3175/Please stop girl slappin'

Please stop girl slappin'
Date of Scene:	16 November 2017
Location:	Xavier's School, Westchester, New York
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Wolverine, Genesis

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Wolverine has posed:
    The sounds of banging, clatter, and grumbling come from the dark recesses of the garage as someone seems to be working on a motorcycle. The ancient Harley Davidson on a grey-coloured tarp is on the western side of the garage, near several work benches and tool desks. Around the motorcycle are several parts that would help if they were inside the motorcycle, not on the tarp.

    Suddenly standing up from his work is Logan. Stretching with a grunt and a "crack!", as his back gets re-set, Logan wipes his hands absently on a very dirty, greasy cloth that needs to be washed. Moving over to a bench, Logan picks up a can of beer, and tries to take a drink.

    However, the can is now empty. With a grimace, and a frown, he tosses the can in the recycle bin, and leans back against the bench, looking at the motorcycle with a look that was similar to ones he has given the Hulk, Juggernaut, or Magneto before attempting to stab them.

Genesis has posed:
As he stands a pairs of eyes watch from outside of the Garage looking in. A pair of red eyes are trained on Logan quietly looking at the bike, and what he is doing to it, as he wanted to go in but was kinda afraid to bug the man again. He had already memorized each part of the vehicle infront of him though he had never worked on one mechanics of the vehicles in the garage was one of the first few things he tough himself incase they ever needed to be fixed. This lead to a point where he had no idea what was wrong if anything, but if someone were to tell him he could fix it quite well. Lowering himself he took a deep breath, and pushed the door open 'breaking the seal' of smell, sight, all those things Logan might pick up if he had not already. He didn't smell any different.. well maybe a bit more dirty as he had been working in the lab reciently.

He wasn't working on anything nafarious, just trying to come up with a better power source for later inventions, and failing horribly. He had heard Logan returned deciding to take the first step to find him, and greet him on his re-arival. He wasn't wearing his hoodie, and while this made him nervious he also thought that someone like this Logan fellow might not appreciate him trying to hide as he already distrusted him.

In a low voice Evan speaks.. "Umm... excuse me Sir.. Mr. Logan?" then falls to silence listening to him speak before "I am in need of your assistance, but perhaps I can help you with this.." he echos the words.. "Damn thing?" if that would facilitate your assistance. He seems to be very formal, keeping out of swinging range he watches him.. A lot has happened to him since his last encounter, and he knew why he was kinda worried as some of the things he saw made him kinda worried to. He figured if he stayed back both of them could worry a little less.

Wolverine has posed:
    Reaching into a small sports fridge that his friends had installed for him, Logan pulls out another cool, crisp Canadian beer from the East Coast of Canada. With a "skssttts-kr-thunk", he opens the can, and takes a very large drink. Wiping his mouth with the back of his right hand, Logan regards the new arrival with suspicious eyes. Looking Evan up and down, Logan sniffs, and shakes his head.

    Logan wipes his right hand on his greasy blue jeans, and regards the young "man" cooly. "Huh." Logan responds to Evan's initial "excuse me" and waits for Evan to continue, not saying anything else, just watching him. Logan than takes another drink, and when done, turns to face Evan once more.

Genesis has posed:
Evan stands quietly a moment gathering his thoughts, though some might think him slow he actually knew what he was going to say though he thought about it before he said anything especially in this situation. He just watched Logan for a moment quietly letting him get a couple drinks from his bear before he finally continued. "My name is Evan, as you might or might not know.. I grew up in a very.. well sheltered enviroment, and I never really got to see what was out there. Since I got here I have been put against Vampires, Black Goo monsters, and even some crazy blonde guy with a hammer that... well frankly keep me up at night sometimes." he shakes his head at that. "I don't mind... I like to help people, and this school as I can.. It kinda feels like I am paying everyone back for the kindness.." he shrugs a bit at that.. "If that makes any sense.." losing his nerve to go down that path of conversation.

