justwantedtoexplore:

kendall-logan:

justwantedtoexplore:

kendall-logan:

An eyebrow crooked itself upward. “It’ll only take us half an hour, 45 minutes tops,” she replied, a hint of a smile on her face. “Can you handle it?”

CJ smirked. “If y’think you can carry me all the way?”

"Are you doubting my abilities?" She tried to look offended, but failed. "Don’t forget the last time you did so…"

"Oh, no. I learned my lesson." He laughed, hauling her into a one-armed hug. "Jus’ don’t want you to drop me ‘s all."

She smiled, discreetly inhaling his scent. Woodsy, with a slight chemical smell. “I won’t, but as long as your grip is still good, we shouldn’t have a problem.”


justwantedtoexplore:

kendall-logan:

An eyebrow crooked itself upward. “It’ll only take us half an hour, 45 minutes tops,” she replied, a hint of a smile on her face. “Can you handle it?”

CJ smirked. “If y’think you can carry me all the way?”

"Are you doubting my abilities?" She tried to look offended, but failed. "Don’t forget the last time you did so…"


justwantedtoexplore:

kendall-logan:

justwantedtoexplore:

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"Whaddaya mean they make a fourteen pound bagel sandwich??!"

"Only fourteen pounds? That’s a light snack for you, isn’t it?" Kendall teased from behind CJ.
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"Won’t know until we try it out—feel like flying to Philly?"

An eyebrow crooked itself upward. “It’ll only take us half an hour, 45 minutes tops,” she replied, a hint of a smile on her face. “Can you handle it?”


justwantedtoexplore:

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"Whaddaya mean they make a fourteen pound bagel sandwich??!"

"Only fourteen pounds? That’s a light snack for you, isn’t it?" Kendall teased from behind CJ.


+amplitudinem

amplitudinem:

kendall-logan:

"Oh, good. No need for public relations damage control," she smiled, relieved. "It’s eleven past three," she noted at her watch. 

"Well you never know." He bit his lower lip, thinking about that time. "Thanks. And I suppose this isn’t Soho."

"No, this is Westchester," she nodded encouragingly. "Is there something I can help you with?" Her blue eyes held a slight suspicion. 


onlyahammer:

kendall-logan:

"To be fair, it is a type of metal, is it not?" Kendall quirked playfully, grinning at her old friend. "However, you seem no worse for wear.."

"So’s the hammer, and it takes it so much better.” She wagged her finger, correcting but smiling. She laughed, shaking her head. “—Nothing says it doesn’t singe some hair now and then though…”

Kendall winced in sympathy. “There have been many a time where my father had singed hair due to target practice-his adamantium bones did not help either, though the actual lightning itself did no harm to him.” She shrugged playfully. 


ororaxmunroe:

 

"Which is understandable," She smiled. "I would feel the same if any of my old teammates were to come drop by. Or Rina," she added, as an afterthought. "Want to help me with what we should make for them?"

"Does that ‘any of my old teammates’ also include the one that you thought to be very good looking?" Rory teased her older sister. "And sure, I’d love to. Also, if your old beanie doesn’t fit you anymore, can I have it?"

A slight rosy tint appeared on her cheeks, before she brushed the notion away. “I haven’t the foggiest idea what you’re talking about,” she replied, crossing her arms. “The blue one you can have, the grey and maroon ones are mine to keep.”


Q
(Logan ) "Ken? "
A

theplaguedwolverine:

kendall-logan:

jalia-thomas:

kendall-logan:

theplaguedwolverine:

kendall-logan:

"….Daddy?"

"What’a been doin’?"

"Being lost, mostly." She sighed, the weight of the world on her shoulders.

"Why? If you don’t mind me askin’."

"It’s not a voluntary action, Dad, trust me." A sepia hand ran through stark white hair. 

"Then, explain so I can have a better understanding."

"…I self-destructed, basically." Kendall winced. She hated being vulnerable. 


Q
(Logan ) "Ken? "
A

jalia-thomas:

kendall-logan:

theplaguedwolverine:

kendall-logan:

"….Daddy?"

"What’a been doin’?"

"Being lost, mostly." She sighed, the weight of the world on her shoulders.

"Why? If you don’t mind me askin’."

"It’s not a voluntary action, Dad, trust me." A sepia hand ran through stark white hair. 


Q
(Logan ) "Ken? "
A

theplaguedwolverine:

kendall-logan:

"….Daddy?"

"What’a been doin’?"

"Being lost, mostly." She sighed, the weight of the world on her shoulders.