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[girlverine]

WHO: Logan and Laura
WHERE: The Dojo
WHEN: November 23rd
WARNINGS: Probably none?
SUMMARY: Laura has been avoiding Logan, and he comes looking for her.
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, then whatever.

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I'm so sorry this is late! Thanksgiving took over

[damnrunt]

There was a lot of things Logan didn’t like about alternate universes, not least among them the fact that it was a damn alternate universe: things were changed, not usually for the better, and there was never any sense to be made of what was going on. The two weeks since his arrival had been spent in mapping out the City and trying to figure out what he was doing there, and he hadn’t come to any satisfactory conclusions. The explanation that they were all pulled in to act as super cops was at least half bullshit, as far as he could tell. Some of the ‘Ports did, some didn’t, and the Porter didn’t seem to give a damn either way. The only other explanation he had been able to think of was Mojo-but if it was Mojo, somebody else would’ve figured that out already and done something about it

No worries.

[girlverine]

Laura didn't say anything to Logan as he approached, her green eyes just watching him quietly, uncertain. She hadn't been avoiding him...not exactly. Maybe a little bit. She just didn't know what to say. The last time she had spoken to him, he had thrown her off X-Force and told her to go make her own decisions.

And she was trying, but...she wasn't sure she was doing it properly. She turned away after he spoke, just for a moment, watching the class before her gaze was back. "Thank you. It is not mine, I just teach here. It belongs to a friend."

She knew that was completely irrelevant and yet filling the air with something unimportant felt necessary.

[damnrunt]

Logan followed her gaze to the class. Judging by how they were doing, she'd done a good job teaching them, but he hadn't expected any less. He continued to watch them in silence for a few seconds after she finished speaking. From what he was hearing, Laura was established here: friends, job, apartment, the complete package. That was good. She was getting it together here like she was back home. What disquieted Logan, though, was the length of time that implied; she seemed to have been stuck in the City for a good long while, and however well she was doing, that bothered him as much as the apparent purposelessness of it all did.

He turned slightly toward her, focusing his attention away from the class. The mention of a friend reminded him of Tom, and that there was more to be done when he got through here. "How long've you been teaching?"

If he'd picked up on her uncertainty, he didn't show it.

[girlverine]

"Several months," Laura answered, her eyes still on the students. One of the girls, smaller than the others with big red pigtails, was obviously the best in the class, and her gaze settled on her for a moment. "I did it because Cassandra was away for a week, and I..." She wasn't sure why she was explaining. Or why she wasn't sure what else to say. "...I like doing it." She finally finished, almost seeming slightly exasperated with herself.

"I have been here since the beginning of the year," she knew that question was coming, it came up every time she spoke to a new arrival from home.