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Wolverine ([info]clawed_one) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-04 18:16:00

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Entry tags:!dropped, !incomplete, day 06, kaylee frye, location: theatre, logan, shannon rutherford

Day 6: Afternoon
Who: Kaylee, Shannon, & Wolverine
What: Meet and greet
When: Afternoon
Where: Theater
Rating: TBA
Status: Active



After a very pleasant morning spent in Kaylee's company, and a quick break to actually bother finding clothes, getting themselves ready for the day (albeit a few hours late), and a few quick entries in his journal (had to give Rorschach hell, after all), Logan somewhat reluctantly got ready to leave.

"I'm heading over to the theater, Kaylee. Told Shannon I'd meet her over there to chat in person."



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[info]ballerinadreams
2009-05-15 11:29 am UTC (link)
Shannon furrowed her brow and shook her head slowly, because, no, she didn't remember anything about claws. Either he thought he'd said and he hadn't, or she was just so wrapped up in her own stupid drama that she simply didn't remember, but in any case, when he popped one her eyes went wide and she stiffened. Holy shit...

Her eyes shifted to Kaylee in a silent seriously?! expression and she blinked, before looking back at him. Jesus, she'd better stay on his good side, after all...

"Do neither of you guys have, like, a lighter or your matches or anything?" she asked quietly, raising her eyebrows at both Logan and Kaylee in turn. She hadn't brought anything; all of Shannon's things were stowed safely away in the room she shared with Sam at the museum. She hadn't thought she'd need anything.

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[info]clawed_one
2009-05-15 01:04 pm UTC (link)
Whoops. evidently, she didn't.

"Nah, didn't bring my stuff, except for the journal. Didn't think I'd need it." Logan admitted. He cut the legs off quickly, then retracted the claw before arranging the seats into a platform and starting to shred stuff for kindling. "Didn't mean to freak you out, doll. I tend to use the claws a lot." Despite the fact they hurt coming out and going in.

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[info]sweetredfruit
2009-05-20 04:00 am UTC (link)
Something of a comfort, to Kaylee's mind, that the whole blades out of his hands concept was no more common in Shannon's time or world than Kaylee's own. A thought that she tried to slip into a single silent look back at Shannon's shocked gaze.

Along with that thought, was the quieter one less acknowledged that she had relegated the claws to the same category as Jayne's vast array of guns, knives and grenades. As Mal's trusty pistol, or the Mare's Leg gun that Zoe kept strapped to her thigh on jobs.

She moved over to Shannon, and sat down beside her, watching Logan's progress with muted interest.

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