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Logan Echolls ([info]i_didntdoit) wrote in [info]we_coexist,
@ 2011-07-16 18:22:00

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Entry tags:logan echolls, zoe washburne

Just one of those days (weeks, years, whatever) (Zoe)
Things were finally starting to go well for Logan. School was still out for summer and he'd been working with Lorne. The guy was... different, but mostly in a fun way. He still hadn't quite gotten used to the demon make-up, but he'd definitely gotten used to having a regular paycheck. Not to mention that he was surprised to find he actually enjoyed the business of running a night club. Doing the books, making sure maintenance was taken care of, overseeing employees... all that stuff was something he actually felt like he could do, and actually enjoyed.

It was... odd, to have a sort of purpose. To actually have to work for a paycheck. Make that, work for a paycheck that actually covered more than the bare minimum he'd been making while working in the cafeteria at the university.

Perhaps things were looking up, he mused as he made his way home from Caritas early one morning. He wasn't being particularly cautious about his surroundings or being out so late, as he still suffered from the delusions of invincibility that most men his age had. Of course, getting shot and walking away without a scratch earlier that year didn't help with those delusions.

So when three shadowy figures fell into step behind him, Logan didn't hear them coming. He didn't realize anyone was there until he turned his head slightly, just in time to catch a sharp blow from something cold and metal. A gun, he reflected as he crumpled to the ground.

"Give me your wallet and any valuables you have on you," a voice growled as Logan looked up into the sharp glint of silver metal, pointed directly at him.

He chuckled darkly.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me," he said. "I've had money in this City for all of two weeks, and this happens?"

Yeah, Logan wasn't the best at keeping his tongue in check, even when his life was on the line.



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[info]warrior_woman
2011-07-17 06:37 am UTC (link)
"It's what I do, citizen." The Batman spoke so very calmly. "Trying to keep the City streets safe."

There was a soft groan from one of the bound muggers; the Batman moved rather quickly, sending the man back under with a thump to the back of his head.

"You should not walk alone like this, and call the police to have these men taken in, Logan Echolls." That name would be stored away; Zoe needed to do some research. She had to make sure he couldn't make the connection between herself and the Batman.

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[info]i_didntdoit
2011-07-17 06:41 am UTC (link)
Logan stared after Batman, then nodded slightly.

"Uh, yes sir."

He pulled out his phone, not really wanting Batman to, say, hit him with a batarang for ignoring orders.

Unless, perhaps, he was allowed to keep said batarang, That would be pretty awesome.

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-07-17 06:47 am UTC (link)
There would be no batarangs left behind; the Batman wasn't letting those get away, not when they could lead back to the alter ego somehow.

Without a word, just a slight nod, the Batman lifted a gun with a grappling hook above "his" head and shot. The Batmule would be waiting, the louder thrum and rumble of engines revving up for more power could be heard. With a tug on the line to make sure it was secure, the Batman was soon whisked up into the darkness where the ride waited.

Logan Echolls was now on someone's list. Zoe was beginning to breathe a little easier because it seemed the kid was certainly not a reader. That or he was one hell of an actor.

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[info]i_didntdoit
2011-07-17 06:49 am UTC (link)
Logan was still staring after the Batplane flew away.

"Holy shit," he muttered and found a nearby wall to lean against.

"Holy shit," he repeated.

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