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[danzan]

un: wolverine history t @ hs, lit prof @ college, volunteer @ S.T.R.A.N.G.E. living at 2008 howard hill, dunwich hollow more info + plots here ( TXT AUTO-REPLY ) This Fluid is in DO NOT DISTURB mode. If you would like your message to appear as a notification, send "URGENT". ( VOICEMAIL MSG ) "It's Logan. You know what to do."

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[fayzedandconfused]

[ She crouches next to him, watching. They all look fat enough to her, honestly. She feels like a cartoon character, like when a cat sees a mouse and a thought bubble appears over their head with some juicy meat roasting on a spit. Her own mouth waters and she absently wipes a hand across her lips, eyes locked on the rabbits. Now she's searching, there's a few that look plumper than the rest, and she points silently, finger moving from one to the next. ]

Those guys.

[danzan]

[ He can smell the kid's hunger in her predatory instinct, and it's surreal how nostalgic it is in his nose. It reminds him of when he and his brother were children.

Logan nods, though. ] Nice work. [ And then turns from the rabbits to face the girl instead. ]

Got a challenge for you. [ It seems like the sort of thing the girl'd respond positively to, but Logan could be wrong. ] If you pick up those five without scarin' the others, I'll do whatever you want for a day. You can pick when.

If you don't, you help me in the greenhouse for a day. How's that?

[fayzedandconfused]

[ She glances at him and makes a scoffing sound. What could she possibly want this guy to do for a whole day? Still, she's the Breeze, and the Breeze doesn't back down from a challenge. ]

Yeah, deal. See ya.

[ With that she zips into the bushes, ignoring the fresh pain in her chest as she puts on the speed and a branch slices into one cheek, drawing blood. She snatches the first rabbit in one hand and swings it by its back feet with practiced ease, breaking its neck with the whiplash (and probably some other bones, too, but who's counting). She repeats the process with the other four, picks the bodies up from the little pile she's made on the edge, and brings them back to Logan, slowing from what's basically a human-shaped blur to a more normal speed as she does, a proud and somewhat vicious smile on her face. ] Easy.

[ Several of the remaining rabbits startle at the sound of her voice. Whatever, you can't win everything. ]

[danzan]

[ The fact they got surprised after Brianna brings her spoils over is what matters, here. Logan has to say he's impressed, his lips pressing together as he nods once, but immediately he takes in the cut on her face and the rapid beating of her heart-- the way it sounds as if she'd strained herself, somehow.

New to her powers, maybe? The trick with speedsters is it's tough to watch them move with complete accuracy if you've not got the technology for it. But while the girl's good, she doesn't have exact control of it yet. Ideally the rabbits could've had their necks broken with the rest of the bones intact.

Still, Brianna at least won the bet. Rather than concede verbally, however, the first thing out of Logan's mouth is: ] You wanna eat all of those? [ Juuuuuust as he reaches out to swipe the heel of his palm against the blood on her cheek, giving the smudge a brief look before he looks at Brianna once more. ]

Did you even feel the cut?

[fayzedandconfused]

[ She shakes her head, unconsciously lifting a hand and resting it over her chest while she breathes. It hurts. Probably was stupid to do that when she's still healing from... whatever. Whatever happened. It feels almost like she's getting over a cough, wheezy and a little achy as her lungs adjust. ]

I'd puke. [ Which isn't to say she doesn't want to eat them all, just that she's not used to eating so much at once. When he wipes the blood off her cheek, she shrugs. ] No. That kind of stuff happens all the time.