*Just as he'd said, Victor was waiting outside his tent at sunset, a couple of bottles of whiskey already lying on the grass beside him; he'd brought them with him from their previous camp, having bought them from the town where they'd made their day trip. Or maybe it wasn't even whiskey, he couldn't read the labels on the bottles properly since
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*He laughed at that, picking up one of the bottles as Logan approached and wrenching off the lid, raising it to his lips and taking a thirsty swig before wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand. Shit, this stuff really burned the back of your throat when it went down, and it had one hell of a kick. He'd never really noticed that before.*
Don't be a pussy, Jimmy.
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*That was it, then. Victor was intent on going through with this, and Logan couldn't stop it. He sat down, opened a bottle for himself, and took a good gulp. His stomach protested a little as the alcohol hit, seeming to remember what had happened before, but it soon settled again.*
How do we do this? The first to pass out loses?
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*He meant before their mutations had kicked in, of course. But that didn't stop him hoping that somehow that trait would have carried on into adulthood, that even now, Logan would prove to have the weaker constitution and would be the first to fall. With hos brother's superior healing ability taken out of the equation, it would be a chance to prove that he could be the stronger one after all.*
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