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Winter coat on and a determined smile on her face Tabitha walked down the road with her arm looped around Logan’s waist and enjoying the crisp cold air. She’d have driven but figured if anyone could appreciate the calm silent weirdness of nature it’d be Wolverine-and besides the bar was only a block down the road, hidden behind a local hardware

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He had to admit, he was impressed. This was just his kind of place, and that Tabs had taken him here rather than someplace, well, louder, was appreciated - though he'd gone along with anything. It was rare for him to be in a good mood, but today, it seemed, was one of those days. The weather probably helped; the fresh, cold air somehow felt right - and so, for that matter, did the company.

After 'guiding' her inside, he finally removed his arm from around Tabitha's shoulder, looking around the place to familiarize himself with it. New, and yet like a thousand other places - just the way he liked it. "What're you drinkin'?"

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He stared at his beer, taking a long drink before replying. There was little enough to say, and less he wanted to tell. It was nothing new, anyway.

"Headed north." Hunted a little. "Rode around." Bashed a few heads in. Nothing that wasn't deserved, but nothing spectacular. It was kind of nice, keeping things simple that way. Sometimes - often times - the little victories felt better than the big ones. Still, someone had to take care of the big ones, too.

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"I had wondered where you went and if you'd come back or you'd like pop up randomly bashing somebodies head into the door.
Either way I'm glad you came back Logan. I missed you, it's just kind of weird being in the mansion without you stalking down the halls giving everyone your grump face."

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The 'grump face' got her a look, but he appreciated the sentiment, really. Sometimes he just needed to get away from the mansion, from everything. Having the people he cared about miss him was not his intention, but it was still a good feeling to come back and be welcome. Of course, not everyone missed him... but it felt good to come back and piss those people off, too.

"Next time, I'll work on my entrance," he grumbled jokingly. There were a few heads he wouldn't mind bashing into the door by way of knocking. Speaking of which...

"D'I miss anythin' else?"

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She gave him a look right back for a second, but couldn't hold it for very long and her serious expression broke into a grin.
"Kitty and Pete are still doing the 'OMG WHY ARE YOU SO YOUNG' will they wont they dance of doom, Scooter's kind of leveled out but still has a stick up his pretty butt and Hank almost blew up the science lab during a demonstration. It was kind of awesome."

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Logan couldn't suppress a soft snort at Scott being called pretty. The guy's appeal was, predictably, lost on him, and even though Logan hadn't felt like killing him in a while, there would always be some tension. Alpha male battles and a shitty history together would do that to you.

At the last bit of news, he raised his eyebrows, more in amusement than shock. Damn, he had missed things. "That don't sound like the furball. What was on his mind?" Because, in Logan's experience, there must have been a distraction for Hank to even almost screw up in such a big way.

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"I may have been running away from Bobby at the time and y'know that ice slide thing he does? Well I kinda like grabbed onto him and we flew smack against his classroom window. Which wasn't what scared him, I think it was more us sliding down it in the loudest way possible." That had been a very special day in the history of faceplants-and her embarrassment was still obvious as she relived the memory.

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For all of two seconds, Logan's face seemed to struggle with his amusement before he lost the battle, and chuckled. God, he could just picture it... and it made him feel more connected to everyone at the mansion than anything else could. For better or worse, these were his people. He'd settle there a while before he ran off again.

"An' they say beautiful women don't just fall outta the sky..." he quipped, finishing his beer and ordering another the moment he put the bottle back on the bar. Usually, he drank when he was in a shitty mood. This was a nice change of habit.

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Blushing like a madwoman Tabby finished took another sip of her still half full beer and bit her lip to stop the embarrassed giggle. "We only do it for special occasions."
But oh good lord she and Bobby hadn't been able to be in the same room for three days without cackling at each other or trying to disappear in mutual embarrassment at the fact that not only had they left a rather funny imprint on the window, but had broken their fall by falling into the bushes in a rather special looking position.
"Hank made me clean the lab from top to bottom. It was horrible."

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Her embarrassment just amused him more, much as he tried to hide it. Taking a swig of his new beer, he smirked around the bottle, a mischievous sparkle in his eyes that belied his usual grumpiness.

"Coulda been worse," he declared. The punishment seemed to fit the crime, and that was that: transgression paid for. If only all fuck-ups were dealt with and written off that easily. "Next time, find another window to fly into, huh?"

((Gotta go to work now. Grrrr...))

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"Totally could have-Bobby ended up having to clean the boys bathroom." She shuddered slightly at the very thought of such a thing, and thanked the gods Hank McCoy was too nice to send her into that smelly place.

" I'd love to see the look on Scooter's face if I kinda just dive bombed into him through the window. I'd do it too if he wouldn't put me in the danger room with him for a week. He's almost as crazy as you were but with rules. It's like fighting the lesser Terminator or something. Then again I don't get half as bone tired with him as I do yours sessions...and that sounded totally dirty."

(( Have a good day sweetie))

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Even Logan, whose standards for hygiene weren't all that high, grunted a little at the thought of cleaning the boys' bathroom. But, same as with Tabs, Bobby pretty much deserved what he got. And it was probably a good idea to get that place cleaned anyway.

"True on all counts," he said with a trace of smugness, deliberately not excluding the dirty connotations. Whatever Scott got up to between the sheets - if there was any getting up at all - couldn't be much. Guy probably just wanted to be held and called a good little boy. It was borderline disgusting to think about it. "You ever wanna give it a shot, I'll back you up. Be fun to see how the two of us do 'gainst him an' a coupl'a his favorites."

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Tabby in turn gave him a naughty little smirk and nodded her head.

"Now that would be awesome. We've gotten a bunch of little kids lately and it'd be nice to show em some spontaneous fighting too. I mean Scooter is awesome with them, so is Storm but they don't really do the whole 'wing it as a team.' thing."
Truthfully she just enjoyed beating their fearless leader at his own game. She'd been like that since she came to mansion in the first place. First it had been as a show of defiance to organized adults, but eventually...it just became downright fun to do.

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Logan gave a quick, short nod at that. "Let's do it." Draining his beer, he put it back on the bar with a little more force than necessary, testament to his determination. "Just lemme know when you're plannin' somethin'."

He wanted to be there to bail her out - and to see the look on Scott's face. Scott would know what was going on, of course - or he'd have a pretty good idea - but that wouldn't stop Logan. If anything, it was another good reason to go through with this. In spite of their little rivalry, Logan wouldn't always challenge Scott; he actually had enough sense to know that their fighting could interfere with how the team functioned in action, and that could be dangerous for everyone. But, just like Tabby, Logan enjoyed raising a little hell - and it would be a good exercise.

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"How about this weekend? I know Scooter's using every bodies day off to practice some new plan of formation or something. I was already planning to mess with him since the program thing he's used has been done like a bajillion times and 'new' to Scott means shifting a stance-but with added bonus of you? We can throw some spice in El Capitano's ruby red life."

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"I got no other plans." The weekend was perfect. If everybody had the day off, so much the better; more people would be around to watch. And however this would go down, Logan wanted an audience.

Picking up the fresh beer that had been placed in front of him (apparently the bartender had figured him out, and hadn't bothered waiting for him to order), a smirk tugged at his lips before he took a nice, long swig. "Let's give Bright Eyes a fight to remember."