#xmeme : answered

[bonesrot]

“   this  is  the  last  time  i  go  anywhere  with  you .   ”

            lips press together and for a brief moment, logan waits for more. when it seems tony has nothing further to threaten him with, he huffs, shrugs, and plucks a fresh cigar from the pocket hidden inside his leather jacket.

            a single claw ( the middle, naturally ) pops from between the knuckles of his right hand and he slices off the end of the stogie as if it were a hot knife through butter. when lit and nestled between his teeth, logan sits back and savors the first inhale of smoke.

            " i always like to celebrate good news with a cigar. a beer too, if there's one to be had but if not... " another shoulder lift and drop in quick succession. " sorry, i'd offer you one but i don't want to. "

@iinventor / x-meme

[bonesrot]

“   admit  it ;   you  have  no  idea  where  you’re  going ,   do  you ??  ” ((from David Haller/thcangriestboy))

            teeth grind beneath the force of metal jaws. the fine gray hairs beneath his nostrils shifts with the exhalation of hot, irritated breath. once, when he was younger ( but no less impatient ), logan would have made his feelings abundantly clear with a display of brute strength. fists would have curled into fabric, a weaker body would have been shoved against a wall to rattle the snark right out of this guy. maybe he could muster up the will to do it now, but it would sap what little energy he's working with, and it will only lead to more talk. more doubt in his abilities. no, his senses aren't what they used to be. nothing about him is. but that doesn't mean he wants the constant reminder. the incessant nagging.

            " you know, you remind me a lot of your dad when he was young. yeah, he was an annoying little shit, too. "

 x-meme