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[45825243_t78_a]

((Yeah, I'm clutching at straws, here. I swear, all Logan does is eat and brood and smoke and sleep - and not much of the latter.))Logan wasn't a patient man, but there were some things that he had a remarkable tolerance for. Most of them were related to army life. He never bitched about the food. It was food, and they weren't going hungry; no need

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[slimy_droog]

Boing, boing, boing... SPROI-OI-OINGGG...

Following his run-in with exploding bunkers, Toad was greatly irritated and needed to expel energy. He was hopping over and into giant banks of snow until he caught sight of someone leaning against a tree. He hid for a moment, hoping it wasn't that little brat with the bombs, but soon realized it was Logan.

He leaped over to the gruff man and landed in front of him, arms out.

"TA-DAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

[45825243_t78_a]

Logan should've heard Toad coming. Should've, but didn't. It wasn't until a split second before Toad landed that he caught a whiff of the green mutant's unsavory scent. It was enough to keep Logan from lashing out, but too late to completely stop an automatic defensive reaction, Logan's fists lifting, his cigar dropped, falling in the snow.

His second to last goddamn cigar falling into the goddamn snow.

"Son of a bitch..." Logan glared at Toad, then picked up his cigar, whiping off traces of snow that clung to it. Too late. It was wet now, and it would take a good while to dry properly. "You drop in on me like that again, an' I ain't holdin' back."

[slimy_droog]

Toad put his hands in front of him in a defensive gesture.

"No need to get all chuffed at me, mate. I figured you woulda heard me coming from a mile away."

He reached into one of his countless pockets and produced a packet of cigarettes.

"Ain't stogies but they do in a pinch if ya want one," he said, holding out the pack for him in a peace offering.

[45825243_t78_a]

And Logan would've heard him, if he hadn't been getting lost in thought the way he was. Of course, that made the whole thing his fault, really - which was probably why he was getting so annoyed.

Logan growled and shook his head when Toad offered him a cigarette, but the gesture was appreciated, and his attitude relaxed a little. "What're you jumping around for, anyway? You get a better view up there?"

[angelica_jinx]

Russia was cold but after spending the morning scrubbing clean the mess she made in the common room, Angel was positively overheated. The frigid temperature outside actually felt kind of nice.

In fact, the snow was looking pretty tempting. It wasn't like she would have to worry about getting dirty. She was filthy and reeked of soot. So she hiked through to a less trampled spot by the treeline and fell backwards in the snow.

[45825243_t78_a]

Logan really was getting bored. When he heard someone walking in his direction, he ignored it for a while, but then the person in question fell. He listened for a while. No calls of distress. With a soft grunt, he wandered over anyway. Yup, he was that bored.

The woman was lying in the snow, apparently quite content - which just proved what a collection of lunatics the team had become. Logan's nose wrinkled as he looked down at her. She smelled horrible. "The hell're you doin'?"

[angelica_jinx]

"Oh!" Angel squeaked bolting upright when she heard the voice. Unlike him she didn't have super keen senses nor was she paying attention. So despite clomping boots in crunchy snow, he caught her by surprise.

"I, uh, cooling off?" She said with a chuckle as she climbed to her feet. "I didn't think anyone was out here."

[45825243_t78_a]

He grunted. Obviously, there was someone out here. Nice and perceptive these new teammates were too. But more than her attitude (he was really just looking for things to disapprove of there), it was the smell that bothered him. That horrible smell that made alarm bells go off in his head, even though he knew nothing was wrong - at least, not anymore.

"You set yourself on fire or something?"

[arisquebusiness]

Risque was outside wandering a bit. She had a cigarette dangling out of her mouth not even really focused on smoking it. She had her hands in her pockets mostly out of boredom. She smelled the smoke and followed her nose. Only one person she knew had cigars out here and she wouldn't mind talking to him.

[45825243_t78_a]

He'd been avoiding Gloria, not wanting to have the awkward conversation that might follow, but he wasn't about to walk away now that she approached him. She was still a friend.

"Hey," he said, nodding at her. Trying not to think about the fact that she'd fucked Victor. It was her choice who she fucked, after all.

[arisquebusiness]

"Hey,"she nodded back. Gloria had no thoughts at all about talking to Logan about Victor. She didn't want to put her friend in a bad or uncomfortable position. She took a drag off her cigarette,"How are things?"

[45825243_t78_a]

"Fine," he said, his voice as empty as the word. He took another drag, then glanced over at her. "You?"