Logan Echolls (i_didntdoit) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2012-06-30 22:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | eric northman, logan echolls |
What the.... (Eric)
Logan still had Eric's business card in his wallet. In fact, he'd programmed the number into his phone. Just in case.
He was curious. Of course he was curious. Who wasn't curious about the prospect of eternal life? He didn't know exactly why Eric had offered him that chance, and in fact Logan hadn't known anyone who wanted him around for one lifetime, let alone several.
Not that he would take the vampire up on the offer. Not right now. He had a life that he couldn't just walk away from. And there was Veronica. He had Veronica. Somehow, Logan didn't think that she would be all that cool with the idea of her boyfriend becoming a bloodsucking creature of the night.
So the number was in his phone-just on the off chance that circumstances changed dramatically-but for the most part, it was forgotten about.
In fact, Eric and the offer didn't come into Logan's mind again until he turned right at an intersection and saw the car careening toward him. It was one of those odd moments where time seemed to slow down just long enough for a person to think "Huh. Isn't that funny?" about a missed opportunity or some other regret in life.
After that there was the horrible sound of metal crunching and the sensation of soaring through a windshield.
Logan landed on a hard surface some distance away from his car. How far, he really wasn't sure. In fact, he wasn't sure of anything.
Somehow, his fingers found his phone and managed to get to a listing in his contacts. He pressed send and mumbled something that was nigh-unintelligible. Perhaps it was a plea for help or perhaps it was a plea for something that would save him.