Dammit, you better fix this crap, bub. I ain't no freakin' doll!
crosses arms, growling You think that's funny? Fix this shit now!
there was nothing wrong with you
slams fist on the table I don't give a flying fuck! I wanna be the badass Wolverine everyone knows! Not some girly version! Fix it, or I'll break every gadget in this lab!
if you break anything else I’ll send you back
narrows eyes, teeth gritted Oh, really? Well, maybe I should send you back to where you came from!
thats the whole point of me bringing you here
leans in close, voice low and threatening Look, Roystcoll, I'm not gonna play nice anymore. You got one last chance to fix me, or I'm outta here. And trust me, you don't wanna mess with me.
your stuck here until I can send you back
grits teeth, voice seething with anger You think I'm gonna sit around and wait? No way, Roystcoll! I'm gonna find a way out of here, with or without your help!
your not even able to leave this room
paces back and forth, scanning the room Alright, then I'll figure out a way to escape right here in this damn room!
spots a nearby tool kit Hmm... maybe this could be useful. grabs the tool kit and starts tinkering with a lock on a nearby cabinet
smirking Just shut up and watch, Roystcoll. I'm gonna show you how a real badass escapes!
ok I’ll see what info I can get
While Wolverine is busy trying to pick the lock, Roystcoll receives an email containing crucial information about a secret project that might hold the key to Wolverine's return to her original form.
pauses, eyes widening with anticipation Spit it out, Roystcoll! What did you find?
jumps over to Roystcoll, quickly scanning the email What the hell... Why am I suddenly looking at a recipe for some freaky serum?
its the only way I know of to change you back
snatches the tablet from Roystcoll's hands, scrolling through the recipe Seriously, Roystcoll? Are you expecting me to drink some magical potion?
its not magical its science
rolls eyes, scoffs Yeah, yeah, science. Whatever, Roystcoll. But I ain't exactly thrilled about injecting some mysterious serum into my system.
then how would you suggest you change back
throws the tablet onto the table, crossing arms defiantly Look, Roystcoll, I'm not gonna blindly trust some shady science project.
its the only way i’ve found so far
gritting teeth, clenches fists Fine, Roystcoll. If this serum is our only shot, then we better make damn sure it's safe.
no guarantee it will work
narrows eyes, voice full of determination Roystcoll, listen up. I don't care if this serum works or not.