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[rp] naked, shirtless, and katniss

When Logan falls through the door of the ship this time, he is wet and naked (~~though his hair is cut unlike in those gifs~~). It's been a few months since the last time he was here, and he doesn't appreciate being thrown back in mid-bath that he didn't even want to take in the first place.

...it's a long story. Come say hi to the naked, incredibly muscular man on the deck who is beyond tense. He is truly completely and totally naked. Unf.

James Wilder has been here for days at least. The Hunter's mark has taken over, has taken so much from him over time. He got it ten years ago. The mansion is quiet and empty, but his siblings are there and that's all he can ask for. Maybe the ship finally took pity on him, standing around on its deck, searching for something to hunt or kill only to turn up empty handed every time, because he is now in a gym in the ship. He's been here for hours.

Training with various weapons, crossbows, swords, and the like. He's shirtless and sweaty but focused. Need self defense/hunting classes? Come get trained by a really buff dude... who has a hard time being social or 'normal' or having fun so apologies for that, but he is single and... shirtless. That's a thing that can be appreciated given his... abs.

Finally, there's Katniss Everdeen who went to Chicago and then was sent back into a very au version of her own world where both Peeta and Gale are women and it is totally a thing in that world that gender doesn't matter in romance and that two girls can be chosen for the Hunger Games as well as two boys or a boy and a girl, which is what apparently happened to the Katniss that was there before her. She is currently, standing on the deck of a ship with a bow and arrow pointed outward and a confused expression on her face. She has yet to finish it yet (and has been setting the whole arena on fire due to her Rift change, this is a highly AUed version of her world on every single level really).

Nothing is okay.

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Logan blinks as he looks down at Carol, lifting his eyebrows in amusement at her reaction. Well, he can appreciate a woman who openly expresses her own appreciation and wants without any shame. There's no reason to feel any shame after all, but he's still amused because it was unexpected.

Somehow he didn't take her for someone who would so shamelessly appreciate a naked man in front of her. Guess that goes to show. Never can judge a book by its cover.

"Carol." He smirks himself, tilting his head to the side with a bit of a nod. "It's one of my talents. Usually not like this."

It's usually with claws and blood and violence, but... details.

"Really?" She smirks a bit at that, before resting her chin in her hand. "I don't think anyone would complain if you too this approach a little more often."

More so than the claws and blood and violence. At least, so she assumes.

"But I should probably find you a towel."

"I didn't actually mean to take this approach. The ship had other ideas."

It stole him in the middle of a bath and just threw him inside, which is why it's not only water pouring down his naked body but soap suds that roll down the muscles of his body.

"Towel would be good too."

If that's the case, not all of the ship's ideas are terrible ones. But she at least has enough common sense to not say that one out loud, even as forward as she is being at the moment. She takes in one last look before she turns and heads a few doors down.

"I think they keep some towels by the pool, which isn't too far."

The ship does have brilliant ideas every now and then like throwing an entirely naked Logan on to its front deck. He smirks at her when she takes that last look. His arms fold instinctively over his chest, but he's not uncomfortable at all.

"To the pool," Logan says, and the smirk widens a bit further, scanning the length of the pool. He can appreciate a woman who is not afraid to openly appreciate the naked body.

It doesn't take her long to track down a towel, holding it out to him as she lets him clean up. It doesn't take her long to find a robe either, and while she is reluctant to let him cover up, she'll let him do so all the same. She does remember that her son is still on the boat, even if it's after the fact.

"Having fun before you got here?"

It would be very awkward if Tyler were to walk in on them at this particular moment given how completely naked Logan is. Or at least it would be awkward for Tyler. Ahem.

Logan reaches out a hand to take the robe though he doesn't put it on yet. He's trying to dry off as much as possible first. "Having a forceful bath before I went to see a dying man." There's a pause. "It's a long story."

She nods a bit at that. Long stories seem a bit too common for the people around here. They all seem to have their own stories to tell, one way or another, most if it is usually just a matter of if they're willing to tell them.

"Was he a friend?"

"No, not really," Logan says, and his voice is low, gruff with the sound of it. He folds his arms across his chest. There's the memory of it, of the brief time that he interacted with the man. "Just someone I met during the war. Guess that makes me memorable."

Someone whose life he saved. He doesn't specify which war, and he's been to practically all of them as it is.

He doesn't specify and she doesn't ask. Living through a war is something she's learned most people don't want to share, if they can help it. She also doesn't assume it was a recent one either - she knows better than anyone that people can be older than they look.

"I suppose so. Those kinds of moments tend to leave an impression."

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