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The conflict between his kingdom and Camelot had grown to a fever pitch; the clashes between their armies were fearsome, and Cenred was gaining ground. Still, he hadn't expected his latest attack to be quite so successful and Camelot seemed close to giving in to his demands. Now, with their new prisoner, they had even more leverage...although, from what his men were saying, he had given little away. Striding down into the dungeons, he nods to the guards as they unlock the cell and he lays eyes on the high ranking official that they'd captured.

Liza smiled to herself as she propped her phone between her ear and shoulder so she could talk to Logan while she scooped cookie dough from the mixing bowl. “Way to make a girl blush over the phone, Finnegan.” She teased lightly, the smile obvious in her voice while she worked. It was late -- past dinner time, at least, and Logan's call came as a bit of a surprise, but she hadn't even hesitated in answering.

“I didn't have anything to do, either, until I remembered I had everything I needed to bake cookies. And now I'm also remembering that the bag of chocolate chips I always get makes four dozen cookies, but I'm committed now.” Liza said, rambling but knowing that Logan wouldn't be bothered. Especially considering he just said he called because he wanted to hear her voice. Her heart stuttered at the thought, that he was calling because he missed her. “Better believe you're getting some of these, by the way.” 

Miraculously, and in no small part due to Logan, she has made it through to the morning of Threshing. Despite her small statue and gentle nature, her years of training - thanks to Logan's parents' insistence - have paid off. She's survived, against all the odds.

But now, her courage is beginning to fail her. Why would any dragon choose to bond with her? She'd barely clung on this far, and only because she'd relied on Logan's advice and protection more than she cared to admit. At least, she suppose, she would not be seen as a threat by her fellow students...they wouldn't waste their time trying to hunt her down once Threshing started.

( @ssolessurvivor continued from here. )

[ ϟ ]— Whatever intrusive thoughts had plagued him as of late, concern ever-present in the god’s mind, they had evaporated somewhat during their descend on the planet, and frayed at the edges even further during the initial exploration.

It has been… oddly thrilling to walk amongst the fauna here, the very first steps taken upon the soil here feeling strangely familiar beneath his feet.

All of it seemed to touch upon something that resided in the Asgardian, the energies and essences of the environment seemingly reaching out to his very own, in some odd fashion.

There was life here, and more importantly, a certain type of life. He could feel it in his skin and stirrings of elements in his veins, sensed it in the renewed prickle of light in his fingers...

With fingers running through the dark and rich leaves of a nearby plant Thor had finally, blissfully, managed to take in the first oxygen-rich breaths in, what felt like, ages.

And with it came an elation that was last felt... too long ago.

Mixture of gratitude and bliss found its way into his being, and the god had allowed for it to burst forward, with a loud chortle and swift advance towards the human.

Coming to a halt did nothing to subside the joy felt, the impact of the embrace something that only briefly concerned him.

' That you did,' and the agreement is riddled with appreciation, their entanglement momentarily adding a renewed layer of... happiness to already present joy.

Gratitude overflows then, in a brief tensing of arms, and perhaps it was a selfish need for connection with another that leaves the Asgardian unmoving for a moment longer.

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Oh, yes. His love of art. So, if you've ever watched the live actions - X2 in this case - you know that when confronted by Bobby Drake's parents, Logan claims to be an art teacher. This is meant to be a joke. I don't think it is. well- okay. It is in the script, but I don't know how much of the comics the screenwriters read. Logan does seem to like art in the comics. I believe it's when he meets the heads of the Yashida family that he sees a vase, picks it up, and identifies the era, the artist, and I believe the technique. I'll have to find the issue again to pull the panels up. There's another issue where Logan and Laura are spending quality time together, and he takes her to an art museum. They admire some paintings, and Laura teases him that he only likes them so much because they have naked women in them. He laughs it off. And then there's the way Logan decorates his office, especially in the Jean Grey School, when he's headmaster. He has various decorative masks and weapons on the wall, as well as little statuettes on his shelves. Plus, the school itself has a lot of examples of statues and portraiture all over it. Logan likes art.

Now, from here on out is where we get into my personal headcanons. I think, if things had been different, James Howlett would've grown up to be an artist. If he had never lost his dad, that's what he would've liked to do. He was rich enough he could've made it his life's work. He would've made a gallery or two, specialized in charcoal and oils, done a lot of landscapes... He would've been happy. Of course, that didn't happen.

Logan still loves art. He's especially interested in the Group of Seven, indigenous or native art traditions, and Japanese pottery. He also likes weaponry, and has two collections - one for weapons that are just practical, and one for those that are more decorative.

I like to think he dabbles in a bit of art himself. He can do carvings with his claws, sure, but he actually prefers to sketch (graphite, ink, or charcoal), or forge. He has a journal he writes in a LOT. It was supposed to just be a therapy thing, now he does it to keep his thoughts in order. It's full of all sorts of drawings and doodles. His favourite subjects are the animals he 'hunts' - if he can get close enough to touch them and they don't spook, he'll see if he can get a quick drawing in before they bolt. As for forging, he mainly specializes in making swords - he apprenticed under Muramasa himself for years. If you ask him VERY nicely, and he likes you VERY much, he might just make one for you.

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