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𝑳𝑶𝑮𝑨𝑵. ([personal profile] carcajous) wrote in [community profile] diademlogs 2025-07-07 02:48 am (UTC)

[ Logan scrambles to his feet. His impulse is to chase the thing down before it's lost to the streets, and he nearly does exactly that 'til he sees Karen, frozen. Sees her fall. He changes tracks immediately and drops down by her side. His blood is thrumming, adrenaline surging as much as his own confusion, his brain finally struggling to catch up with everything now that he's got a second to catch his breath.

But first, he pulls Karen to her feet. For a second, he takes her in, making sure she isn't hurt. ]
You alright? [ Then, to himself more than her: ] What the hell was that?

[ Although, does she know? Is she as at a loss as he is or...? What's been going on around here? Folks have talked about this place getting screwed up now and then, but the past times he's left and come back, nothing's actually been wrong. Not that he could see. Nothing like this.

Fuck. He keeps a hold on her arm in case she steps too far into the room. ]


Careful, there's glass everywhere.

[ Glass buried in the ground, glass buried in his forehead. He pulls a shard out of his cheek, his temple, dropping them onto the table. A wet patch of whiskey stains the floor. Not how he was looking forward to their date going. Except, that wasn't her at all who texted him, was it? ]

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