Devious Bastard

Logan Blackwell Goblin || 131 || Born May 2, 1882 This is a roleplay blog. I unfortunately am not affiliated with Joseph Morgan. I claim no graphics on this page as my own unless otherwise stated. All credit goes to the incredible creators.

[devious-goblin]

Tequila is my Lady || Logan & Megan

[megan--etney]

Megan laughed and shrugged, sipping her beer. “You’ve clearly had a bad experience with love then. Haven’t you ever loved a pet or a place?” She didn’t think love necessarily had to be romantic but she also understood the love of a good drink and, yes, a good lay as he so eloquently put it. When he questioned her about her hair, Megan frowned and picked up a strand, holding it in front of her before dropping it back down again. “I don’t think so? I mean, my hair’s down? I usually keep it up in the heat.” She shrugged and smiled at him, changing the subject. “How have you been then, Logan?”

[devious-goblin]

With mock seriousness Logan stroked his chin and looked up to the left. The only person or things he'd ever loved were sex, alcohol, and Lyanna. He didn't tell others about her often, though. It was a security measure to protect her. The fewer people who knew that he had a sister, the safer she was from the many enemies he'd acquired over the years. A small shrug was all he gave in response to the question as he let it roll off of his shoulders. "I suppose that must be it. It looks nice down, you should wear it that way more often. I have been absolutely fantastic. This is the busy time of year for my businesses, other than Christmas, so life is good as the money rolls in. Do you have anything exciting going on at the moment?"

[devious-goblin]

Text: Logan

Colin: Hey mate, I need a night out. You up for it?

Colin: Let me know.

Logan: Depends on what you have in mind.

Logan: Summer is coming up and that means extra money to be made.

[devious-goblin]

Tequila is my Lady || Logan & Alex

[alexstathos]

Shame. It was something that Alex Stathos, nor the Goblin in front of him, possessed. He wasn’t sure if Logan knew his opinion on sex…which was yes…but there was a time when he would have pressed that further. He would have seen how far Logan was willing to take the charade…because Alex would have taken it all the way. Instead though, he just smirked and raised an eyebrow when the Goblin grabbed his ass. “Easy there big boy. I don’t put out unless you buy me a drink first.” After the drink was ordered and the after effects of their public display of affection had died down, the Satyr took mock formal bow, his eyes twinkling mischievously. ”You know me. Always willing to give up an opening. It’s good to see you man. It’s been too long. What brings you out tonight?” 

[devious-goblin]

There had always been a hunch in the back of Logan's mind, based off of small remarks here and there and lots of alcohol, that Alex wasn't too particular about the gender or species of those he enjoyed. Amused by their display he wondered briefly if the man would carry it on, but was not entirely disappointed when the joke was allowed to die out. The only response to the Satyr's comment was a grin, seeing as he had already ordered the drink and it was being placed in front of him. "Well, it would appear I've met the requirements." The Goblin had never really experimented inside his gender, never really had the desire to do so, but he had no problem with what others did behind closed doors. The way he saw it, if they enjoyed themselves that was all that mattered. Leaning his back against the bar so that he somewhat faced his friend, he shrugged his shoulders greatly and motioned for three more shots. "Tequila, my friend. Tequila is what brings me out tonight. Seems a little odd for you to be here, though. Can I buy you a dance?"

[devious-goblin]

Tequila is my Lady || Logan & Megan

[megan--etney]

Megan had gone by the Dollhouse to see if Amara was free for a quick dinner. She’d been wanting to speak with her friend whom she hadn’t seen in what felt like weeks. As it turned out, though, her friend wasn’t around just then so Megan contented herself with a drink, walking over to the bar. She ordered a drink and glanced around the establishment when a familiar voice spoke. The dryad smiled and turned to face Logan, giving a slight laugh as he admired his drink, “is somebody in love with their liquor?” She recalled the last time she’d seen the goblin, it had been at another bar then too.

[devious-goblin]

Logan recognized the voice that moved the air next to him and smiled devilishly at the dangerous liquid swirling in his glass. "Love is over rated, my dear, unless it is the love of a stiff drink and a good lay. This is the only love which I will ever know, and that is the way I prefer things to be." Downing the rest of his drink he slammed the glass down on the bar with a satisfying thunk and turned in his stool to face the Dryad. It had been a while since they'd seen one another, and he was pretty sure there was something new about her now. "Have you done something different with your hair? Well, I suppose it could be all the glitter and stage lights making it shimmer, but it seems different. What have you changed my dear?"

