It's been awhile.

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Thunder rumbled across the sky growling and snarling like a feral beast, lightening flashing brightly and close, the claws of the beast attacking. And of course it'd been raining for several hours already, the dark figure was soaked from walking in the streets of New York. Water dripped if not poored off the edges of his Indy style hat, leather trench coat had served well to keep him dry for quiet some time but by now it had become heavy with soaking in the water. A normal man would have been tired with fatigue he wouldn't be able to walk, but being the kind of mutant he was he had no need of rest. Wenzel had walked from New Jersey through the underwater bridge into New York City. Typically long walk for anyone but he had chozen to travel like that many of times so it gave him no bother.

Looking around at the block he was on, bright grey eyes scanned the place. He was a few streets down from the famous main street that held a good amount of the attraction in this town. Not wanting to be that crowded he spotted a decently small looking pub. A drink sounded amazing and refreshing and it'd been a rather long time since he'd had any to drink. Swirving and cutting around the people around him, the mutant walked into the pub.

Taking in a deep breath he could smell the many different alcohal behind the bar, human's sweating from drinking so much and being drunk. A pub was never clean and Wenzel never expected it to be. Taking off his hat and brushing water beads off it, he shook out his body, his short brown blonde hair flopping around and settling messily in his face, curlier than normal with being wet. Finding a seat at the bar, Wenzel sat, it was nice to not be moving, he looked to the bar tender. A good looking midaged woman, seemed appealing as she asked what he wanted to drink, he poored him some Crown. She made a comment on his German accent and he flirted with her back. He sat with his hand around the cup and looked around at the people in the bar, always people watching to know who was around him.

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It had been a long day for Ace, he had been able to start the plan that he had wanted against Logan, he had found that redheaded woman with his scent, he had tried hard not to focus on her but there was no denying that he had checked her out after he had marked her skin, he knew that it would effect her mentally that he had scratched her neck, chest and breasts but that had been why he had done it, somewhere private that she would be scared but at the same time wondering why he hadn’t done more, why he hadn’t stripped her naked and raped her.

The truth was even though he was using her to get to Logan raping women wasn’t what he was about, he wasn’t an animalistic monster, that was the difference between himself and others such as Sabretooth he knew what he had been doing and he had planned this out with a plan of what he was going to do, he knew that it the woman had thrown somewhat of a spanner in the works of his plan because of the fact that he didn’t know what to do about her but he also knew that he would be able to use it to his advantage.

Entering a bar Ace was overcome with a somewhat familiar smell, it smelt like Logan’s but it wasn’t which meant that it would be a family member. Following the smell it got different in the smell and he could tell that it was something different about that smell. As he got closer to the man he would say that he would not be a direct relation to Logan. Sitting not far from the man he looked at him before speaking.

“The name wolverine doesn’t mean anything to you does it?” he asked.

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Tipping the edge of the glassCrown flowed down Wenzel's throat. The scent of another mutant crossed his nose, but he gave no care as he set his half empty glass down. Glancing up at the TV in a corner of the pub, his glance flickered as a voice was directed to him. In the reflection of the mirrors behind the bar sat a rather large burley man a seat of two away from Wen. Wolverine? he thought before turning to the man, his eyes still cold grey and careless.

"Such a thing is a beast of the forest that has no consern to me." The german accent thick as usual as he never tried to hide or cover it. As he did prefer Germany over the American lands, but it'd been so long since he was there. Wenzel eye'd the man up, making note of his scent thinking there'd be more to this man later on. Considering at how the man had mentioned Wolverine as a name, he knew he'd ansered it in the wrong matter but took no care as he still didn't know anyone by that name or nickname. Wen took another drink and glanced back at the game on TV, his clawed hands curled around the glass, claws at the moment only about 3/4 inch long.

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Ace got the feeling that there was something that had been going on with the scent of the man but he didn’t know what it was, he got the feeling that even if he had known Logan he didn’t know him by the name wolverine which was something that he was surprised by and he was not going to really going to let it slip simply because of the fact that he wanted to know why the guy smelt like something that he knew, he didn’t know what it was but it was familiar and it was something that was different yet at the same it was something that he thought was something that he had already seen and known.

