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After bursting into song at the clinic, Logan came back to his room and flopped down on the bed to wait for Veronica.

It had been an odd week. He'd ended up in the wrong bathroom on Tuesday morning, but he'd spent the afternoon with Veronica, which made his day so much better.

Preparations for the hunting party had gone well enough. He'd gotten a chance to try out his new crossbow at the firing range.

He'd also spent a nice evening watching a movie with Veronica. Which might not have been so nice if she'd known about the plans for Friday.

The fight could have gone better, but at least no one was killed. Veronica'd showed up when he got back to support headquarters. They'd gotten in an argument over it in Angel's room the next morning, but things weren't settled yet.

Logan spent the afternoon at the Secret Sibling party, where he'd chatted with Molly and gotten into an argument with Walter.

While waiting for Veronica, he heard noise down the hall and decided to check it out. There he talked to Angel a lot, along with Rory, Lee and a couple other people, then came back and flopped down on the bed again.

[Waiting for Veronica, if she's back online tonight. Otherwise will be slowplayed.]
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Logan made it back to his room after the meeting in Angel's room (the follow-up to last night's meeting). He flipped on the light as he came in. Jake was already asleep in his bed and didn't stir. Logan was a little disappointed. He'd hoped one of the bonuses of sharing a room with Jake would be annoying him when he came home late.

Well, the new Principal Dewey seemed easily manipulated like a decent guy, so if the room change paperwork took too long, that might be a place to go for help.

He tossed his notes from the meeting onto the desk, on top of his notes from Magical Theory, then thought better of it, and locked them in a lower drawer. Just in case.

He checked his voicemail and found a message from Vice Principal Pierce and grinned. Clearly he was well suited for this sort of assistant position. The Friday party wouldn't work for the Secret Sibling thing, but he could do something on Saturday. Maybe an afternoon thing.

He got ready for bed, stuck his shower stuff near the door, then looked at one of the bags he'd brought back that morning. He'd made a run out to the house to see what he could scavenge. Most of his clothes were okay, his camera needed some repair and a couple other things had survived, but most of the furniture and electronics were totalled.

He hadn't bothered going through all of Jake and Barbossa's stuff, but he'd spotted a few things within easy reach and brought them back with him. He pulled out the duffel bag they'd been stuffed in, then rolled his eyes, and unpacked Jake's stuffed animal collection, leaving it on his desk to be found in the morning.

He set his alarm for omg, early, turned off the light and crawled into bed.
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Logan woke up slowly, realizing for the second day in a row, he wasn't in his own bed.

Then he remembered his own bed had been destroyed.

He sighed and dragged the covers over his head, remembering the events of the last few weeks. )

He peered at the clock, groaned, and rolled over to go back to sleep.

That was when he was attacked.

A cold, wet nose poked its way under the covers and aggressively licked his face.

"No, Sean - sleep now - hey, stop that! Oh, god, you have to go out, huh?" Logan groaned, momentarily regretting his offer to look after Angel's puppy for the night. "Okay, come on." Logan hauled himself out of the bed, threw on some extra clothes and shoes and took the puppy out.

When they got back, Logan dropped the outerwear to the floor, kicked off his shoes and crawled back in the bed for more sleep. Sean curled up beside him and licked his face a few more times before going back to sleep as well.
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Schedule and links to all class memories.

Massive summary of fall semester.

Logan returned from Hawaii and brought souvenirs for the roommates.

Before school started, he had a movie night with Angel, where Logan suggested that Angel take Callisto out for a nice dinner. As a follow-up, Logan gave Angel some more dating advice the next day. A couple of weeks later, he offered to help Angel with his Student Council campaign.

Logan hadn't forgotten about Angelus, though. After Magical Theory one day, he stayed to talk to Miss Calendar about the souling spell. A few days later he confronted Angel and they discussed the spell as well.

There was also phone craziness.

Logan met a lovely and oddly familiar young lady named Cordelia, and took her out for Chinese food.

They also attended the first school dance of the semester together and went out to the roof for some quiet time. And then some scrapbooking back in Cordy's room.


Logan had some fun with posters, although he was caught by the Vice Principal and assigned to be his assistant/gopher. He has already started on gathering parts for his first mysterious project.

And sure, he got in a fight with a vampire and confronted a Jedi, but no one got hurt. Even if Parker thought it was risky.
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It started with a message from Angel, followed by a message from Marty that was clearly a wrong number. Logan snickered at the second message and called Marty back.

