[ He didn't necessary like the idea of stepping through weird, liquid mirrors, but in the same way Deerington liked to fuck with his head and turn him crazy, it also had an odd way of getting him to do things that had to be done. It didn't matter what Logan thought-- he knew without a shadow of a doubt that this was where they had to go.
And the lack of fear in Vira-Lorr's scent told Logan enough of what she thought, too. ]
Only one way to find out. [ He gave her shoulder a small squeeze, then looked down at her with the faintest shadow of a smile. ] I'll see you on the other side.
Then we'll get those fucking drinks.
[ With that he was moving, stepping into the water, and the last thing Vira-Lorr would see of him in this dream would be the heel of his right boot before it disappeared, too. ]
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And the lack of fear in Vira-Lorr's scent told Logan enough of what she thought, too. ]
Only one way to find out. [ He gave her shoulder a small squeeze, then looked down at her with the faintest shadow of a smile. ] I'll see you on the other side.
Then we'll get those fucking drinks.
[ With that he was moving, stepping into the water, and the last thing Vira-Lorr would see of him in this dream would be the heel of his right boot before it disappeared, too. ]