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[bub_snikt]

To some, a familiar voice and memorable face - albeit one they haven't even thought about for quite some time - crackles into view on their screens.

"What the flamin' hell is goin' on in?! Where the hell did all this snow come from? And where the hell are all the damn hatch-maker things?"

His face looks strained, as if he's recently awakened from a long, heavy sleep that was somehow not all that restful.

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[genequeen]

"Logan?!"

Madelyne sounds somewhat shocked and maybe a little relieved to hear his voice. "Where are you?" She's about to ask if he's okay in the cold when she realizes that out of everyone she knows, he might be the best suited for it here.

[bub_snikt]

"At the school."

He's still disoriented.

"I went to get a beer, turned around, and suddenly it's the goddamned Arctic..."

[genequeen]

"You disappeared... It happened to some other people too. We didn't realize you were gone," she says, sounding a little grouchy about it. "I didn't realize the school was here either. I don't like that they can mess with my head like that. /Mine/."

Madelyne takes a breath in through her nose to calm a bit, "The cold is new but it is getting close to Arctic cold. It was Alaska cold not long ago."

[bub_snikt]

"Been lost near the Savage Land enough to know this kinda cold," he grumbles, heading over to McCoy's old lab to see if there isn't some kind of environmental control possible here. Not that he'd necessarily know how to use it.

"Come to think of it..." he adds, blinking a few times in recollection. "... I think the hamsters mighta dropped me on their lab table for a while. Then again, got so many memories of faceless assholes doin' that to me, it can get a bit jumbled..."

Goddamned memory implant bullshit.

"You somewhere safe?"

[genequeen]

Madelyne goes quiet for a moment, suppressing a shiver that has nothing to do with the cold. She has her own 'strapped to a table' memories to deal with as well. "Yeah, I'm good for now. I think everyone is going to have a problem with this cold before it is over, though."

She pauses, "And I've been hearing wolves."

[bub_snikt]

That gets him to stop. If there's one thing he can do, it's protect people from wolves.

"Where are you now?"

[genequeen]

"I'm not worried about me, Logan. I can handle myself with wolves but there are people who might not be able to do so," Madelyne comments toward him.

"The howls are coming from the north, though."

[bub_snikt]

"Don't count yer chickens, Maddie. Who knows what kinda wolves these chumps are gonna throw at us."

Logan then starts to head toward the garage, muttering a bit.

"Gotta be a snowmobile somewhere in this place. Prepared for anything..."

[text]

[infinitelystranger]

All excellent questions. -SH

It's what passes for a 'welcome back' from these quarters. A few minutes after:

I imagine you don't need help digging yourself out. -SH

[text]

[bub_snikt]

Not yet. Nobody knows what's going on?

[visual]

[kings_fool]

"Woah," says a man squinting at the tablet. "And here I thought I had serious hair. 'sup?

"Changing flaming hell to freezing hell and you pretty much got the sum of it, whoever you are."

[visual]

[bub_snikt]

"Name's Logan," comes the response, as he zips up his leather jacket.

"You new, or have I been out of it for too long?"

[visual]

[kings_fool]

"Hi, Logan! I'm Jeremy. Which biker gang do you hail from, kemosabe?

"I'm new, yeah. Or so everyone keeps telling me. Personally I think you are all figments of my imagination, but, I always kinda figured my imagination would feature more scantily-clad women, so hey."

[visual]

[bub_snikt]

Instantly, he's reminded of Wade Wilson.

"My gang is the X-Men. I'm the only one with a bike. What's your deal?"

[kings_fool]

Jeremy had been joking when it came to gangs. He gives Logan a spluttering, amused look.

"The X-Men? Okay, now that sounds like a porno film company. TRIPLE-X-MEN. Clearly you are appealing to the uh, bear audience."

He shrugs at the question of his 'deal'. "I'm... here? Probably in a coma or something back in the real world. I make mean fajitas. I don't have a motorcycle. Can I be one of the Triple-X-Men?"

[bub_snikt]

"You find 'em, you join 'em," he responds, with a tired gruffness that suggests he's heard that joke before.

"Nothin' porn about the X-Men. X-gene makes us mutants. Gives us shit like this," he adds, punctuating it with an unsheathing of his claws.

"They're good for cuttin' people's guts open, they get too lippy."

[kings_fool]

"Sweet," Jeremy says. "You can have the bear audience, I'll appeal to the chubby-chasers...."

Words trail off when the claws pop out. Jeremy just stares for about four seconds, another wisecrack half-dead on his lips, and then the tablet view skews wildly as he jumps to his feet and drops the tablet in a clatter.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHAT THE HELL?" comes his voice.

[bub_snikt]

Always a good feelin', bein' able to shut a motormouth wiseacre up.

"You'll run into a lot o' that here, bub. Get used to it."

[threelivesdown]

"Hey there stranger," Selina says.

"It is damned cold and when they rearranged the city, took a bunch of people away and made us not realize a bunch of people were missing, they took the hatches and gave us the ability to pay each other."

[bub_snikt]

"Hey, darlin'," comes the reasonably warm response.

"Slow down there. What do you mean, they rearranged the city? Nothin's where it used to be?"

[threelivesdown]

"Yeah. They made the city smaller and added the weird area to the north where strange things happen. It was a weird fake land with castles and goblins and wizards," Selina says. Guess who had fun looting poorly guarded castles?

[bub_snikt]

Christ. This place is ridiculous.

"What's the point of goin' there, aside from stavin' off the stir-crazy?"

[threelivesdown]

"Going where? I've holed up in a store. It is getting colder here, though, so I might need to find somewhere else to go. I have food and blankets but this is getting ridiculous," Selina says assessing her situation. She's not exactly a joiner and surrounded by people without being able to leave? Yeah, not exactly her idea of a good time.

[bub_snikt]

"I meant goin' off to that weird fake land with the wizards. Figure the only reason to head up there is bein' bored out of your mind."

There's one of those cigars of his, heading to his lips and smoldering.

"Weren't you gonna move into this joint? We got high-end heatin' and coolin' systems, which ya kinda need when you've got students and faculty who make a habit of flingin' around fire and ice."

[threelivesdown]

"Oh, well, there were crowns and jewels and other shiny things that were getting lonely," says with a smile. Selina rolls her shoulders at the later comment before chuckling.

"I was going to before this place made me forget you existed."