Logan checked his messages again and blinked at the phone. Something was up, that's for sure.

Logan listened to Krycek's message again and called him back first.

Then he responded to Bel's message

Logan's response to Jake's message actually finds the right home.

Logan called Angel about the magic show.

Callisto's message seems serious, so he calls Jake to warn him. After a moment, he realizes that she could've meant Barbossa, so he makes another call.

A weird-ass message from Lee about a threesome? He really didn't mean to leave that response on Lilly Kane's voicemail.

And his response to Cam's condom message wasn't supposed to go to Rose, though it did make it to Cameron as well.
[to be continued]
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Logan returned from Thanksgiving dinner with Rory's family. He tossed his jacket in the guest room where he'd slept the night before and went to look at his room.

He flipped on the lights and looked around - at the tequila bottle shattered on the floor near the dresser, the gun lying on the floor, the shattered doors that lead to the terrace, the blood on the floor and on the bed...

Should tape that up, he thought, feeling the rain blow through the broken doors. He swallowed, hard, as he looked out to the terrace and the shovel lying there. Tomorrow, he decided. I'll deal with it then.


He went back to the guest room, and flopped down on the bed, the events of the last week running through his head on constant repeat. What if the spell gone through later - or earlier? What if Jake and Krycek hadn't shown up to help?

Maybe he shouldn't have let Xander take him to the clinic.

Logan rubbed his forehead with his fingertips. He'd gotten into a fight with Jake, Krycek and Rory at the clinic. And fought with Rory later.

He'd had visitors, at least, even if half of them were sent by Rory. Finally met the Callynanders the pirate kept mentioning. Parker'd brought his stuff by. Anakin stopped by on both Monday and Tuesday. Callisto stopped by as well, with a useful gift.

He squeezed his eyes shut tight and remembered confronting Angel last night. He sighed and reached for Coach Ash's get-well gift and took a long drink.

Email

Nov. 8th, 2005 11:03 pm
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TO: Dick Casablancas <ride.this.dick@neptunemail.com>
FROM: Logan Echolls <psycho.jackass@gmail.com>

Dick!

What's up? Fandom's been a bit of a downer lately. A girl died a couple of weeks ago, so there's been a lot of moping about. Body count's still lower than Neptune, though, so I guess that's a plus.

Threw a party on Saturday to cheer people up, and my girlfriend told me someone had left her a loaded gun. Yeah. I questioned a couple of people and got a guy to look into it. It looks like the gun actually belongs to her evil twin, and was left for Rory by mistake. The other chick lives in the town and has grey skin. Like she's in black and white. Or so I've heard. The only time I met her, she was in color, but I guess that was make-up.

I did mention that this is a strange town?

My roommate serenaded me on the radio last night. And took calls. Er, it's not as gay as it sounds. There's actually a long story behind that. Short version - he pissed me off. Now he's back on my good side.

-Logan
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Logan slapped his alarm clock off and peeled open his eyes. A beam of sunlight struck the bed near his thighs. He looked at it, then cautiously stuck his hand into the light. He watched dust mites dance around his fingers, and dropped his arm back on the bed. At least the vampire spell from the Halloween party last night hadn't come back in his sleep.

He picked his phone off the nightstand and checked his messages. "Shit," he said. He dialed Rory's number and left a message.

Dear Diary

Oct. 25th, 2005 12:36 am
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Dear Diary,

So sorry I've been neglecting you, precious diary! Gosh, I had a busy week. I made up with my girlfriend, had a group meeting for my journalism project and hung out with my buddy Angelus and discussed said project. My studies are coming along swell. I even signed up for a new class.

Unfortunately I got turned into a bunny on Friday. But I got better.

The project for my new class didn't go so well. I talked to the teacher about it, and she suggested some changes, which should definitely liven things up!

I've been communicating with my pesky roommate, because open lines of communication are essential to world peace.

Went out for a night with the guys and came back to my girl. Life is good!

Email

Oct. 17th, 2005 09:51 pm
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TO: Dick Casablancas <ride.this.dick@neptunemail.com>
FROM: Logan Echolls <psycho.jackass@gmail.com>

How's it going? Fandom's pretty cool.

