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his brows were raised skeptically, though the more he gaped, the more he could feel the urge to burst out laughing. instead, he nodded slowly, expression calm as he shrugged his shoulders. “you know what, i’m not even going to say anything,” he said as he opened up the fridge. “but i will say you look like you’ve had quite the day.” without having to ask, he reached in a pulled out two beers before nudging the door shut with his hips and making his way towards the table. he set one down in front of logan, and sank into his own seat. using the edge of the table, he pried open his bottle, raising it to his lips only to pause. “to your cat onsie,” he sighed, raising his beer in a mini toast before downing it. // @ivehurtpeople​

“Good, I think you just might be gettin smarter with your old age.” Logan jokes gruffly back as he continues to stare down the young cat. The expression on his face was one of confusion mixed with curiosity as he attempted to find the appeal in dressing animals like people. As he quickly swipes the beer off the table to open it, he then notices just how many scratch marks he had received from his efforts. “Look, its not a habit or anythin. Between Laura and Gabby I’ve missed a lotta birthdays and shit. Even now with that serum goin ‘round I’m still hardly here. I don’t even know Gabby’s birthday but I do know for whatever reason she seems to like animals dressed up.” The look of confusion still plastered on his face as he shakes his head. “I don’t get it, but I don’t have to get it.”  @cyklcps

the dining room was brimming with students and guests, every corner of the room filled with laughter and overall positive energy.  scott was seated amongst some of his teammates, enjoying the festivities just as much as the people around him. the stiffened features and placid smiles had melted away, it almost seemed like he was a different person. in some ways, he was. scott stood up from the table, excusing himself as he headed towards the kitchen to fetch some more cups. as he opened a drawer, he noticed a figure looming in the shadows and he stepped forward, brows pulling together. “what are you doing?” he deadpanned when he noticed that the figure, which now he realized was a woman, held certain valuables which had been stashed away for safekeeping. “I’d give the stealing bit a rest for now. come on, put those down and join us in the dining room, I’ll fix a plate for you.”

Regardless if anyone would believe it, there was always a deeper purpose to everything she did. Not that she would openly admit it that is, unless she had proof she could trust the other. While she was beginning to trust one person within the mansion’s walls, she was still highly hesitant to trust the rest. With everyone distracted by the holiday food; It was easy for her to walk into the kitchen and locate the valuables. Though she could have hidden the objects and simply walked back out of the room, habit got the best of her. Hearing foot steps approach her instincts of self preservation kick in fully causing her to lurk in the shadows of the room. Her heart rate slightly elevating as she heard Scott address her, only to take a silent deep breath to calm her heart again. This isn’t that kind of situation she reminds herself within the silence of her mind before stepping out of the shadows to face him. 

Her classic smirk softly spreads across her lips as she stands close in front of him. “What can’t a girl have a little fun on a holiday? What if I intended to give these to a charity? They’d do a lot more good there than being stuffed away in a dusty cabinet.” Her gaze glances out to the dining room behind him to see all the people laughing and sharing stories. Certainly two things Lisa was not used to seeing, specially on holidays. “Thank you, but I’m fine where I am. I don’t exactly have high opinions on events like this and I doubt a little food and company will change that.” 

Logan didn’t know how long he had been away from the mansion and unless something bad was happening, he didn’t mind having some quite time to himself. It had been too long since he walked through the woods with nothing to do but feel the nature around him. Sitting on a snow powdered fallen tree in complete silence until he heard footsteps approaching. Before the person even had a chance to mutter a single syllable, Logan quietly says. “Shut up Scott.” He hadn’t even looked at him, just kept his gaze focused on the site in front of him. “Walk slowly, with your palms facing forward if ya wanna live.”  His tone somber yet dramatic before he continued to tease his friend, glancing over to him with a smirk. “I know your a pro at scarin girls away, but do me a favor and don’t scare the doe away will ya?” He nods lightly to the young doe that was grazing just a foot away from him.

“ah, c’mon.” steve frowned, crossing his arms over his chest as he looked at the others during training. “we were all a little dumb once.”