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He stared up at the ceiling of his coffin. There were bricks on his chest. No wonder it was so hard to get up. He closed his eyes some more.

Darkness. Comforting and stable.

He opened his eyes and with a summon of strength, removed the quilt from his body. Sitting up on his bed, he looked past the dingy walls of his room and peered into the mirror ahead. They called him Wolverine. A nickname coined because of his hair, beard and a largely serious demeanour.

He stared at the image in the mirror. Lately, the scars had stopped healing. Must be the cold ... He looked at his knuckles. The holes where the claws had retracted, still visible ...

He went and stood in front of the mirror and folded his arms to his chest, with his knuckles facing inwards. His claws shot out. Followed by blood. He retracted.

There was pain, but what was more profound, and even enjoyable was the adrenaline. The strong rush of adrenaline. He observed as his body washed out all other thoughts from his head, focussing on the damage. He relaxed himself, and calmly watched his body heal up the wound.

Wolverine posessed super-healing abilities, he thought, as he again studied his reflection, whole and undamaged.


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Did I ever tell you that my nickname in Kota was Wolverine?
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thegirlwithoneheart said…
Why was your nickname Wolverine?

Don't tell me you have a beard and a largely serious demeanour. Especially not the latter. =P
8/31/10, 5:46 PM
Sam said…
Haha, did.

You should read some of my Kota posts. :P
8/31/10, 8:15 PM
Espèra said…
Without the retractable claws, you're a FAKE! :D
9/1/10, 2:03 PM
Sam said…
OR, i'm wolverine in that phase, when sabertooth has killed his girlfriend (Or so wolverine believes) and then breaks his bone claws.

Going by the behaviour, its a pretty viable theory. :P
9/1/10, 6:16 PM
Tripthi Battapadi said…
Haha! I like! :)

\m/
9/5/10, 6:11 PM
Sam said…
Thanks :)
9/6/10, 4:07 PM
Raveena said…
Haha! That wasn't expected!
9/8/10, 12:24 AM
Sam said…
Haha, what wasn't expected? The serious-stuff? :P
9/8/10, 11:05 AM
Espèra said…
O.o
You removed that post on English? :O
9/8/10, 8:03 PM
Raveena said…
If you prefer that to be the unpredictable, sure! :D
9/8/10, 8:26 PM
Sam said…
@ espera:You read that post on English already? O_o

Actually, I just postponed the posting time.

But i think I'll just post it now. :P

@ Raveena: I didn't get you!! prefer what to be the unpredictable?
9/9/10, 10:13 AM
Raveena said…
The serious stuff!
9/9/10, 7:31 PM
blog.sahil.me said…
I think I know when this was written :)
9/25/10, 2:00 AM
Sam said…
You do. :P
9/25/10, 9:54 AM
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