huh. so we're doing this again, eh?

[notan_animal]

WHO: Logan Howlett
WHERE: Fountain, House #60, Inn
WHEN: July 9th and 10th
OPEN TO: All
WARNINGS: He's Logan, considered yourselves warned

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Arrival Day; Fountain - One volunteer for fountain, otherwise OTA

In the midst of it happening, Logan felt the feeling of déjà vu; his mind remembering the sensation of water surrounding. But given his very last memories of what had occurred and the whirlwind of anger and pain and confusion of a place and people he shouldn't know but did make his arrival a rather loud one.

He grunts while trying to catch his breath and looks around with a defensive look that conveyed that the man was clearly unpredictable and needed to be approached with caution, though it doesn't take too long for him to finally get on his feet and take a look around with something of familiarity.

Later in the evening, he could be found sitting on the step of his newly claimed house trying to collect his thoughts and figure out the past, present and what was going on in his future. As well as where his last visit to the settlement fit into it all.

Around and at the Inn - OTA

Any kind of rest didn't include much sleep. As always, he woke up after a nightmare, metal claws out and shredded sheets on either side of him. This time, he was letting out a pained holler when they didn't. There was only intense pressure that made both hands ache like they never had before.

So he grabs the white shirt that he'd changed into earlier that day and sets out for a walk, eventually ending up at the inn where he grumbles through making a cup of something and sits down.

He could really use a cigar and a glass of something strong right now.

Comments

[notan_animal]

"Good thing you aren't deaf," Logan mumbles and leans back a little in his chair and shrugging. "It's a pain in the ass, yeah. More so because I can't remember the second time only the first and third; this time."

He can't even be sure that one was him either, if they the multiverse rules have anything to do with it. Timelines are tricky.

[demonic_divinity]

"Lovely, isn't it? The ability to hear." He replied keeping that same almost to sugary sweet tone. He was getting annoyed but laying on his nice act a little to heavy to hide it. "Can you truly be sure you were here a second time? If you don't remember it that is."

Yeah, he ain't going no where. The stubborn runs deep.