I kissed a guy, whose boyfriend kissed my girlfriend when said boyfriend had shape-changed into a girl. I punched him and got detention with the psych teacher who is both a vampire and somehow related to my new BFF, also a vampire. Who makes drinking blood sound sexy, and being drank from sound even sexier, and might even kill someone for me, if I were to ask.

Nothing's happening here. How's Neptune?

Logan
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TO: Dick Casablancas <ride.this.dick@neptunemail.com>
FROM: Logan Echolls <psycho.jackass@gmail.com>

Dude! What's up? How's Neptune? We had Homecoming the other night. I made reservations for dinner in town, but the place turned out to be totally creepy. We hit the dance for a bit and stopped by the inevitable after-party.

Oh, yeah, I'm dating that chick I mentioned in my last e-mail. She's hot. She finally connected the dots on me & my dad yesterday, but she didn't freak out too much, so that's cool.

I'm planning a poker night for some of the guys here. And remember I told you this place was weird? One of the guys is a 240-year-old vampire. For reals. He's cool, though.

One day I will have to tell you about the zombies.

Kisses to the fam. (Except your stepmom. Bitch.)
Logan
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Logan wakes up late, and Rory's already left. The place is still messy from the event last night, but he's got someone coming to clean it later, so he doesn't spare a second look.

On the way out the door, he nearly trips over a crate sitting on the doorstep. He swears at the crate and the idiot who left it there - until he actually opens it up.

After dragging the crate back to his room, (and filling his flask from one of the bottles) he leaves for school and the Homecoming Fair with a huge grin on his face. Definitely a good way to start a morning.
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Logan's Xterra screeches into the driveway at the Echolls residence. Anyone wishing to track Mr. Echolls from his car to his bed would need only follow the trail of slamming doors and stomping feet.

"Bitch!" he yells, rummaging through his cupboard for the nearest available alcohol. Fortunately the Booze Fairy had shown up sometime between yesterday evening and this morning.

And last night with Rory had gone so well.

Logan finishes off one half-empty bottle of vodka and smashes it against the wall. "Bitch!" he yells again, and follows that with a high-volume stream of profanity. He throws the neck of the bottle across the room, where it knocks over the lamp. In the sudden darkness, Logan swears again, then stumbles over to his bed, fumbles in his nightstand and curls up with a bottle of whiskey for the night.
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When Logan wakes up, he's lying on a bed in the clinic. His head is pounding. Wow, he thinks. that must've been a hell of a party last night. He sits up slowly, and notices Rory sleeping nearby.

Slowly, the memories from the weekend return to him. Dinner with Rory's folks, which ended in violence before the food could be served - fortunately, it was the zombie-attack sort of violence, so he's maybe still got a shot with Rory. Although blowing up her stepdad's diner probably didn't help. Logan grins a little at the memory of the explosion.

Then there was yesterday. Getting breakfast at the yearbook thingy. And then - Logan frowns.

He'd thought he was his dad. Logan fumbles for the flask in his back pocket, and takes a long swig. Then another. He's downed half the flask by the time he screws the cap back on.

He pulls himself to his feet, determined to make his way home and take a very long, very hot shower. Or possibly just boil his skin off.
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TO: Dick Casablancas <ride.this.dick@neptunemail.com>
FROM: Logan Echolls <psycho.jackass@gmail.com>

Hey Dick,
I actually found a town stranger than Neptune, if you can believe it. Surfing's good, though there's something big living in the water. I'm thinking of getting a Kevlar wetsuit made. Also, have had to order new surfboard.

Got a nice little house here, and I've found a few roommates to fill it. One of the guys seems very handy around the house - he's building us a still. And there's a pirate living in the attic. (Don't worry, he's paying rent.) Told you - weird town.

Classes are good. I think. Skipped them on Friday to go surfing. Joined a new club today. Since everyone's pigeonholed me as a villain already. I think it's some political thing. Gotta have an extracurricular activity, so figured I'd check it out.

Had a party this weekend. Don't remember much of it myself, so I must've had fun. I even made a new friend. Yay me! Though she doesn't remember much either... just alcohol! I swear I didn't slip her anything. Shit. I hope she doesn't think... fuck.

Yeah. I should go. Later, dude.

Logan

Later

TO: Dick Casablancas <ride.this.dick@neptunemail.com>
FROM: Logan Echolls <psycho.jackass@gmail.com>

Not going to join that club after all. Think the head guy's a Young Republican.

Logan

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