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capeandcowllogs2011-11-14 04:06 pm
trollverine) wrote in capeandcowllogs2011-11-14 04:06 pm
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we will shrink and then be quiet as mice,
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lolverine and Selina
WHERE: Selina's place
WHEN: Monday sometime??
WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: Sometimes you just have to stupidly stalk someone you don't want to talk to.
FORMAT: words
He was fine during the flight back to the city, all the way to long-term parking. Logan was nothing more than a recurring annoyance in the back of his mind, a mental mosquito hum. It wasn't until he'd tossed his luggage in the passenger seat of his car and slammed the door that he wondered: where had Logan been since that day?
There were four obvious possibilities, and only one of them came with a much reduced chance of actually having to see his father. He told himself that it would be a waste of time, and it was a short argument: there weren't any good counterpoints. And yet, minutes later, he sat at the intersection for the highway and had a brief moment of indecision. All he had to do was go north, upstate.
But the light turned green, and he headed for the city.
Somewhere between hitting Selina's street and stopping on the curb half a block from her apartment, things started to look reasonable. It would be fast, he decided. Nothing could go wrong. He'd either find that Wolverine had been there or find nothing, and then he'd be done.
He checked his phone and gave himself two minutes, got out, and headed for Selina's building.
lolverine and SelinaWHERE: Selina's place
WHEN: Monday sometime??
WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: Sometimes you just have to stupidly stalk someone you don't want to talk to.
FORMAT: words
He was fine during the flight back to the city, all the way to long-term parking. Logan was nothing more than a recurring annoyance in the back of his mind, a mental mosquito hum. It wasn't until he'd tossed his luggage in the passenger seat of his car and slammed the door that he wondered: where had Logan been since that day?
There were four obvious possibilities, and only one of them came with a much reduced chance of actually having to see his father. He told himself that it would be a waste of time, and it was a short argument: there weren't any good counterpoints. And yet, minutes later, he sat at the intersection for the highway and had a brief moment of indecision. All he had to do was go north, upstate.
But the light turned green, and he headed for the city.
Somewhere between hitting Selina's street and stopping on the curb half a block from her apartment, things started to look reasonable. It would be fast, he decided. Nothing could go wrong. He'd either find that Wolverine had been there or find nothing, and then he'd be done.
He checked his phone and gave himself two minutes, got out, and headed for Selina's building.