snikthatch: (look; glance back)
Wolvermerine ([personal profile] snikthatch) wrote in [community profile] wasteyard 2019-06-29 12:25 pm (UTC)

[ Logan meets his eyes for a moment, then glances away, gaze tracking over their surroundings. More radios, more office furniture, more snow. No answers. ]

Yeah, I know her. She's from the same place I am. I was her.. [ He pauses for a beat, considering and throwing aside words he's been struggling to fit him and Ruth into. Friend? Teammate? The guy who should have been there, should have saved -- ] teacher. For a while.

[ He's not surprised to hear that she's still in pain; like him, she can't exactly turn her powers off, not if she wants to live a normal life. As normal as they got, anyway. Still, it doesn't exactly cheer him up to hear it.

He turns from Will and walks a little way over to a snow-dusted desk; brushes the snow with his fingertips. Glances back at Will for a moment.
]

So what's your story, Boy Scout? Runnin' from someone?


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