As he ordered a beer for himself he noticed that the man had claws, not very big claws but claws enough for them to be noticed. “Ok so you don’t know wolverine,” he said “what about Weapon X?”

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Wenzel honestly had no care to talk to anyone as he usually never did, use to being a loner of silence. He set his glass down and looked over at the man again, the guy had alot of questions for a stranger that had just gotten in town barely hours ago. Either way though he forced himself to be calm and not to let his temper flare at just a few questions, as Wen had been known before to turn savage in just seconds over simple questions or comments.

" 'Ve heard alot of strange things since bein in the states, nuthen of that sort till now." Replyin casually but taking small mental notes of how the larger man acted, sound of his voice, style he spoke and what he wore. It was natural for Wenzel to take notice of such things as to store in his mind, this man seemed too curious for just wanting a normal conversation at a bar. Looking at his hands and slightly bored, with one claws he lightly traced in the woodgrain of the counter, what looked like the face of an angery Lynx. Just small fresh cuts flicked and twisted on the surface of the wood, very little effort to do so as his claws, to his dismay, were perfectly razor sharp at all times. Until he would cut and file them down that was.

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Ace got the feeling that he wasn’t going to get anythi8ng out of the man but at the same time he didn’t want to take his claws out because of the fact that it could attract the attention of the people in the bar and it would be something that would be hard to explain because of the fact that he would have 6 pieces of metal sticking out of each arm, it was not something that he would have wanted to explain because of the fact that he had them as there had been a lot of experiences that he had with his claws that he didn’t have to explain as he had only been with one person and he had then killed them.

“Just you have a smell about you that I have been familiar with,” he said “but at the same time I get the feeling that you aren’t someone that you have crossed my path before.”

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Wenzel thought of what the man said of a familiar scent, he had not yet come across anyone with such similar traits of mutation as himself. The rapid healing, claws that grew between 3-4 inch deadly talons, long and sharp top and bottom canine teeth, and a rage when pissed off could take control of him so easily like he was a vicious wild animal out for blood till his victom was motionless of the ground. Even then that would not quench the rage at times. Wen almost snarled as he glared at himself in the reflection of the mirror behind the bar, itd been almost over a year since he'd seen red but even then five people were found dead the next day. Gritting his teeth he pushed the thought away.

"Can't say I've met anyone that'd carry a similar scent, not even my own blood mother had same scent as me. " He chuckled making humor out of his rottin childlife, " Trust me I'd certainly remember an encounter with you before and sounds of it you wouldn't be hangin around areas I tend to be." He commented as it seemed Ace was a man that'd be out on some type of top mission or some sort.

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Ace noted that the man might not of known where his powers had came from it was obvious to himself that the man had powers similar to one of either Logan or Sabretooth both where mutants that had animal like features and so had been wittingly named Sabretooth and Wolverine by Stryker, both apex predators that could kill you with ease, yet Ace didn’t get a name just X-2. He didn’t want a name though just to have the respect of his boss and he often wondered if he had even gained that over the years if he was being honest. Yet now he had a young man in front of him who seemed to have much in terms of knowledge which had been something that Ace had hoped to gain from speaking to him.

“I am sorry for bothering you then.” Ace said with a sigh before taking a drink of his beer “just your claws have anb uncanny resembelence to two men that I use to work with that I haven’t seen for a long time.”

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By now the bartendress had seen Wenzel's odd finger nails and had become distant at coming towards their end of the bar. This slightly irritated Wen but he couldn't blame the helpless easily spooked humans. Anything out of the ordinary that they couldn't control or understand always threw them into a frenzy of worry and fear. "These claws are more of a curse than anything. Shame to hear others have had to deal with similar aspects." He spoke with a dull groan to his voice, he grabbed his glass. Slow and intentional as each finger aimed to curl around the glass, starting with his pinky. Each claws slowly grew from 3/4 inch to almost 4 inches long. Hand tightly curled around the glass, claw tips scrapping a bit of the bottom of his palm. His though did not have the metallic sheen look of either of his ancestors he was nieve of being related to, his were still a natural dark brown/black.

