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[gonnadiesomeday]

WHO: Logan and Bly
WHERE: Bly's room and the hallway outside
WHEN: Before the high school flood
WARNINGS: Jackassery, maybe a smidge of violence?

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[agent_bly]

Bly was annoyed by the sudden sound that emanated from his door. Sure, it meant someone was probably stopping by for a visit, but he wasn't expecting anyone. Still, who was the worst it could be? Snorting, he trudged over and opened it casually.

Ah. Young man, cocky expression...probably the inmate. It was inevitable he'd realize Bly was next door. The warden smirked, playing dumb. "Can I help you?"

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"Oh, you know, just in the neighborhood, thought I'd drop by." Logan gave his warden an impish little smile. "Mind if I come in?" Without waiting for a response, he stepped across the threshold, intending to barge right into the room unless Bly stopped him.

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Bly, in response, placed a large hand on Logan's shoulder. "Hold it right there, buddy," He said firmly and without and mirth. "I didn't say, 'come in', did I? No, I did not."

He pushed the teen back. "What do you need?" If it could be handled at the door, it would be.

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Logan shrugged. "Now that's a tough one. What was it... A chicken in every pot? Harmony between wardens and inmates? Oh, I know! Peace on earth and goodwill to men! Yeah, that was it."

He tried to crane his neck to see over Bly's shoulder to see inside the warden's room.

[agent_bly]

The CSS agent sneered. "Get out of here, Logan." He made a move to shut the door, stopping to add, "Come back when you've got a real concern."

Really, what was he hoping to accomplish with this stunt? To get under Bly's skin? Bly had tangled with Michael Westen-- it would take more than this.

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"Oh but I'm very concerned," Logan insisted, trying to walk into the room again.

The guy didn't seem to have any special locks on the door - Veronica would totally be able to pick it. There wasn't anything all that exciting in plain sight, either. Just furniture and, well... the laptop. Maybe he could steal that.

[agent_bly]

"I'm sure you are." Once more, Bly ushered Logan back through the door. "But sometimes one cares too much. Why don't you go somewhere else and think about that?"

He'd been in the middle of reviewing some files (not that is mattered here, but Bly was a slave to his work) and he was keen to get back to them. Having the teenager here was distracting.

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This time, Logan grabbed the hand on his shoulder and yanked it away from him hard.

"You know, I really don't appreciate you touching me," he snarled, still holding on to Bly's wrist.

[agent_bly]

Bly rolled his eyes. "And I didn't invite you in. You leave and you don't have to worry about it." He narrowed his eyes. "Get out."

If this kid wanted to fight, Bly was more than willing to give him a run for his money.

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"It feels to me like you're not really respecting my feelings, Warden. It really hurts when you talk to me like that," Logan said, way too sincerely to actually be sincere. He didn't let go of Bly's wrist, holding the older man's arm away from him.

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"All the more reason for us to spend some time apart." Bly jerked his arm back, pulling it from Logan's grasp and frowning. He rubbed the spot where he'd been held, wincing as if he'd been hurt. "I mean it, though. Get out."

How many times would he have to say it before it sunk it? Honestly. No wonder this kid needed help.

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"This is why I'm such a wayward soul. No one ever cared enough to give me the attention I needed growing up."

[While his parents really hadn't been all that attentive, Logan was still being needlessly melodramatic.]

"Ah well. If anyone wants to steer my feet towards the path of righteousness and rainbows, I'll be in my room." [So he hadn't gotten to trash the place in front of Bly. He'd wait til his warden went out - everybody had to eat, after all - and then enlist Veronica's help to pick the lock. Hell, he might even break the door down. That might help him take out some of his frustration.]