Jono's New York, Jean Grey School

Honestly, for a man with senses as sharp as Logan's were supposed to be, his taste was execrable. If Hannibal had known there wasn't a decent bottle of wine on the campus, he would have brought his own. Still, at least Westchester was the type of place to have a decent wine shop.

He checked his watch as he stepped from the gate; still plenty of time even if he had to go a town or two further away.

( Of course, he wasn't exactly alone. )

[NFB due to distance, but OOC is love! Preplayed with the wondermous furnaceface! Warnings for bigotry, off-screen cannibalism, and a bit of violence. Because Hannibal (and Logan).]

Jono's New York, Jean Grey School - evening

Hannibal was enjoying the cool evening weather (and relative lack of students or bamfs) on the school's porch, paging through the new music releases in the world his tablet was from. His face was a little stiff and his eye a touch swollen, but a shower and a bit of stretching had taken care of the rest. Jono was inside talking to Logan, and unless Hannibal very much missed his guess, ( he would be next. )