Neena Thurman pours drinks, kicks ass. (fallsinplace) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-10-04 22:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, logan howlett (wolverine), neena thurman (domino) |
Who: Logan Howlett and Neena Thurman
Where: Logan's place
What: talking
When: recently
Warnings/Rating: PG-13 for language
Status complete
Neena knocked on Logan’s door, stretching her back a little after the drive. She was almost done making the rounds of her friends, and she figured she was over her medical trauma enough not to turn into a sobbing ball of stupid the second she got inside. She hated feeling so weak, it brought out the worst in her.
“Hey.” Logan grinned at her and opened the door. He was happy to see her, especially since he had news and she was the first person he wanted to tell. “Come in.”
“Sure. How’ve you been?” She made her way inside and plopped on his couch. “Velma and Eli around?” She didn’t mind if they were, she just wanted to be prepared.
“Nope, they’re out.” Logan plopped into the chair across from her. He had a cheeky grin on his face.
Neena looked at him with raised eyebrows. “Alright, what the fuck are you so happy about?” She didn’t even bother to try to hide her smile. It was good to not be pissed off at him for once.
“I’m gonna get hitched,” Logan said, grinning wider.
“Yeah? You mean she agreed to marry your stupid ass?” Neena’s smile turned to a smirk. “Good for you. I’d have told you to kiss my ass.”
“I’m wounded,” Logan replied, rolling his eyes.
Neena snorted. “You’ll heal. I’m happy for you both.” This time she was sincere when she spoke.
“Yeah. No swords hangin’ over our heads either. It’s kinda nice.” He didn’t even feel like he’d have to have his heart ripped out at any point.
“Your first wedding must have been different from mine.” Neena said with a laugh. “All I had hanging over my head was a mountain of poofy white fabric and a really tacky tiara.” This time would be different.
Logan snorted. “Didn’t mean literally. Just meant...bad shit happens, is all. Don’ feel like that’s gonna happen this time. Is this optimism? Not sure I like it. It feels girly.”
Neena snorted. “Yeah, because providing a good future for your kid and your permanent lady friend is girly.” She smirked at him. “So when are you doing it?”
“Don’t know yet. When the time feels right.” Logan shrugged his shoulder. “Fuck you an’ takin’ Japan. Might just do it anyway. Elope. Out to the countryside.”
Neena snorted. “That’s more your style anyway. And I was mostly just being. . . pregnant I guess is the only way to put it. I don’t care if you get married in Japan if you bring me back candy.”
“I’ll bring you back a shit ton of Candy. Could also jus’ fly there in the Blackbird. Cheatin’, but works.”
“Yeah, I mean why would you fly any other way? Even paying for gas it’s faster and a lot easier on anyone, especially a pregnant lady.” Neena didn’t even want to think about taking a commercial flight right now, and she was barely even showing.
“Yep.” Logan nodded at her. “Best way to fly.”
“I’d go either before or after winter. No fucking way you should be out in the middle of nowhere in Japan during a snowstorm.” Or anywhere. Neena was not at all a fan of snow.
“It’s just snow.” Says the Canadian.
“Fuck snow.” Neena said, with feeling.
“What did snow ever do yto you?” Logan asked, putting on his best troll face.
“I was the fourth kid of eleven. None of my snow gear ever fit, and Chicago is insane in the winter.” She made a face. “I moved here to get away from that shit, and then it happened here last winter.”
“Keep that up an’ it’ll happen again,” Logan replied, grinning at her like the punk ass jerk he was.
“Yeah, ‘cause my whims decide the weather one way or the other.” She said, rolling her eyes. “You’re too damn smug.”
“I earned bein’ smug. Let me have my small victories.”
“Oh fine.” Neena said, sighing dramatically. “I’m happy for you.”
“There, that wasn’t so bad,” he said, laughing. “Just like pullin’ teeth!”
Neena laughed. "Yeah, but at least you know I mean it. Thanks for telling me before I read it on the Internet."
“You’re the first person I told. Think Vel’s only told Lo.” Logan figured Kitty would have to be next. Alyssa knew but that was because he’d wanted her advice.
“Good.” Neena said with a laugh. “See, I was right and you knew it.”
“I was gonna do it, when I wanted to do it. Happened to be her birthday, figured that was a good present.” Logan rolled his eyes. He hated being told what to do.
"That doesn't make me less right." Neena teased. "I hope that wasn't her present."
“Considering the size of the diamond,” Logan said. It had been gigantic, and the ring probably cost more than Neena’s bar made in a week.
Which made Neena think it was probably extremely gaudy, but then again Thomas hadn’t even bothered to get her a ring so clearly she was the wrong person to ask. “She like it?”
“Yeah, I think so. I tried to get somethin’ that suited her.” He didn’t know if it was guady. He kind of liked it
“That’s all that matters. It’s going to be weird to wear a ring again.” She looked at her own hand. “I’ll need fuckin’ steel or something.”
“Ain’t lettin’ you have adamantium. Titanium might be a good bet.” He looked down at his own fingers. “Gonna need to use a chain. Anythin’ on my fingers gonna get cut up.”
“Yeah. I might do the same.” A necklace was easier to deal with than a ring, especially since most of her time at the bar was spent with men hitting on her while buying drinks.
“Too active otherwise,” Logan decided. Be a shame to knick up a nice ring.
“Yeah. I figure Thomas won’t wear his most of the time either, since he’s an actor. It’s not like symbols are a big deal to me, anyway.”
“Some things are better kept private anyway. Still. A ring is a nice kinda normal.” Logan shrugged.
“Whatever floats your boat.” Neena said with a laugh. “It’ll be funny seeing you domesticated.”
“Who said anythin’ about domesticatin’ anyone,” Logan retorted, giving her the dirtiest look he could manage.
Neena smiled sweetly. “Pretty sure that was me.” She didn’t really think Velma would demand much domestication, but it was probably going to happen anyway. Having a kid changed people.
“Good thing any kid o’mine is gonna take to woods an’ shit like a fish to water,” Logan mused.
“Yeah, we’ve already had the talk about guns and shit like that.” Neena said with a laugh. “Can you imagine doing big ass camping trips and shit when they’re older?”
“It’s gonna be a whole lotta fun,” Logan pointed out. That grin returned.
Neena grinned back. “Yep. It really will.”