"Nothing helpful has ever come from them," Wenzel said after taking another drink himself, " Pain and death, fear and anger is all. Just hopefully the two you speak of find good in the use of theirs and stay in control." He retracted his claws easily just like a feline and curled his hands into loose fits just to hide them from site. Looking up at the man and gave a chuckle, "You know what Luchs Zorn means?" He asked not sure if this what seemed to be an intelligent man would know any German language.

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As the man’s claws grew Ace didn’t know if it had been an attempt to scare him which had as much chance of Ace spontaneously combusting than him being scared of the other man more to the point because of the fact that Ace didn’t get scared of anything because of the fact that he had been expecting anything and everything working for weapon X and someone with claws wasn’t someone that would scare him because of his abilties. Allowing his own claws to push through each three came out of his knuckles as well as at the same time the three claws came out of his forearm also stretching his jacket slightly but it didn’t rip his jacket.

“It depends on how well that you use them or if you use them at all affects that.” He said “but again that is circumstantial,” then he took his jacket off to much of the astonishment to the other people in the bar.

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Wen had not tried to seem intimidating or to scare anyone in anyway, he was just showing in a way his dismay of a little bit of his powers. He watched seeing the bigger guy show off his physical powers, metallic claws? That was unnatural to a mutant body, but perhaps it was just the way this man's mutations were, Wenzel thought. As he'd never heard of the adamantium metal before let alone it being fused to mutant skeletons.

"Use of them is never a good thing as it always ends up in death." Wenzel metioned taking another drink, a shiver went through him as well. The feral side of his mind had sickly had pleasure in the comment he'd just made. At times it was truely a fight inside of the man of wealther his good side or his feral side controlled him and his actions

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When the man spoke Ace rolled his eyes, he had used his powers a number of times to kill people and it had always resulted in death, it could be argued that if it didn’t lead to death then there wasn’t much point in what had caused them to have the powers and at the same time they didn’t deserve to have them if they where not going to use them for anything other than for decoration. “What if I told you that I could get you information on why exactly you have your claws?” he said to the man. “And maybe get you an upgrade?”

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Thoughts ran through Wenzel's mind, rather feral ones a few civil. What was this man thinking, upgrades? You can't upgrade a mutation, it already was an upgrade from the feble human body. Part of him was curious and wanted to know how much more leathel he could be and have real use for them, the other part wanted nothing to do with it. He'd seen enough of how much damage his mutation could cause, he didn't want to cause anymore. This man had so much fueding and self fighting inside him, it was still a stand still of what side would win.

He gave a chuckle, " So perhaps I might want to know more about this upgrade. But say I end up not caring for it will anyone be upset if I know about it?" Wenzel looked at the man with a flame of curiousty in his eye. Weather he wanted to say it or not his feral side was to curious to be quiet about this, he just couldn't hold back from asking.

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Ace smirked at the man’s comment of he was curious of the upgrade as many always seemed to be, how he had gone from having a drink to getting a guy who could be working with him in weapon X because of the fact that he was curious about the upgrade, Ace didn’t mind it he just found it funny how a day worked in that he hadn’t been planning it but at the same time Weapon X would always welcome more people into their fold if they fitted into the team well and the fact that the man seemed to have claws like Sabretooth he got the feeling that he would be welcomed into the team with open arms but that was just his opinion.

“I can’t see them having a problem with it,” Ace said allowing his claws to go back into his skin before putting his jacket back on. “their powers are in the gene pool for the upgrades, they helped upgrade me.”

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Wenzel readied himself to go outside as well, he could handle another smoke, it was becoming more than common in every state now that smoking inside a building is illegal. He took one out and put it in his mouth, "Hey want one?" He offered Ace one from his pack of 'reds'. He put his pack away after offering the other man one he adjust his coat and hat. Only partcially dry and most likely the storm was still strong outside.

"You have a card or something I could call or get ahold of you some how. " He asked heading to the door. One man didn't move and without saying much he just pushed him out of the way with ease, upset the guy was. Wen ignored him as he got to the door.