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Wolverine (clawed_one) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Logan didn't miss the kid's sudden reticience, but he didn't say anything about it. Kid'd find out /real/ fast this was as bad as Logan was making it sound, and probably worse besides. Though he'd admit it bothered the hell out of him he couldn't hear a guard of any kind up ahead. Must be an electronic frontier of some kind, then.

He blinked at the comment about 'chops'. Especially when the kid mentioned fags. For a second there, Logan thought he meant something entirely different than what he evidently meant, if the pocket-patting was an indication.

Which reminded him. He patted at his own pockets and scowled when he realized they were empty. Not that he'd had all that much in them, other than a cigar, but still. Fuckers. "Where the hell you really from, kid?" He wanted to know. Kid talked wierd as hell.