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A sentimental journey
Who: Steve Rogers and Logan
What: Meeting after 20 years in some run down bar Logan haunts.
Where: Brooklyn, New York City
When: 1963, sometime in mid August
Warnings: It's Logan, so who knows what will come out of his mouth.
Status: Closed, Complete
The dark lighting of the bar made it hard for Logan to see much of anything except the tall, cold beer in front of him. The institute had this strict no alcohol policy it would seem, and it was driving him mad slowly, so he had taken to haunting this little hole in the wall on the rougher side of Brooklyn. Memories weren't the best things in the world for the wild man, and lord knew sitting alone in the dingy bar wasn't helping him forget anything. So he down the beer in a few gulps, ordering another as he sat a bit somber at the bar, his thoughts doing laps in his head.
What: Meeting after 20 years in some run down bar Logan haunts.
Where: Brooklyn, New York City
When: 1963, sometime in mid August
Warnings: It's Logan, so who knows what will come out of his mouth.
Status: Closed, Complete
The dark lighting of the bar made it hard for Logan to see much of anything except the tall, cold beer in front of him. The institute had this strict no alcohol policy it would seem, and it was driving him mad slowly, so he had taken to haunting this little hole in the wall on the rougher side of Brooklyn. Memories weren't the best things in the world for the wild man, and lord knew sitting alone in the dingy bar wasn't helping him forget anything. So he down the beer in a few gulps, ordering another as he sat a bit somber at the bar, his thoughts doing laps in his head.