[ After stumbling out of that tent four weeks ago, Logan remembers peering at the pick-up the loan shark had waved at with one pale hand and saying, You got anything with two wheels?. Now that he's watching the trucks and jeeps and four-doors squabbling to squeeze through, yeah. He's got no regrets about his bike.
It's also how he ends up at the scene when he drives between two bumpers, crushing a neatly trimmed bush as he does only to stop short from running over two bodies in the chaos. His eyes go between the shaggy-haired kid and the looming giant of a man stalking forward, radiating murder out of his pores. He can see the issue: the truck locked between the van and another car, but the real problem's also whoever decided to park sideways to begin with six hours ago. Maybe if it wasn't a kid, if it really was just two assholes about to take a swipe at each other, Logan would've ridden around and not looked back. Instead, he's already dismounting, brushing past the small crowd gathering for the show.
Goddamn it.
The knife flashes. Logan grabs the man's wrist, yanking him back down before he can scramble up the van, too. ] He'll move his car for a minute so you can get out. [ His attention lands squarely on the boy up on the roof. ] Right?
[ There's only one right answer here, by the way. Also an answer that needs to come quick 'cause he can tell when a man's itching for a fight. As much as Logan's never backed down from one, he didn't come here to waste his time starting shit with a stranger. ]
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It's also how he ends up at the scene when he drives between two bumpers, crushing a neatly trimmed bush as he does only to stop short from running over two bodies in the chaos. His eyes go between the shaggy-haired kid and the looming giant of a man stalking forward, radiating murder out of his pores. He can see the issue: the truck locked between the van and another car, but the real problem's also whoever decided to park sideways to begin with six hours ago. Maybe if it wasn't a kid, if it really was just two assholes about to take a swipe at each other, Logan would've ridden around and not looked back. Instead, he's already dismounting, brushing past the small crowd gathering for the show.
Goddamn it.
The knife flashes. Logan grabs the man's wrist, yanking him back down before he can scramble up the van, too. ] He'll move his car for a minute so you can get out. [ His attention lands squarely on the boy up on the roof. ] Right?
[ There's only one right answer here, by the way. Also an answer that needs to come quick 'cause he can tell when a man's itching for a fight. As much as Logan's never backed down from one, he didn't come here to waste his time starting shit with a stranger. ]