Old Man Wolverine Rp Thread
Wolverine stared at the three graves infront of him, I don't believe he was much of a believer in god or an afterlife, but hoped they were somewhere better, hoped they weren't suffering anymore. He was kneeling now, with his hat over his heart. His was saying something now, i couldn't make out what he was saying except for the end, which he promised them as he stood up.
"We're gonna make it all right now, I promise."
Wolverine looked around at people in his team that were standing around watching him, he was silent for a moment, then stared at me.
"we going out now dad?" I ask slightly nervous of his stare, but excited to start what i've been training for since i was taken in by him.
Wolverine nodded and walked away from the old graves, he walked towards Voltaire, who was sitting over the side of our junker of a milatary truck.
"gather up everyone, grab the supplies, load it up, we move out 10 minutes ago" he told Voltaire who nodded and hopped off the truck and the ground started tremoring slightly as he walked, that was his silent signal to all the team members to get their asses up and on the truck.
"brucey, help me with the suplies" Voltaire told me as he walked by and to the piled up bags and containers, we started loading it in the back.
~just post doing whatever up until the tremors start to get going~