UWT INFINITE, Under Town

"Heh." He liked the kid's attitude. Seemed like he had a good head on his shoulder; Logan wouldn't feel too worried in having his back watched. Though most of the time, he did just fine on his own but nonetheless, it was nice to involve the team. Team building exercise and all that. Maybe he could extend an invitation to the Savage Lands for a thorough lesson in team building and survival. : |

"If their tech's like Earth's anyway. But never mind that, something's going on--" The noise he caught wind of amid the din that comprised the intermingling of the various personages and use of technology gave Logan a hint. Something was gonna happened. Lo and behold: it did and the fact was accentuated by the sharp whistling, eliciting a pained expression from the Wolverine. Having fancy senses like him was great, a powerful and useful boon conferred as per his healing factor. They weren't without their drawbacks though, he tasted things a lot more than wanted to, heard far more than he cared to and sometimes loud noises were a downright bastard, so on and forth.



"Yea', not suspicious at all that this happens soon as we arrived." A momentary pause followed. "Don't go rushin' in just now, don't play into the superhero game. We're exposin' ourselves if we do that, gotta play this smart."

Naturally he looked around to see if Kasumi was still among them, likely that she wasn't. She could easily sneak in and figure out what the hullabaloo was all about. "Leave it to our thief. Dean, we can try and see if we can't find these systems yer talkin' about. As for the rest, namely ya flamehead: keep a low profile. Even if it kills ya, cuz I know yer not the sort to hide yerself. If ya do get ferreted out?"

He took a deep breath.



"Thanks fer bein' the distraction then." A smirk followed before his usual mask of seriousness repleted his features and a nod toward Dean followed. A solid plan was formed and they'd better get to it.

Unless of course the others had better ideas.

Dean was no stranger to carnage, this much was true. It seemed the true destruction, wherever it was in the city, had yet to come to them, but the PA system was going crazy. The screams in his ears reminded him of times of more immediate danger: Lucifer walked free and the whole world seemed to stop and listen, just as the city now reacted to the crashing of its buildings and the shrieks of its people. "No hero stuff? Got it."

Truth be told, he had no problem keeping a low profile amid... whatever these were that populated the streets. It was a wonder that they weren't being gawked at, honestly.



"First place we gotta look for cams are at intersections. Traffic cams are easy pickings." The fact that a PA system was there to blare clued Dean into the fact that if the entire city had a PA system, it would probably have a camera system as well. He might even be able to do it remotely.

"...That's not a nice looking guy." She commented mildly, long since gone from the others to go check it out. She had gone totally incognito, hiding under a convenient tool. It allowed her to blend in with the scattered debris and general city things as she made her way through. And it came with eyeholes to boot. She frowned, rising slightly back up and following in the beast's wake silently to see if she could find it's master. If not, well she'd have to put down the wild thing eventually.

"Well, at least we know there's something for us to hack," he remarked. "But you're right. Let's find an alley--"

The roar of... whatever it was cut him off.



"...Something tells me whatever that is is here because of us."

He glanced at Logan and, ignoring both the aliens arguing and the one making eyes at him (he had trained himself in not giving mixed signals), led him into a nearby alleyway. He'd then look to his phone, running the program like Charlie showed him to try to hack the nearest security camera and then the network it was connected to. Hopefully he'd get a bird's-eye-view of the city, and be able to find both the group's quarry and find out what had made that sound.

"I'm guessing asking nicely wouldn't get us the answers we need at this point?" Dean asked, glancing at Logan before covering the mic on his phone and quietly saying, "I'll see if I can get any answers out of this guy--just go check on loudmouth, wherever he is."

Dean looked around a moment before returning to the call, removing his hand from the microphone.

"Look, I didn't mean to offend or breach national security or anything, I just need to find this... guy, and this was the quickest option." He said this with a charming smile, as if the one he was talking to could see him.



Though, it might be that he could.

Wolverine had never been one to shy away from a fight, especially one riveting as wrasslin' with an alien tyrannosaur. His eagerness was readily marked in the display of his claws, the typical snikt accompanying the act. "Well, I ain't usually killin' just for the fun of it, usually got a reason. If ya were just a docile thing, like the regular rexes can be back home, there would be no problem here. But as is, with you terrorizing everyone else... well, can't let it slide." As much as Logan preferred to avoid the spotlight, it seemed unavoidable at this point. Especially with the others seemingly mia except for Deano.

Wolverine's clawful appendages would be splayed out to the sides, the frame of his body going low as to limit his visual profile on approach from behind. Then a sharp whistle pierce the air, eliciting a a reaction in the form of surprise upon Howlett's features as he jerked to the source of the sound.

Then he refocused his keen eyes upon the alien monstrosity, eyes growing wide as they lost that feral edge for a moment. In its place was sheer, incredulous surprise. 



The fuckin' thing had just transformed before him, completely going from an alien dinosaur to... an alien burrower of some kind? To be honest, he had seen similar instances in his life time. Just the nature of it and circumstance made it difficult to be stonefaced about it as was Logan's custom.

For all his experience, it was still impossible even not to be prepared for the unexpected, what with expect the unexpected. Damn.

"Huh, didn't expect that. What with the red flash and all; it ain't natural I can surmise as much." ... "Right, talkin' to myself." Being the absolutely bold daredevil that Wolverine was, the hairy lil' scamp, he edged nearer and nearer to the hole where it'd dug down into and through. A sharp intake of breath and he shook his head, exhaling with disgust on his features. "Christ, it already smelled somethin' rank and now the new form's brought a new odor into the mix. Yer owner doesn't clean ya, does he?" A slight incline of the head as he peered over the shoulder to the direction of the whistle he'd heard. "Yer like a trained dog, if that's a feasible guess. Good a place as any ta start."

Still though, before he furthered that assumption? He took another look, eyes furrowing as he looked down the tunnel. Probably wouldn't see much considering a lot of things never burrowed in a straight line. Regardless, that wasn't why he looked. "Gotta be certain it ain't doubling around to sneak up on lil' old me." Tremors and vibration, an increase in odor, any other sensory information woulda been helpful.

"If not..." He rolled his head, finalizing with a shrug of the shoulders. "Better check on babyface." Sure, the kid could take care of himself against most things. But there were unknown variables...

So if nothing happened to Wolverine spontaneously, well, he'd go do just that.