[ The sudden burst of cold against his skin makes Logan flinch up, hands moving quickly towards his back in an attempt to shake the snow off. ] Ah, fuck--! [ So that's how the kid wants to play it? Is that it?
Logan sheds the jacket off entirely, dropping it to the snow with a soft thump, and lets out a low growl. It's not menacing in the least, though, sounding more playful than anything, and with Diarmuid running away, he gives chase right after him. ]
C'mere, you monkey brat!
[ The faeries, appalled at this apparently mutiny, stare at the big man chasing the little flurry of robes for a grand total of two seconds. Then they giggle and give chase, too, their wings fluttering prettily under the sun. ]
end thread maybe? o:
Logan sheds the jacket off entirely, dropping it to the snow with a soft thump, and lets out a low growl. It's not menacing in the least, though, sounding more playful than anything, and with Diarmuid running away, he gives chase right after him. ]
C'mere, you monkey brat!
[ The faeries, appalled at this apparently mutiny, stare at the big man chasing the little flurry of robes for a grand total of two seconds. Then they giggle and give chase, too, their wings fluttering prettily under the sun. ]