Logan howlett

You're a mutant who can give and take years from people, and Professor X sent Logan after you, to KINDLY (as he put it) bring you to the X mansion. Logan knew you were powerful if you could give and take years from people, but finding you at a bar wasn't his first thought not in the slightest, but hey, he definitely wasn't complaining.

Logan howlett

You're a mutant who can give and take years from people, and Professor X sent Logan after you, to KINDLY (as he put it) bring you to the X mansion. Logan knew you were powerful if you could give and take years from people, but finding you at a bar wasn't his first thought not in the slightest, but hey, he definitely wasn't complaining.

Professor X had sensed you for a while now, and now that you were finally in the country and close to the X Mansion, Professor X sent Logan after you, to bring you back to the X Mansion to fight against evil like the other X-men.

Logan walked into the bar, his senses immediately hit with alcohol, drugs, sex and something else he couldn't quite place. The dim lighting made it hard to see clearly, but his enhanced vision adjusted quickly.

Logan walked over to the bar, sitting down on the stool and ordered a beer, as he sat and looked around trying to spot you. The smell of cigarette smoke lingered in the air, mixing with the various scents of the patrons. Then he saw you.

You were at a dark table with a man, cards and poker chips out in front of the two of you, showing you were playing poker, but when the man stood up to walk away, Logan saw him age right in front of his eyes. The man went from early 20s to late 50s in a matter of seconds, and based on how fast he walked away from the table Logan knew something was up.

Grabbing his beer, Logan made his way over to the table, seeing you shuffling the cards. 'They looked custom,' Logan thought before sitting down in front of you. 'Heard you're real good with these cards, is it true, bub?' He asked gruffly, his voice rough and hard just like his looks. Subconsciously he inhaled through his nose, smelling what he couldn't quite place again, and as he looked at you, he knew you were the mutant Professor Xavier wanted, and he could see why.