Those long, cold November evenings...

[pryde_and_grit]

Victor snagged his coat and stormed down the halls of the heli-fortress. He'd never tell anyone, but he really hated living up in the air. Having his feet off the ground made him edgy all the time...

Misery had come by to 'see' him before leaving for the SHIELD summit. They were held once a year, all the leaders and their team captains had to attend. Two weeks alone, from Thanksgiving to mid-December. And she always made sure that he knew what he'd be missing. Damn, it been years now and he still shook with need every time she touched him.

So here it was, down time again, and he'd be alone...

...well, mostly alone. "Yo, Runt!" he snarled when he made it to the team housing hall. "Wakey wakey, I need a buddy else I don't get to leave!"

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[twisted-kit.livejournal.com]

"Yes Runt, I've avoided extreme head trauma." he tried for sarcasm and hit sad instead.

[adamantiumloner]

His first reaction was to glare at Victor, but then he caught the kind of morose note in the other man's voice and it threw him.

He didn't know where it had come from or how to react to it.

"Lucky you." It was all he could think of to say and he immediately devoted more attention to the menu.

[twisted-kit.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, lucky." he was really starting to rethink dragging Logan around...

...it felt too much like old times. To late now though.

"Lemme guess, apple pie, no trimmings?"

[adamantiumloner]

Logan quirked an eyebrow at Vic, then nodded and passed the menu back.

"Yeah. I like stickin' to the classics."

[twisted-kit.livejournal.com]

"There's a difference between classic an boring." Victor sighed mockingly. He was getting a brownie chunk milkshake! "But I guess you ain't got much imagination to spare at the moment. We'll try again on the way back."

[adamantiumloner]

"Ain't nothin' wrong with apple pie," He argued. "There's a reason it's stuck around for so long."

Because it's good.

[twisted-kit.livejournal.com]

"Because you eat it." he chuckled, digging into his shake. "It's an old legend passed down in the food industry 'Always have that pie or Logan will get you...' you're kinda like the modern day 'wee folk' that people set out booze and bread for..."

[adamantiumloner]

Logan eyed him, bemused.

"Wee folk? You sayin' I'm short?"

[twisted-kit.livejournal.com]

"I'm saying you're a creepy little urban legend." he snorted. "You help some folks, destoy others...modern replacement for the fae an shit."

He leaned back in his seat and quirked an eyebrow. "Hey...how come the girls always talk an blush over you an not me?" sure he was taken but flirty waitresses were good for the ego!

[adamantiumloner]

"Hm," He gave a snort to Victor's clarification and cut off a piece of pie.

"I dunno, 'cause yer butt ugly?"

[twisted-kit.livejournal.com]

"Nah, I'm too chiseled for that. You must haue some kinda pheremones of your own. Animal magnetism or somethin." he sighed with mock sadness. "Oh hell, the waitress just unbuttoned her top a bit. Think she's comimg to offer you ice cream..." there were advantages to seeing ouer the top of the booth, such as forewarning!

[adamantiumloner]

"Right." It was an effort not to roll his eyes to Victor's reasoning. His eyes did widen some, though, when Vic gave him the heads up on the waitress.

"Cripes. You done stuffin' your face yet?"

[twisted-kit.livejournal.com]

"Sipping, not stuffing." he corrected with a smirk. "Why, wanna bolt? I can leave the rest..."

[adamantiumloner]

"I ain't boltin'," He grouched, very much doing just that. "We're burnin' daylight hangin' out here."

[twisted-kit.livejournal.com]

"Well, you might as well. That hunching flinch is almost the same thing..." he laughed and threw some bills down on the table. No, the waitress didn't get a big tip. "No harm in looking boy, and you know Mis doesn't care...so what's the hang up? Remember you were married or something?"

[adamantiumloner]

"I-- " Logan's defense was cut off by Victor's last words.

"I was married?" Victor was probably just screwing with him, but he did seem to know more than Logan did about things from the past.

[twisted-kit.livejournal.com]

"Dunno, I don't exactly get Christmas cards...just figured that'd be a damn good reason." he shrugged as they headed back to the bikes. "Not likely though...guys like us? We wait. Oh, we mess around, but when you find the right one you know? It's like, I dunno, a life mate I guess. Everything clicks."

[adamantiumloner]

"Hm." It sounded unconvinced, but in truth Logan would be mulling over Victor's words as they rode. It actually made some sense to him, and made him wonder if maybe he did have a mate out there somewhere.

[twisted-kit.livejournal.com]

"Just hope if, or when, you hook up with her she ain't completely fucking bug nuts." he gunned his bike and started for the next bar.

Yeah,. he really wanted to hit things now.

And maybe drink.

But certainly hitting.

[adamantiumloner]

"My luck she'd hate my guts or be out ta kill me," He shook his head and followed Vic.

Booze and brawling sounded good to him, too.

[twisted-kit.livejournal.com]

[Aaaaand timeskip? (http://twisted-kit.livejournal.com/9102.html?thread=215438#t215438)]