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[Logan makes it home from his mission and you know what? He's dead all over. Exhausted and worn out. He threw himself into the jungle, fought alone, and by all rights should be dead. He may have died more than once, when a Shifter removed his powers and he took some deadly wounds. But then backup would show up, kill the Shifter, and Logan came back to life. Rinse and repeat.
Other people died. He tried to save them, but he was just one man and there was too many of them. So they had to withdraw. And when it was time to go home, he signed up for 'just a few more days'. Even when they told him he had maxed out the points he could earn for the month, he still stayed in there.
Up until today, when the squad packed it all up and he was told he had to go back. As much as Logan would have liked to stay out there indefinitely, he was still a test subject first. Guinea pigs had to go back into their cage eventually.
So now he was back. Where his fake family was. With his fake life. Oh, sure, those memories had become less and less clear. But they were still there and he did not relish seeing any of his 'family'. Which is why he didn't go home. He went to the bar for drinks, sure. He visited the Item Shop to drop in on Rogue on the pretense of looking for his old junk. He played some pool by himself, but he only made it halfway through a game before the kid playing video games annoyed him to the point of leaving.
And then he went back to the bar again. To drink and drink and drink and drink. Chances are, he was going to wake up behind the bar after passing out there. But he certainly wasn't going home to his loving wife. Because that wasn't real and he wouldn't be able to stop himself from acting like it was.]
Other people died. He tried to save them, but he was just one man and there was too many of them. So they had to withdraw. And when it was time to go home, he signed up for 'just a few more days'. Even when they told him he had maxed out the points he could earn for the month, he still stayed in there.
Up until today, when the squad packed it all up and he was told he had to go back. As much as Logan would have liked to stay out there indefinitely, he was still a test subject first. Guinea pigs had to go back into their cage eventually.
So now he was back. Where his fake family was. With his fake life. Oh, sure, those memories had become less and less clear. But they were still there and he did not relish seeing any of his 'family'. Which is why he didn't go home. He went to the bar for drinks, sure. He visited the Item Shop to drop in on Rogue on the pretense of looking for his old junk. He played some pool by himself, but he only made it halfway through a game before the kid playing video games annoyed him to the point of leaving.
And then he went back to the bar again. To drink and drink and drink and drink. Chances are, he was going to wake up behind the bar after passing out there. But he certainly wasn't going home to his loving wife. Because that wasn't real and he wouldn't be able to stop himself from acting like it was.]
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[Relax. On the ground. With the sun in his...]
Actually, step to the side a bit. Sun's in my eye.
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You need to get up and find somewhere better to sleep than the floor of a bar, Mr. Logan. At least sleep in the shade under a tree or something.
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The moment I want advice for you, half-pint, I'll ask. And seein' how that ain't likely to happen any time soon, there's no point in you stickin' around. So beat it.
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Not happening until you get up and either go home or at least go somewhere to sleep off the alcohol that makes you look like less of a drunk! Excuse me for actually being worried about you!
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Why?
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[Or did he mean more specifically why she's worried about him? Oh well, she can elaborate.]
And you may be a grump, but you're a grump that's a good enough person to care about making sure people can defend themselves, so I happen to care about your well-being, all right?
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Come on, Mr. Logan! This is a terrible place to sleep. If I have to carry you to move you out of here, I will.
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[Gosh, now he's considering moving if it means she'll just leave him alone.]
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That's why you agreed to train me, isn't it? Because I didn't give up easily.
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Well, if I'm so annoying, you could always find a better place to sleep. I'll stop bothering you if you do that and you'll be sleeping somewhere more comfortable. So it's a win-win, see? And you probably don't want me carrying you.
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Now go away.
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Well, that's a little better. Don't forget to drink some water later, Mr. Logan.
[She turns and leaves.]
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