[devious-goblin]

Tequila is my Lady || Logan & Alex

[alexstathos]

Stress relief. That’s what the Dollhouse was for Alex tonight. Nothing like watching beautiful women take off their clothes.  The ache he felt in his chest when coming into the club had long since faded to a faint scar. Chloe was gone, and there was no going back. Truthfully, Alex had moved on - he would always love her, no doubt, but she wasn’t a part of his present or his future any longer. The Dollhouse, once her palace, was now free of the old memories it had once held. He was about to slide up to the bar and order a drink when he heard the voice of his favorite Goblin…and it was just an opportunity he couldn’t pass up. Batting his eyelashes like a pro, Alex gave the Mythic a coy smile. “I didn’t think you’d noticed, big boy,” he smirked. Moving in, a little closer than needed, the Satyr continued to play along, “But I’m glad to hear you’re finally starting to appreciate me.” 

[devious-goblin]

Just as Logan was sensing a Satyr he felt the man sidle up to him. Looking down at his friend he wrapped an arm around his waist and pressed a hard kiss to his cheek. With his arm still wrapped around Alex, he turned back to the bar and called out loudly enough for everyone around him to hear. "My dear bartender, if you would be so kind as to provide a drink for this most beautiful lady. Let all here be aware that this woman, Alex of the grand shop of Logo's, is the fairest of them all. The rest of you may all quit trying now, for you will only fall short of her beauty." At the end of his proclamation he reached up and then down and firmly grasped the Satyr's firm buttocks. Once the bartender arrived with more drinks the Goblin stepped back and laughed, pleased to see his friend once more. "Well you certainly know how to give a man an opening."

[devious-goblin]

Tequila is my Lady || Logan & Open

The night outside was warm, hinting at the coming Spring and Summer after that. Georgia never could make up its mind as to what the weather should be. Tonight it was fine, but tomorrow could be cold and rainy. Logan decided to make the most of the beautiful weather while he could. One, two, three more shots slid down the greedy gullet of the Goblin. He'd lost count of exactly how many he'd swallowed, but the Mythic bartender seemed to be making sure that the humans around them didn't notice. Glancing left and right he grinned at anyone who caught his eye. After all, why would there be any reason not to smile when his favorite lady, Tequila, was his companion for the night? Holding up the glass, he smiled as he looked at the amber liquid shining in the light. "And what a lovely lady you are my dear. The finest of any there ever was."

[devious-goblin]

An Unusual Feeling || Logan & Lily

[lily-hawthorne]

She opened her mouth to tell him that she didn’t think it was working, but then he spoke of a beautiful woman sitting next to him. For the briefest of seconds Lily was confused and glanced to the other side of him to determine who this beautiful woman was. She just didn’t think of herself that way.  When the Sphinx realized he was speaking about her, she managed a quiet “oh,” before feeling the color rise to her cheeks. “Oh,” she said again, a little louder this time. “Do you always flirt with every woman you see?”  It was a serious question, but she braced it with a smile. In fact, she didn’t recall a time when the Goblin wasn’t flirting. 

[devious-goblin]

A bubble of laughter fought in his chest to be released. The good doctor would never cease to amaze him with her true modesty. As the blush rose in her cheeks Logan found that he didn't want to be caught laughing at her. Hiding his grin behind his hand, he attempted to swallow the guffaw that had been clawing to get out. Once it was under control he contorted his face into the best mock serious expression he could manage and began to nod. "Oh yes, absolutely. Though, only the pretty ones. I'm quite shallow, you see, and don't waste my time with ugly women folk." Leaning in a little closer, he lowered his voice once more as if confiding in her. "Though, I also try and keep my flirting with humans to a minimum. Too much of a risk with those if you catch my drift." There was no way in hell he was going to knock up a human and be the cause of her untimely demise. He was many things, but an outright murderer was not one of them.

[devious-goblin]

An Unusual Feeling || Logan & Megan

[megan--etney]

As the continued doing shots, Megan felt herself loosening up a bit, if only outwardly. The events of the past few days still lingered in the back of her mind but with each drink taken, she felt them growing less and less prominent behind the gentle haze of alcohol entering her system. She was about to pay for her drinks when he took out his wallet, “Hey, I’ve got this….” She trailed off when he set the money down and began walking towards the door. Megan hopped off the stool, laughing slightly as she took small steps after him. While he didn’t seem the least bit affected by their drinks, Megan felt a little more sluggish, though to the human eye she’d appear almost completely sober. There was just a slight buzz in her head but she liked that, especially right now. Once she caught up with him, she looped her arm through his, pulling her coat closer around herself as cool wind welcomed them outside, “I think that last time someone called me blondie was a ten year old boy trying to get me to kiss him in primary school.” She smirked up at him, “It didn’t work.”