He continues after a brief pause, "But sure I can smush them, or throw stuff at them... But they keep getting stronger, and stronger.. I am not equipped to help so I worry taking me will be more of a risk then a boon." he pauses.. "Boon is a thing that is helpfull, or benificial." stopping his explination to define the word for Logan.

He sighs a bit with a shrug. "I know we don't see eye to eye because your scared of me.. Or what I might become, but that is why I came to you.. Your the only one that was willing to fight despite that, and not just try to butter me up with words, or things so that I wouldn't 'turn evil'" he even does the hand quotes on he evil part. "I figured you would be the best to show me how to fight, so I can help those around us.. Someone who wouldn't hold back despite my age, or ability."

Wolverine has posed:
    Logan watches the "young" mutant while his thoughts twirl around in his head, his eyes clouded by thoughts and emotions. ALl of that was hidden behind his gruff exterior, as he considers what to say to Evan. "Yeah." Logan says, "There are certainly a lotta different types a' monsters out there." Logan frowns, and tosses the now empty can in the bin, following the first.

    "You like to help people?" Logan almost interrupts, but raises his hands letting Evan know he wants him to continue. Crossing his very muscular arms across his chest, Logan listens.

    "Look kid, ah ain't scared a' ya. I might be scared for other people at what you can do to them. And what ya' might become." Logan sighs, and uncrosses his arms, "Look. I truly believe that a person decides what route they want ta' take in life. If yer path is a good one, then why the hell not?"

    Logan sighs again. "Okay." That was all he says. Logan then turns, heads to a section of the garage that is vacant of cars and tools, and turns back to face Evan. "You comin'?"

Genesis has posed:
He nods to him listening to him speak about the monsters external, and internal and considers it all as he watches Logan almost losing him thinking he was walking out until he is invited to follow when he does immeditly. "It is alright to be scared, I am everyday. Will I run into the wrong person, and hurt them.. Will I lose control over these." he points to his eyes briefly. "I had to teach myself for a long time before I came here, only getting hints from the outside here and there." he nods to himself. "I tought myself fear isn't bad.. It is how you use it that is important." he gives a small tired grin. "And anyone will fall asleep eventually, even those who can't sleep out of worrying what might be in those shadows."

He nods a bit to himself, it had been a few hard nights for him but he had figured it out.. Dragged to combat over, and over to fight things he didn't even know existed so just walked behind quietly looking up at him after a bit of silence.. "Does the fear ever go away? I mean after experience, training... Is that why you aren't scared anymore?" thinking that must be it cause at the very least this person was way more experienced then he was, and didn't seem to be worried about... well anything.

Wolverine has posed:
    Listening to all this talk, Logan grunts in response, and truly begins to "start" to understand Evan, maybe a bit. Nodding, Logan stands and waits for the mutant to join him away from all the tools and vehicles. His eyes show a slight sign of surprise when Evan suggests that he doesn't get scared.

    "Look kid..." Even that sounds a bit strange describing Evan. Kid. "Evan." Logan sighs. "I get scared. EVeryone gets scared." Logan taps his chest with his right hand. "It is what keeps our blood pumping, and adrenalin adding power an' strength ta' our muscles. It's what keeps us alive. If it goes away, that's when ya' know yer dead."

    Logan turns, and demonstrates a defensive posture. "Here. Try this. Keep yer hands up, defend yer head, and watch fer the strike ta' come. Then block it. Lesson one. If ya can't be somewhere else when tha' blow hits, block it, use their strength against themselves, and kick them in the as*." Logan grins, aiming a swift, gentle (for Logan) kick to Evan's behind.

