"been alright. sticking to myself mostly." he shrugged. he was digging through his pockets now. finally finding a match which he used to light his cigar. "can’t die. healing ability." he smirked around the cigar.
"You know that stuff is going to turn your lungs to ash, right?"
| She blinked, laughing slightly |
"I've been alright, as best as I can be out here. Some good days. Some bad. Yourself?"
he felt like he was punched in the gut. it was 𝘩𝘦𝘳. the woman he keeps hearing in his dreams. he was out for a good couple of years. and all he could hear was her god damn name in his head. he swallowed harshly and looked up at her.
"It may be none of my business, but obviously it seems as though you're running away from something."
| Was she right? She didn't know exactly, but his agitated attitude spoke volumes. The ignition rumbled, hearing him ask her name soon after. Her shoulder leaned against the +
"where i go is none of your business." he told her. he started the ignition. jaw clenched. there was a beat of silence before he spoke. "what’s your name?" he asked her. not daring to turn around. he wanted to know. he needed to know.
"Are you some bad luck charm or something? You seem pretty hostile about it, not going to lie. ."
| Odd he would say something like that, moving out of the way of the back of the truck. It was fully stocked with boxes and various items, things she didn't really look at in order+
"look red. you don’t want to be hanging around with me. all i do is get people killed."he scoffed as he closed the tailgate. eyes flicking to her. "you got everything logan!?" the store owner called. he turned his gaze from claire and nodded."yeah! gonna head +"
"Logan. .nice name!"
| She scurried quicker, hearing the irritation in his voice. She attempted to stack the boxes into the truck as quick as she could, trying to not make him wait. An exhale, making sure the boxes were stacked perfectly |
"Seems like you're ready to head out.+
"logan. look i appreciate the help but i’d rather get this shit into my truck and go." he didn’t like people. he’d rather go back to his log cabin pop a beer and relax before he had to work again in a few days. thankfully the pay was good.
"Never have. .? Wha. .?"
| She seemed befuddled. Was he not the same steel bladed superhero she had met so long ago? Blinking quickly, she bent down to pick up boxes to help him |
"Well, what brings you around these parts, stranger? Moving in or something?"
| She decided to +
his stance softened a bit. brows furrowing more. "never seen you before." he shook his head at her before he brushed passed her. he got the few items he needed for the house anyways.
| That gruff tone of voice caught her off guard, making her lay off the more cutesy tone she initially had. He seemed peeved, for some reason. Instead, she spoke a little more plainly |
"I was just saying it had been awhile since we've last seen one another?"
"technically i can. i just only see your hand."she snickered. pulling her hand back she pulled away from him. eyes flicking over him once his hand was gone from her eyes.