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Logan
@notverynice.bsky.social
Mutant, cigar lover, big drinker |RP account| 18+ MDNI |
-act of finding and rescuing her.
March 25, 2025 at 5:52 AM
-and applying a cold compress to her head. Her body temperature was high. She was clearly hurt, but he could hopefully talk to her.

"Can you tell me what happened?" His voice gruff in nature, but the tone as soft as he could really manage when he was focused, and admittedly, a bit keyed-up by the-
March 25, 2025 at 5:52 AM
He moved slowly, and he took her to where he was staying. It wasn't nice by any means, but he'd made it comfortable enough. Laying her on the couch, he pulls the cord of the lamp, the only light in the room, his eyes on her. The couch was worn and well-used, grabbing some water he kept by the bed-
March 25, 2025 at 5:52 AM
-her suffer like that, hopefully he could get her some help sooner or later, but first, get her out, extraction was the hardest part. That damned military training never did leave, even though he'd not volunteered for near a century.
March 11, 2025 at 5:54 AM
-so this was just a Tuesday.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you." He lifted her as if she weighed nothing, putting her into a fireman's carry as he hurried away, still moving as quietly as his boots allowed, his head on a swivel. He didn't know what to expect, or what had happened, but he couldn't just let-
March 11, 2025 at 5:54 AM
"Logan." He responds, his voice a half growl with the gruffness as he makes his way towards her, hurried but cautious. It was obvious she was in pain, but, he didn't see any reason for it, not that physicality mattered, he knew a man who could break your mind, and a woman who could summon lightning-
March 11, 2025 at 5:54 AM
-themselves from his wrist.

Moving slowly, he saw a woman, it took a moment to figure out who she was, and then it clicked. He remembered her, though only slightly, but that was more than most got.

Stepping forward, the blades retracted, and he put his fingers to his lips as he approached.
March 10, 2025 at 5:33 AM
-wasn't one he knew well, but one he'd encountered. Following the sound, he made his way cautiously, moving silently, even though most would assume he couldn't. Years of training and all that.

Rounding the corner, he heard it again. His fist balled and the the three six-inch blades revealed -
March 10, 2025 at 5:33 AM
Trouble always seemed to find him. It didn't matter if he was drinking at a bar, parked in his truck, or even literally on fire, there was always something.

He thought he heard something, but, he rarely ever didn't in these situations. Sniffing the air, he caught a scent that he recognized. It -
March 10, 2025 at 5:33 AM
"Yeah, something like that." He says, finishing his drink. "I'm grabbin' a smoke, you comin'?" Money on the counter and heading for the door.
November 21, 2024 at 7:08 PM