James "Logan" Howlett (snikt) wrote in valloic, @ 2021-11-17 12:38:00 |
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It was a hell of a thing getting dropped into a whole new world where he knew nothing. Getting sent back in time was one thing; he was at least familiar with how to navigate that world even if it was in the past. But this... Logan had never experienced anything like this before. So he did what he normally did when confronted abruptly with a new reality — he lashed out. He growled and huffed, and while he didn't threaten violence his body language said otherwise. He was, thankfully, talked off the ledge by cold, hard facts. This was real. This was not a dream or a government conspiracy to hold people against their will. Magic pulled him into this world for some godforsaken reason, and only magic (or the will of Vallo) would allow him to leave. It was out of his hands and Logan found himself falling into his other coping mechanism — drinking. He found Galahd fairly easily thanks to the device he was given, and settled onto at the far end. Eyes toward to the door to see who was coming and going. He ushered the bartender for a bottle of whiskey and a glass, and began to pour himself the first of many drinks. There was no getting drunk on his part, or even dulling the senses. But it was a creature comfort and he desperately needed it now more than ever. |