read my mind

[slicesanddices]

Characters: Wolverine and open
Location: At some shady bar
Planet: Coruscant
When: Tonight
What: Logan's been affected by the thought virus at the last second. :) You know you want to hear all his beautiful thoughts.
Rating: idek

Comments

[illjustdieagain]

[What shows up again when you least expect or want it? Herpes. Well, and Nathan Young. Good thing Logan only has to worry about one of those today.

He approaches Logan from behind, one hand holding a beer and the other reaching to clap him on the back.] Sideburns! I knew I'd find you here.

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[He is unfazed by the clap but still tenses for a second at the voice, before taking a long drink of his beer. That he needs.]

Gonna have to work on being less predictable, then.

[illjustdieagain]

Oh, you know I'd run into you anyway. Sooner or later, in some bar or another.

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What do you want?

[infinitemight]

[Storm knows she's bothering him. But guess what mister? They've got some things to discuss.

She comes up behind him, wrinkling her nose at the smoke.] Logan. We need to talk.

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Oh, great. Perfect timing. [He digs around in his pocket for another cigar] Can't it wait?

[infinitemight]

Stop with the damn smoking, already. No, it can't.

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[He'll glance up at her, pausing in his fishing around] You too, huh?

[incaution]

[Going out to some shitty bar alone is pretty disappointing after the other night, but Jo's pretty glad to be out and about. Personal space is a good thing, and she's looking for some extra money. So what better way to go about doing that than hustle some creeps at the bar? Even with the whole telepathy bs going on, she figures she can do it.

She's the girl at a table right off the bar, and has men coming and going from her table the entire time Logan is there. After some old pervert loses his credits to her and no one else steps up, she takes a drink from her beer, and glances around the bar.

Her eyes fall on a douchebag with a terrible hair silhouette.]

Hey sideburns, you up for a game?

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She's cleaning house pretty well over there. [He stubs out his cigar] Maybe. What's the buy-in?

[incaution]

Course I am. [She just grins up at him, attempting to spread out her winnings so they don't look like a giant pile.] It's the end of the night, so I'm willing to go with whatever you wanna put out there. Credits, drinks, property...

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Drinks it is. [Whatever, he'll come scrape back a chair, bringing his beer with him]

[toomuchvermouth]

[Having finally figured a few things out, Spike decided now was a good time to get that drink. Or at least something similar to it, considering how weird this place was. The bar did have a fair sampling of oddities, but nothing he felt uncomfortable with. He was pretty much ok with anything at this point. Before picking a place at the bar, he notices someone a bit familiar. Sitting down next to the man puffing away on the cigar he offers him a knowing glance.]

Come here often?

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[That hair's pretty recognizable. ... For both of them.]

If that's a pick-up line, I'll kick your ass.

What's it to you?

[fightfurther]

[Seventeen year olds probably do not belong in shady bars, but Laura has a knack for going places she probably really shouldn't. Also, she doesn't afraid of anything, etc etc. When she catches Logan's scent, she hesitates. He'd been pretty accepting in the castle, sure, but what if he wasn't this time? What did he care about some clone from another universe, anyway?

Nope, not going over there. She'll just watch him creepily instead.]

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[Logan can feel that he's being watched, and it's not a feeling he particularly likes. He stays hunched there for awhile, drinking his beer, but eventually he just says, loud enough for her to hear across the room]

Somethin' you want?

[fightfurther]

[Laura hesitates for a second, then crosses the room towards him.]

Hi.

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[He stares for a second, but then realizes that's his cue.] Hi.

... She's gotta want something more than just to say hello.