[ Good question. What does he want. ] How about you don't blast me with your magic rock again, let's start there.
[ First of all, it doesn't take, so it's only gonna cause a headache for everybody involved. Second, it still stings like a bitch. So. He'd rather not. Anyway, he's not gonna bother to tell the girl to let go of her crystal, either. No point.
He circles to the front and pops the hood, unleashing an unholy amount of steam. He doesn't feel bad, exactly—they're the ones who ran him over—but at the same time, he is the reason their ride's crumpled this bad. They're lucky they didn't spin out over the road and flip the damn thing altogether. The hell were they doing going that fast, anyway? Something tells him neither of them have ever been in a car before.
Yeah, it's not gonna be running anytime soon. Doubt they've got tow trucks in these parts. He's still under the hood, fiddling with the gasket despite the steam, when he answers: ] The name's Logan.
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[ First of all, it doesn't take, so it's only gonna cause a headache for everybody involved. Second, it still stings like a bitch. So. He'd rather not. Anyway, he's not gonna bother to tell the girl to let go of her crystal, either. No point.
He circles to the front and pops the hood, unleashing an unholy amount of steam. He doesn't feel bad, exactly—they're the ones who ran him over—but at the same time, he is the reason their ride's crumpled this bad. They're lucky they didn't spin out over the road and flip the damn thing altogether. The hell were they doing going that fast, anyway? Something tells him neither of them have ever been in a car before.
Yeah, it's not gonna be running anytime soon. Doubt they've got tow trucks in these parts. He's still under the hood, fiddling with the gasket despite the steam, when he answers: ] The name's Logan.
[ Who is a little simpler than what. ]