As the Fire burns... (Marvel RPG)

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    "We're so going to die later." Logan mumbled, as he heard Remy pick up the phone. "Can I help you?" Can the grumbling, accented voice of Remy LeBeau. Then Logan mouthed, "Put it on speaker."

    Putting her phone on speaker, she said using the voice of his ex that she spent so long mocking that she acutally sounded like her, "hi! Remy, do you remember me? We dated back in high school!" She sounded like one of those preppy girls and while she talked like this, her face was scrunched up in a really weird way.

    You could almost hear Remy mutter under his breath, "Oh God, kill me now." With a sigh he responded, "Yup..." Cassandra was heard on the other end, and she said, "Who in the name of Sanity is that?" A long pause, "No one... Uh bye!" With that Remy hung up, and Logan heard both of them asking the other one about the calls they received.

    Mary fell to the floor with slient laughter. Hearing them talking about it was even funnier to her. Curling up in a ball, she was laughing so hard while not making a sound. Trying to use Logan as a support, she managed to take a breath and start to calm down. So her mind was not in the exact place it should be. She had gotten some other glasses of whiskey during Marti Gras.


    He gave a friendly gesture to follow him. "I love you too." He murmured.

    "I bet you're going to wake up with a hangover or something, that also goes for me as well." Logan laughed a bit, lifting Mary onto the bed, "Let's just go knock on the door and just inturrupt."

    "Five minutes," she mumbled, curling up with one of the pillows. Clearly getting tired from her tipsy state, she tried to stay awake as she curled up with the pillow. She slowly continued to fall asleep, she mumbled out some random sentences. Some went along the lines of "I'm going to regret this in the morning," and some along the lines of, "why lovebirds? "



    Steve wrapped an arm around her waist.

    Logan sighed, "That works too..." He muttered under his breath, he flopped down onto the other bed next to the one Mary was on.

    Mry woke up sometime in the morning, having no clue when then sat up slightly and held her head. Knowing she had a hangover, she simply went to the bathroom and took some painkillers to try and make it not so bad.



    Fury interuped with a cough.

    Thankfully for Logan, his healing factor including flushing out alcohol, so when he woke up, he only had a mild headache. "Mornin' bub..." Logan grumbled, getting out of his bed. "Shall we see where we can go to for breakfast down here?"