Logan’s hand shot from Kimberly’s arm to his ears, covering them tightly as she let out a shriek, but his amplified hearing could still hear the shriek just as loud as if he hadn’t covered them. His head began to pound, his ears ringing. Small stars started to show up in his vision which had also began to go black. Just as soon as Logan was sure he was about to pass out, Kimberly stopped and started letting Logan know about the building. The study, the bar room which now had two new occupants, the lower bunker, and now the basement bunker. Rubbing his temples and walking away from Kimberly trying to get the ringing out of his ears he reached Yukiko. He bent his muscular neck down towards her a bit, whispering something in her ear. The Asian simply nodded and quietly excused herself from the group as she bounded upstairs, no doubt to check to see if Kimberly’s claim of two new people were upstairs or not. Had they been more mutants, Yukiko could lead them downstairs to join the group; if foe…well…Logan knew her background enough to know that she could take care of herself. Needless to say, however, he kept his senses honed in on her…just in case.

As soon as Atticus, the boy he now knew as Talon started to remove his jacket, Logan’s somewhat paled expression loosened up a bit as he crossed his wide, now exposed arms across his chest. Watching the boy’s display of acrobatics, Logan couldn’t help but to let the corner of his lip curl up into a smile. This Talon kid reminded him so much of himself, though now that his bones were made of solid metal he wouldn’t be able to move like that anymore, but there was much he could teach the boy, if he allowed it.

“You…I’m buying lunch.” Logan smirked but then his attention was quickly dissuaded as the confidence that he had once held melted away once one of the Bamf’s stole his glasses. Shaking his head a bit, his attention went back to Alison, that look of appreciation back in his eye as he examined her trying to focus. He half put up his hands by his ears…just in case…but then the light shot out from her fingertip, aimed for the Bamf trying on Talon’s glasses though missing and busting the light bulb directly overhead. The immediate area that were in had gone completely dark, but walking twenty feet forward would have put you in the light of the next light bulb.

Logan took advantage of the situation, however, and in the dark approached Alison following the twinkling lights that seemed to be coming from her. Placing his rough hand on her shoulder gently, he lowered his voice that only she could hear.

“You couldn’t hit one of them if you even tried. Don’t get discouraged, I’m not interested in you being perfect…well…in abilities anyway.” He smirked and then walked on past her into the light of the next light bulb over.

**

Upon reaching the upstairs, Yukiko found the two new persons inhabiting the bar room. A male and female, both white. The male let out a call for Charles Xavier, Erik, and Logan…names she was all familiar with, so they had to be mutants too. She couldn’t help but to shake the look of awe on her face, realizing just what sort of power that girl in the red dress held. She could think of many times when she was out in the field when she would have killed for an ability like that.

“H-herro.” Yukiko said to the pair of them, making herself known.

“Missah Charles, Erik’n’Logan san downstairs in the hold.” She said using her best English.

“Missah Charles is b-busy with Snark, but Missah Erik’n’Logan San be willing to help.”

Her bright brown eyes blinked at the two of them, a wave of self-consciousness washing over her as she pulled a lose strand of her dark brown hair behind her ear. She had never felt this out of place before, but then again in Japan Yukiko wasn’t exactly surrounded by white people either, and when she was…she was usually ordered to kill them.

“This a way.” Yukiko said waving her arm for the two of them to follow her back down into the bunker.