Logan/Wolverine

*Late night breeze chills the air as the Blackbird lands in the clearing near town, Logan pulls up on his motorcycle nearby and lights a cigarette. his voice rough as he speaks into his com* I been able to track the target to the local hotel, orders? *Cyclops responds first* Just Keep an eye out, if they try to run try to stop them.....no unessential force. *Logan grunts with disapproval* Right .....

*He's sat on the bed in the hotel room, not realising he's Logan's target*

*Logan takes a deep breath before kicking the door open, a small plume of smoke escaping his lips* Hello, you must be the target?

*Logan snaps out of his thoughts and looks over, noticing your wide eyes and frozen position. He takes a long drag from his cigarette and blows the smoke away from you*

*He looks at you with a smirk* You know what they say, only real men smoke cigars. *he's teasing you, and his deep voice carries a hint of flirtatiousness*

…….cigars are better *I say with a straight face*