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#i did the agent story so long ago i can't remember if people refer to you differently based on what ending you get...
therapycreature · 1 year
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every time i make a new guy in sw mmo i'm obsessed this is the best guy my absolute favorite no one else in my roster compares they're flawed but that's what makes them unique without fail like every time
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ssolessurvivor · 7 months
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[ FIVE SMILES ]  send for five times one muse makes the other smile and the one time they share a smile.
memes - always accepting! - @sxrgeantbarnes (under the cut cause long <3)
I. "Did you shush me?" One of Logan's crowning achievements, and he still thought of that particular mission a lot. Even now as they're doing nothing really but cleaning weapons, the blonde looks over and smiles to himself, unable to shake the particular memory and the sense of victory he had at that look of shock on James' face. He shakes his head for now and returns to cleaning his gun, wondering if James ever goes back to that memory they share when he needs something to make him smile.
II. They sparred a bit more often now, and Logan was pleased with his improvement in hand to hand combat. It was never something he engaged in when he was serving in the military: always so reliant on tools to get the job done. But James was good at pushing him. And the particular move he was drilling over and over again was putting Logan's bad shoulder through a bit of hell, but he persisted. He was determined to get it done right. So when he somehow finally aced it, sending James sprawling on his back on the mats, Logan stood over him and saw a smile taking over James' face. He would smile too, if it weren't the pain distracting him with a furrow of his brows and a wince when he offers the other a hand.
III. It was no surprise that their comradery was putting the SHIELD agents on edge, and Logan didn't mind being seen as rather intimidating. Though he knew he wasn't at all to blame for that, it was because of the man he partnered with, how many months ago now? He couldn't remember. They often made up little theories about the agents who tended to them, but when Logan leaned over and said something about a particular agent who looked as if he'd pass out with one look from James, and it was executed in fact perfectly, Logan's smile was bright and, one might say, smug. He held out his hand, for they'd bet on that one. "Pay up."
IV. Logan was not a very experienced drinker, so when James and some other agents went out for a night at a bar, Logan was intent on impressing his partner (for some stupid reason), and went for a strong whiskey. He's not a whiskey drinker. He couldn't even really be categorized as a social drinker, but peer pressure. Just like his time in the military when he tried to fit in by going to bars and discovering he's, in fact, a lightweight. So when they down one shot, one...Logan is doubled over and swallowing it with a cough or two, a hand on his chest as if he could feel hair sprouting there. James' smile and laugh, might he add, was well earned and also garnered the other a soft flip of the bird under the bar.
V. Logan hadn't gotten into the habit of changing clothes in front of anyone, not with his scars. Not when people stared enough as it was from what they could see on a regular basis. But he wandered into the room once in a tank top before pulling on a long sleeve thermal over it. He hadn't even thought about it, really, but James' soft comment following there, something about earning the right to such a badass story on his skin...Logan smiles quietly to himself as he peeks down at his hands, messing with the hem of his shirt to hide the emotions flickering over his features.
I. Sure, they did regular recon and patrols, this time on a high rise equipped with any kind of binoculars imaginable. Logan was staggered at the mass of them just sitting there, and their playful banter was just unparalleled when they're bored. They've reported back everything they can at the moment and bullshit with each other before it leads to a sudden reference that Logan physically can't be expected to hold back. "What are you gonna do, shush me?" Their gazes meet and slow smiles spread on each of their lips, and Logan gives James' good shoulder a solid pat as he chuckles quietly.
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