Logan seemed un-phased by the blonde's sudden surge of confidence as she stepped forward towards him; in fact he had been hardly paying attention to her at all. Instead, his beady little eyes were focused in on Atticus and the claws that had slipped out from his fingernails. Upon his first reaction, Logan had to wonder if this boy had been a victim of Stryker as well, another test mutant like he was...but when Logan was able to focus in on the material makeup of the claws, he quickly realized that this wasn't so. He was both relieved and disappointed at the same time, Logan wasn't one to wish the horrors he had gone through at the plant on anyone else namely a kid...but at the same time (and though he wouldn't admit it) he was looking for a sense of familiarity, that someone could relate to the things that he himself had gone through. Logan then just had to only confirm something in his mind that he had already known for years...he was alone.

Yukiko watched as the boy took his predatory stance, claws at the ready and shackles on end. At first she was more confused than feeling threatened, this boy had claws too? She had only come across a single mutant in her life, being Logan, and therefore seeing the similarities in another person forced a couple of thoughts into her head. There were others out there, others like Logan, and hopefully, others like herself. Perhaps that is why all these people were gathered here...
Still, Yukiko had to roll her eyes at him a bit. If he even thought that he stood a chance against Logan, he was sorely mistaken.

"Baka." She mumbled under her breath, finding a spot against the room's wall and rested her back against it, propping her foot back having it bend at the knee slightly.

Moving his eyes upward from the boys claws, Logan was finally able to focus in on the boy. He was a bit on the scrawny side, at least in Logan's opinion, but he carried a few certain traits that Logan could easily relate to. The disheveled hair, the unkempt stubble and a distinct animal-like behavior.

[i]The Protector[/i]

Moving his eyes from the boy, Logan finally turned his attention to the blonde who had approached him. Practically the first thing he had noticed about this girl was that she was immaculately good looking, she took care of herself well in every sense of the word giving all women out there like her a good name. It was refreshing really, he was sick of looking at the women that caked on makeup hiding their natural beauty...but this girl, the girl in front of him; she radiated pure, raw beauty, and it brought a slight smirk to the corner of his lips. The fact that she had her arms crossed over her ample chest wasn't helping his thoughts either as he found his eyes wandering, if just but a moment before locking his gaze with hers.

[i]The Instigator[/i]

"Wolverine." He said, letting the blades slip back into his hand slowly, seeming to just melt into his skin. He crossed his arms over his broad chest, the arms of the brown leather jacket threatening to pop at the seams from the sheer size of his deltoids and biceps.

Yukiko couldn't be certain, but she could have sworn that he was even flexing a little, again causing her to roll her brown eyes. Logan always had such a weakness for women. In her own opinion, it was his greatest downfall, for whenever a woman was in his life the preditor seemed to melt away in him, replaced by a love-sick puppy dog that was just begging for it's belly to be scratched. Yukiko then cleared her throat, a bit loudly in the short amount of silence that passed in the room, causing Logan to break eye contact with the blonde and look to her, where Yukiko just shrugged her shoulders lazily with a look of innocence on her face.

This then set up an opportunity for Logan to look at the others in the room. There was a raven-haired girl seeming to melt into the background a bit which struck Logan a bit odd since her dress attire practically screamed for attention. Then there was a rather short looking boy with black hair standing near the doorway. He just looked plain confused at everything that was going on. He wasn't particularly able to get a read on these two quite yet, but he could only assume that they too were in the right place. Xavier had a knack for being right about these things.

The door then opened up once more, letting in yet another youth. This one, Logan was able to get a read off of almost immediately, and a very soft, subtle growl came from his throat.

[i]The Clown[/i]

"Not on your life bub, now get in here and pay attention." Logan growled.