xp_logs | Futile Summers-Hunting

The result of this comment. It was too late, but at least they tried.

Logan swept his katana through the air and back; they clashed together behind him, ringing out as only steel does. His kata had always been vigorous, but today's was somewhat moreso. He'd been in a mood this morning and needed to work it off, to work up a sweat. It was working.

Rahne, having finally located him, found herself wishing she'd somehow managed to have Shiro come along. It was probably rude to interrupt him, but this was important. "Mr. Logan?"

The katana stilled and Logan breathed -- just breathed -- for a moment. He raised his head slowly, the animalistic gleam in his eyes fading. "Yeah?"

"I'm sorry to bother you," Rahne said carefully, "but Alex seems to be missing and we were wondering if ye could help look for him...."

He straightened slowly, letting the katana fall to his sides. "Look for him, eh? Doesn't the Professor have that covered?"

She shifted her weight a bit nervously. "I'm na sure on that -- I'm pretty sure he knows, but we thought at first Alex had just gone off for a bit, and we've not heard anything.... I thought maybe it'd help to try and track him by scent."

Logan stopped to consider the possibility. "When'd you say he turned up missin'?"

"Well, he was here Tuesday, and said he was going to go and see Lorna, but I donnae think anybody's seen him since."
Logan raised an eyebrow. "Tuesday. Today's /Friday/, kiddo. I'm good, but with the traffic all over this place, you've gotta be kiddin'."

Rahne's shoulders slumped. "I was afraid of that -- I tried myself when I thought of it, but I ken I'm *not* very good at it, so I'd hoped...."

Logan felt a bit guilty at his dismissal and tried to fix it. "Sorry, kiddo. I can give it a shot, if ya want, but I doubt it'd do much good, this late in the game. I'd end up chasin' down one a his roommates or somethin'."

"I think he's hitchhiked before anyway, so even if we got the right trail it might end at a road -- I think he wouldna want to keep walking, he thinks 'tis cold. And I suppose one of the telepaths might be quicker." Rahne bit her lip lightly and looked up at him. "But it couldna hurt to try, if ye have time?"

Logan nodded. "I'll head out after I get cleaned up 'n let ya know what I find, when I'm done." A pause, then, "Don't expect to much, kiddo."

"I know. ...But thanks." She slipped back out.