05: HIS POV (ACT ONE:: Master your powers) ❝ short but it's enough ❞
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WANDA BEEN AT IT...for hours. Every failed attempt to turn the satellite infuriated her. 'Causing her issue to only worsen every attempt she continues to make.
Today felt no other, scalding sun beam above Xavier's school, boiling the outside temperature with its heat.
Provided with shade from nearby trees, soothed Logan's sweltering chest beneath his stench tank top. His visible sweat coated his sinewy body, ostensibly enlightening the redness across his skin.
The shade concealed Logan's brown gloom eyes, overshadowing his dignified, vexed manner. He observed Charles and Wanda from a distance, with Peter joining him. Not only did Charles constantly beg to be in Wanda's mind which forced her to leave him abruptly, but he made Logan gruff in the distance.
"He can't see what he's doing wrong."
"What's that?" Peter turned.
Logan's brow lifted, perceiving Peter's sudden appearance. "Why don't you talk to Wanda?"
"Huh? w-wahh? N-no, whenever I do...she's always upset." Peter derided.
"Do you not ever think you bother her at the wrong time?" Logan's arms folded.
"Now that you mention it... Maybe I can figure out what I can do to cheer her up. Thanks, Logan." Peter pats Logan back, disappearing from his view without giving him the chance to respond.
"That's not what I meant—goddamn it." Logan huffed.
Since that night's conversation and his only one with Wanda, they have not spoken again. It wasn't like they ended the night on a bad note. He figured because she repeatedly reminded them, "I have bigger things to worry about than this (the deal.)" That was her reason, and involving himself in her business was to be avoided.
On his way back in Charles mansion, Logan found himself entering the entryway of his daily visit for quick sooth for his dry throat.
His boots ambled behind the kitchen counter, fixing himself a small cup of water. As much as his throat itched for a beer, there was no other choice, and he had to sidle up the provided options. "Talk later, okay?" The brunette's voice amplified from the right.
