having Logan's claws pointed at him. "Logan, put those things away..." He said calmly. He was neither scared nor feeling threatened. He was simply, giving a kindly a suggestion, so Logan and him wouldn't trash that place.

He was pleased as Peter finally admitted they needed his help. And wasn't surprised when he heard the boy's relationship with that Loika. Gavin extended his hand to Peter as well, still having the other signaling wolverine to put his claws back up. He shacked Peter's hand, while finally placing his sunglasses on. He was now, not worried about Logan. "If I can have a few punches, I'll be happy. Other than that, he's all yours."

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" Don't think just cause the kid wants your help that you can order me around bub." He let the claws slide back in and he popped his neck. He wasnt sure what this guy's game was. No one has ever heard of him then suddenly he pops out of no where? Logan took a seat again but didnt look particularly pleased at blade. " Well then. lets get back to business."

Gavin nodded towards Logan. They didn't exactly get off on the right foot, but maybe that could change. He sat down as well, facing Logan. "Since I know your names, let's get this out of the way. When you wanna address me, just call me Blade." Blade said. Looking at Peter, and at Logan. He was there to help. And was happy he seemed needed. Although Logan thought they could handle it on their own. Well, that really is Logan. He thought. He then, quietly waited for either Logan or Peter to throw ideas on how to find Neal.

Peter was still little depressed about the missing of Loika. God knows what Ackerman was doing to her while she was with him. "Natasha told me she heard that someone left on a yacht. Now, why would he take her out to an ocean, knowing that she is afraid of water. But it also prevents her from running away. Clever son of a bitch." said Peter as he subcounsiously bent metal fork in his hand. When he realized what he has done, Peter placed it down under the napkin. "Even if we do know she is out there, on the ocean--argh, it's hopeless." said Peter, banging his head on a table lightly. Why did everyone thought of ruining their their lives? As if their lives weren't hard to live already? Peter looked around. "I am going to kill that som'bitch, if thats the last thing I'll do."

Logan snorted a sarcastic laugh. " Dont you think we have tried that. Myself and the cat thing have both tried to track her scent. He flew off with her apparently. If shes on water theres no way we are going to track her scent. And thats a big IF. we dont even know and we are grasping at rumors." He could tell the kid was loosing it. He could only guess at what he was thinking. He looked around while trying to think of the right thing to say and instead blurted out the first thing he could think of. " Dont worry kid- um. Peter. I dont think its like before. When that psycho took her. I dont think Ackerman would hurt her like that. I also dont think she would LET him hurt her like that. Shes tough and fucking stubborn."

Gavin nodded at Logan. He was right on one thing. But wrong in the other. Wolverine and whatever "The Cat Thing" was, probably tracked her by scent. Misty would do it through her DNA. "Well, I can think you tried to do it on land, and through her scent. My said friend could do it through a what she calls a "satellite like thingy". I'm not sure of what it is, but she says she can find nearly everyone. But this Loika person seems a bit harder to find. As I said, her DNA is probably mixed with a wolf's." The only problem with his plan. As Logan talked to Peter, Gavin wondered about their conversation. It seemed Loika had already been taken by someone before. But if Neal wasn't gonna hurt her, at least they had a chance. "You got anyone with powers that lets them easily travel to the sea?" Blade thought. Wouldn't hurt to have someone searching for Loika on the sea as well.

Logan let out a sigh. " The new professor of the school. His wife is a mermaid. She could travel it pretty well. She would be the least likely to free in the water too. She's the only one i can think of off of the top of my head." He took of drink from the new glass of Whiskey a bartender had brought him. " Like i said before though. We dont know for sure shes on the water. The ocean is huge and Sara isnt going to know where to even start."

Gavin acknowledged Logan's information. It was true. One single person couldn't search an entire ocean. But maybe..."Wolverine, think that if Mis-...My friend found out if Loika was at least in the ocean, this professor Sara could find her? I mean, with help of course. If we did found at least in what part of the sea she was in, it would become much easier." Said Blade. He called the bartender with a hand, and with the other he pointed at Logan's glass. Hope he understands what I meant. Gav sighed as well. The whole affair was pretty hard to figure out.

"I am not worried about Loika being abused. Ackerman loves her too much to hurt her, besides...he can't make her love her anyway. What worries me is Loika trying to take off and drowning...she can't swim to save her life." said Peter as he raised his head and looked at both man. They all looked to be concerned, but Peter didn't know what to do. He needed someone who can fly to scout area. STORM!

Suddenly, Peter burst off his seat. "I got it!" he said, leaning against the table with his hands. "I can ask if storm can take me out to the ocean and we can fly out with binoculars and see if she is out there." said Peter, looking around the table. Was he looking like a mad person? Probably. But at this point, Peter couldn't care. All he wanted was to find Loika and lay waste of Ackerman.

Logan took some money out of his wallet and laid it on the table. " Too bad that kid of yours didnt know how to use cerebro." He said jokingly. " Wouldnt that make things soooo much easier. As if anything we did was easy."

Peter thought again, "Buuut...Andrews can," said Peter, his eyes lighting up with excitement. He had to get back to Xavier's to locate Loika. "I am sure he keeps tabs on all of us, in case we go missing. Right?" asked Peter, not sure who he was talking to anymore. To himself or the two guys sitting in front of him. "Here's the plan, then. We go back to Xavier's, Andrews locates Loika and then Storm can give me a lift out there or we can take the Blackbird. So...what do you think? It's genius, isn't?"

Gavin was perhaps, a bit stunned. What in the heck was Cerebro? Probably something with enough secrets around it, that Rémy didn't tell him. "If this Cerebro thing can find her, then we should indeed go with Storm. But, think we should take that big ass ship? I mean, we would get there faster...but does it cause too much noise? Ackerman would be warned of our arrival. If it is somewhat silent while traveling, I can go with that." Commented Blade. Since Storm and Neal had similar powers, it wasn't of their best interests to cause noise and alert Ackerman of their presence. Plus, if they were quiet enough, Peter would probably get close enough to punch Neal. And so would Logan.