Logan Echolls

Logan was packed. Big stuff was shipped back to Neptune for storage. Alcohol (except for his traveling stash) was boxed up and labeled for Parker. Small stuff was packed in his suitcase and laptop bag. Including his gun. Just in case.

Time to go.

Logan shut the door to his room. Then he punched in his security code a few times. Might as well have some M&M-like candies for the road.


[ooc: Last chance to say goodbye to Logan!]

(Yearbook mega-list.)

[More links to be added as time permits. I know I've forgotten a ton of stuff.]

Logan took special note of these pages and photos in his yearbook.

First party he threw in Fandom.

Zombie weekend!

School council debates at his house.

A photo of himself and Rory at Homecoming with Marty and Angela, dressed like Breakfast Club refugees and drinking very good tequila.

Oh, man, someone put in pictures from the Dare. Who took that picture of their fridge covered in post-its?

The Ethics Slave Sit-In and the Say Yes to Vampires campaign. See? He did do his schoolwork sometimes.

Some stuff from Parent's weekend.

There he is, looking like a total dork in his Halloween costume. Hanging out with Angelus and Darla.

Life is Short party.

Locker 327.

Snow monsters, the destruction of his house, the Study Group.

Prom - hanging with Angel (and Bel), photo with Jaye, dancing with Rory.

Where did all the pictures of him as a bunny come from?!

[No OCD threads. Pick a spot (doesn't have to be listed above), put it in the subject line and sign away.]

Logan dug his gun out of the closet and loaded it as he waited for Bel to arrive.

After getting Veronica's message, he called her back and invited her down to his room to talk.

Logan slapped his alarm off, sat up, and instantly regretted it. A wave of dizziness and nausea swept over him. He flopped back and clung to his pillow, mentally calculating the distance between his bed and the trash can.

Lousy day to get the flu. He hoped someone would be videotaping the girlkissy event.



[ooc: Mun will be extra-busy today, so just establishing why Logan's not around for the boykissy/girlkissy stuff.]

After waking up from the nightmare in detention, Logan's heart was pounding and his stomach churning. He managed to make it to a toilet before he vomited.

He clung to the porcelin with sweaty, shaking hands as he puked up everything in his stomach and kept on going. At least it wasn't blood, he thought, as a wave of relief and retching hit him at the same moment.

[Conversation is NFB.]

Logan returned to his room, punched in his code and accepted the handful of M&M-like candies that the lock dispensed as it opened.

He closed the door, flopped down on his bed and pondered his DVD collection while munching on the candies.

(ZOMG wtf Boykissy?!)

Logan stopped by his room to see if his keyhole had somehow reappeared. It hadn't. He kicked the door in frustration, sighed, then stuffed his hands in his pockets and stepped back.

He felt a piece of paper in his pocket and pulled it out.

He stared at the note for much longer than it would normally require to read so few words. Then he folded the paper very carefully and slipped it back into his pocket.

Wiping his eyes with the palm of his hand, he headed for the stairwell. He felt the need for some fresh air. Plus it was unlikely that anyone else would be on the roof at this time of day.

Lousy time for him to be locked out of his own room.