Wolverine (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} _weaponx) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wariscoming,@ 2009-07-13 23:49:00 |
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What: Amulets, offworlders, and beer, oh my!
When: A bit after his intro thread, probably soon after the Martha/Logan thread.
Where: The bar Logan was at.
Warnings: No serious ones, but Logan does cuss sometimes.
Rating: PG-13-ish for Logan’s mouth?
Logan had been sitting in the bar for quite a while. He’d had enough beers to drop a moose, and he wasn’t even feeling buzzed. Usually, he’d have hated his healing factor. Right now, with a pile of money totaling over two thousand dollars sitting in front of him, was an exception for about two thousand reasons. He’d considered ordering food, but decided to wait for Jo to arrive before he did that. He planned to buy her food if she wanted some.
He decided he’d made enough money for the time being. “Alright boys, pleasure doing business with ya but I’m closin’ up shop for the time being. Feel free to throw your money at me again!” With a laugh, Logan scooped up the cash, dropped it into his wallet, and stuffed his wallet back into his pocket. Rising from the table, he took up an empty seat at the bar, ordering yet another bottle of Sam Addams and settling in to wait for Jo.
He was actually looking forward to meeting her. She seemed to have a good head on her shoulders, maybe a better one than Sam. If the guy was trusting a demon, it said something about the situation. It said that there was a high risk of the situation being entirely fucked. Ruby may have seemed like one little cog to some people, but if she were a spy, it would destroy the entire machine. Maybe other people were willing to ignore the risk, but Logan was most definitely not. He was glad to find that he wasn’t alone. That didn’t mean he’d take any action. It was entirely possible for her to be genuine. But if that was the case, there was no harm in keeping an eye on her, and plenty to lose if she wasn’t genuine and he didn’t.
He halted those thoughts. No need to get focused on Cold War logic right now. He just wanted to kick back, enjoy his beer, and wait for Jo.