04-22-2005, 03:41 AM
Logan watched the scene unfold before him, finding it quickly to be both tiresome and annoying. He had no interest in these people or their plight, and found their constant dependence and reliance on their beloved prophecy disgusting.
"Hmph. Prophecies are just excuses for those who are too weak to forge their own path. It's no wonder they were bested so easily."
He eyed the silver haired speedster that Victoria had labeled as Pietro, already finding him to be barely tolerable. Then again, that's how he treated almost anybody.
Questions were being asked of their origins, how they came to this world, and it only frustrated Logan more when his 'teammates' were hesitant to answer. Not wanting to waste any more time than he already had, he stepped forward to answer their questions, aiming his annoyed repsonse right at Quicksilver. It was obvious that Logan was less than tolerant towards their current situation, and he made no effort to conceal it as he spoke.
"We were sent here from different spectrums of reality by some idiot with too much power and no tactical sense to use it. He wanted us to find a girl name Kya and aid her in cleaning up your mess of a world. So if you could just point us in the right direction, we'll be on our way."
He stood firmly in place, arms folded, eyes locked, waiting impatiently for a reply.
"Hmph. Prophecies are just excuses for those who are too weak to forge their own path. It's no wonder they were bested so easily."
He eyed the silver haired speedster that Victoria had labeled as Pietro, already finding him to be barely tolerable. Then again, that's how he treated almost anybody.
Questions were being asked of their origins, how they came to this world, and it only frustrated Logan more when his 'teammates' were hesitant to answer. Not wanting to waste any more time than he already had, he stepped forward to answer their questions, aiming his annoyed repsonse right at Quicksilver. It was obvious that Logan was less than tolerant towards their current situation, and he made no effort to conceal it as he spoke.
"We were sent here from different spectrums of reality by some idiot with too much power and no tactical sense to use it. He wanted us to find a girl name Kya and aid her in cleaning up your mess of a world. So if you could just point us in the right direction, we'll be on our way."
He stood firmly in place, arms folded, eyes locked, waiting impatiently for a reply.