for Laura, but OTA - a teensy bit backdated
*Logan was in a bad mood. OK, in an even worse mood than usual. Victor hadn't talked to him in days, and no surprise: that business with Fred had undoubtedly pissed him off, and it wouldn't go away for a while. Then he'd woken up after a nightmare the previous night, and this night... Well, this night he'd woken up when all the goddamn electrical devices in the camp went haywire, which no doubt meant that Bradley had been scared by an oversized bug, or something like that. Logan had enough. He stormed out of his tent, out of the camp, needing to get away before he was going to crack someone's skull. Sitting at the edge of the lagoon, he watched the moon reflect on the water, and tried to let it calm him down.*