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08-12-2011, 07:54 AM
Sabretooth parked his bike nearby and advanced towards Wolverine. "What's this place, then?" he said with a smirk. "Doesn't look like the usual place you'd hang out."
Paul was waiting at the mansion for Wolverine's call. He'd already told Emma, Rahne, Kitty and Vaughn about the plan, and all he needed was the call to get things started.      
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08-12-2011, 06:18 PM
Wolverine shrugged, "it does the trick." Wolverine pulled out his mobile, the number was already up on the screen, all he had to do was ring, which he did. All the while he kept moving backwards, Sabretooth would probably assume he was calling for help and knowing that he'd forced his enemy into that position would probably improve his mood, if anything.
Kitty was waiting with the other for the phone call, for her it was possibly one of the most exciting things she'd ever been a part of, simply because they hadn't actually been given permission. Emma on the other hand was looking more smug than excited. She was pleased to know that she'd get to show the Friends of Humanity members a thing or two, their ideals absolutely disgusted her. 
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08-12-2011, 07:33 PM
Sabretooth smirked as he saw, or thought he saw, Wolverine calling for help. "Can't take me on by yourself any more?" he sneered. "You must be getting old."
Paul answered the phone at the first ring.
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08-12-2011, 07:37 PM
"In your dreams," Wolverine replied, before holding the phone up to his ear. "Alright, bub, now would be a good time."
He didn't have time to talk for too much longer, it was inevitable that Sabretooth would eventually launch into another attack and Wolverine's pride wasn't going to let him get smacked. He edged his way around, keeping an eye in Sabretooth, watching for any sign of an oncoming attack. Kitty was on the edge of her seat, Wolverine had finally called. It felt as they'd be waiting for hours and Kitty wasn't really the most patient of people at the best of times.
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08-12-2011, 07:45 PM
Sabretooth sprang at Wolverine, claws out, trying to do some damage that even Wolverine wouldn't be able to heal straight away.
Paul floored the car. He'd "borrowed" Scott's car for the occasion; well, it was an emergency, and asking Scott for permission would just delay things. He'd taken the keys from Scott's jacket.
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08-12-2011, 07:53 PM
Wolverine ducked, lashing out with claws of his own. There was always a certain satisfaction in fighting Sabretooth.
Emma took the other front seat without waiting to see if anyone else wanted it, in her typical self centered way. Kitty might have been annoyed at any other time, but at the moment she was too pumped up to bother with Emma's lack of care for her teammates preferences.
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08-12-2011, 08:00 PM
Sabretooth grappled with Wolverine, not caring about the damage. He shoved his enemy backwards, against a window pane.
Paul soon arrived at the front of the building. There was no-one there; he guessed that Wolverine was round the back.
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08-12-2011, 08:16 PM
Wolverine grunted and grabbed at the back of Sabretooth's head, swinging him around and thrashing him against the wall.
Emma frowned in concentration, "they're definitely around the back, that's where all the uncivil thoughts are coming from".
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08-12-2011, 08:27 PM
Sabretooth snarled in a very savage way, biting at Wolverine's arm like a wild animal. Whereas Wolverine had civilised himself, Sabretooth hadn't bothered in the slightest.
Paul nodded. "Let's go," he said. "We don't want to miss the fun."
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