Genesis has posed:
Evan chuckles a bit, "It makes sense, but I think it best avoid the dead part, so will have to take your word on it." he then copies the poster a bit standing akwardly as he isn't use to it. He listens to him speak about it, and shakes his head at the kick though doesn't move to block it just moves an arm out to where it might of got in the way, though stops before he touches him at all. "I must warn you, I am very strong so I will be careful not to make impact. I am gaining some control, but still in this small area even if you were to be okay." he doesn't know about the regeneration, or adamantium of course, though knows he can smash people just with a flick so worries about his 'teacher'

He copies the movement again, and again though continuing to listen.. Of course being new he does try to cover his head, but his hands drop now and then especially when he blocks.. He isn't a fighter by any means so has the bad habbits of those who had never fought before, but not the bad habbits of someone poorly trained.

Wolverine has posed:
    Logan laughs and says, "Not bad kid. Not bad. I expect with yer abilities, downright street fighting is probably in yer best interest. Ya' can hit hard, and have a mean endurance. Use that. Use all yer gifts, 'cause someday, there will be someone that kin take ya', and yer gonna need it all. Including anything I can teach ya'." Logan sniffs, and nods.

    "AH can take a hit, don't you worry. It takes lot ta' hurt me. Well, not really. It takes a lot ta' kill me. Everything hurts me just like a normal person." Logan frowns. "Ah just heal fast. Anyway..."

    Logan watches as Evan practices and grimaces as he connects. "Not too bad." Logan shakes his head. "Keep tryin'. It'll come ta' ya. Ya' ain't know Shang Chi or Ricahrd Dragon, but yer gettin' there."

    After a few hours, and several different stances, katas, and strikes, blocks, and movements, Logan holds up his hands, and wipes the sweat off his brow. "Good work kid. Yer' comin' along. Keep practicing, and we'll do this again. Remember..."if ya' kin be somewhere else when tha' blow is comin', it will never land." Heh."

Wolverine has posed:
    Logan laughs and says, "Not bad kid. Not bad. I expect with yer abilities, downright street fighting is probably in yer best interest. Ya' can hit hard, and have a mean endurance. Use that. Use all yer gifts, 'cause someday, there will be someone that kin take ya', and yer gonna need it all. Including anything I can teach ya'." Logan sniffs, and nods.

    "AH can take a hit, don't you worry. It takes lot ta' hurt me. Well, not really. It takes a lot ta' kill me. Everything hurts me just like a normal person." Logan frowns. "Ah just heal fast. Anyway..."

    Logan watches as Evan practices and grimaces as he connects. "Not too bad." Logan shakes his head. "Keep tryin'. It'll come ta' ya. Ya' ain't no Shang Chi or Ricahrd Dragon, but yer gettin' there."

    After a few hours, and several different stances, katas, and strikes, blocks, and movements, Logan holds up his hands, and wipes the sweat off his brow. "Good work kid. Yer' comin' along. Keep practicing, and we'll do this again. Remember..."if ya' kin be somewhere else when tha' blow is comin', it will never land." Heh."

Genesis has posed:
Evan goes through the steps, and nods to himself as he is shown multiple things. Thankfully mentally he is a genius of a very high calliber so he can memorize everything he is tought in an instant. Unfortunetly this doesn't help in practice as that just takes time. No matter how smart one is without time to practice it won't help in a fight though he will being doing exactly that for a while now. He nods as he lets the information sink in, doing a few blocks to view the angles, and degrees of movement. "Thank you for the information, I will work on what you have shown me." he falls silent for a moment then adds. "Listen if something comes up please take me with you.. I am strong, can take a hit like you said.. I can help."

He gives a small shrug, "Besides... I am going to need the experience, and something tells me where you are trouble follows. You just have that feel about you." and he eyes Logan again with a small grin, "The curse of an interesting life... Some people wish it, but never realize how truely dangerous it is." though he frowns a bit again. "So please... Let me know I will do what you say on mission, but I can help.. I know I can somehow." he looks at the Bike, "I will even bring my secret weapon the door-knob.. One throw usually can take own most enemies." and gives him a side-ways glance. He actually had done that the first time he fought.. It was dirty, but a door-knob with twenty tons of pressure behind it.. Worked well.