[devious-goblin]

Glancing down at her with one eyebrow raised, Logan did not pull away as she linked arms with him. She was pretty enough that he didn't mind for now, but he made a mental note to watch for future clinginess. The Goblin had already forgotten her name, but in the long run it didn't matter. If she were lucky he'd liquor her up and take her to bed. She'd have a wild story to tell her friends, and he'd be satisfied for the night. Perhaps they'd see each other again, but if not it was no great loss. The city was full of pretty Mythics, and Logan wasn't one to settle down. "Well he didn't do it right then." Wrapping his arm around her waist, he pulled her into a kiss briefly before letting her return to her own personal space and continuing down the road. "Come on, let's go see what this night has to offer." With that, he pulled her along to the nearest package store to begin the fun for the night.

[devious-goblin]

An Unusual Feeling || Logan & Lisette

[madam-lisette-camden]

She watched the realization of her profession hit him and she smiled openly. Apparently he was pleased with the information. It seemed she had finally found a worthy companion for the night and possibly the future. “Oh I never disappoint,” she leaned towards him a sly grin on her face and her voice low. The Siren mirrored his reaction and leaned back in her chair watching the Goblin with a new curiosity. “That would be very much appreciated,” she nodded and smiled. When he described how he spent his time she couldn’t help but chuckle. “Well then I hope you live up to that name. As for the finding business, I have quite a few west coast connections that you may be interested in. It seems fate has brought us together this evening.” She grabbed her glass once more and kept her eyes on him, her look almost challenging.

[devious-goblin]

Smile spreading the more they spoke, Logan was beginning to feel very glad that he'd run into this Siren. It appeared she would be useful for more than just a good romp in the sheets. "That would be most appreciated." He held up one finger as she finished speaking and pulled a card out of his back pocket. Touching the arm of a waitress who was about to pass by, he smiled up at her and took a pen out of her apron. The flustered girl smiled and flitted away, bashful at his attentions. Once she was gone he turned and wrote down three phone numbers on the back of the card before handing it to his new acquaintance. "All you need is my name." The message was clear that she should not ask for their names. They were private connections who trusted the Goblin, but that didn't mean they'd automatically trust her. "I don't believe in fate, but I'm sure as hell glad I've run into you. It would seem that we shall get on splendidly, though."

[victoria-f-arouet]

Fancy meeting you here → Melina& Logan

[victoria-f-arouet]

He had seen her. And more importantly he had noticed her; of course he had. Their eyes met and she gave him a knowing smile and his next move proved her right. She had expected him to send a drink over first, but him skipping that step showed that he knew the game, and the players. She hesitated for a moment, she couldn’t make it too easy for him after all. Feigning surprise wouldn’t fool him so she didn’t insult him with it but instead smirked back at him. She took a sip of her drink; the least she could do was make him wait a little longer. She looked at him again and let her eyes wander over him without even trying to hide it. She was sure his boyish smile had managed to get a lot of girls in trouble already and his clothes were understated but expensive. He also seemed familiar with the bartender and he looked right at home here. All in all she really liked what she saw. So she got up, walked over to him and sat down beside him; and not like he had indicated opposite of him. “Hello there handsome and dangerous. I hope you didn’t invite me over just for a drink,” she said smiling.

[devious-goblin]

Just as he was letting his eyes openly roam over her body Logan caught her doing the same. So, she knew the game and its inner workings. Her pause was welcomed, he liked that she didn't give in to his invitation immediately. If she had been too eager it wouldn't have been any fun. When she placed herself next to him he didn't bother moving over to allow her more room. Instead he placed his fork down on his plate and draped his arm over the booth behind her, allowing his hand to rest on her shoulder. "If you don't want a drink then I'd be happy to provide something else for you. A drink is merely common courtesy these days. Perhaps that isn't your style, though?" Angling his body towards her, the Goblin let his hand rest on the middle of her thigh. He was not one to let subtlety get in the way of his desires, especially when the object of his desire seemed open to the possibilities in his head.

[devious-goblin]

What's your least favorite thing about not having a real job and why?

I'm sorry, is there a con to this situation? I make my own hours, have knowledge and connections that most people only dream of, earn more money than over half the city, and do so many more amazing things that I couldn't even list all of them. If I were less skilled I might say the risk of it all is my least favorite part, but I have too many officials and high ups in my pocket to worry about that.

[devious-goblin]

What's your least favorite thing about yourself and why?

Least favorite thing about myself? Hm, probably that there's no room for improvement. Once you've reached the top it's a bit frustrating that you're unable to go any higher.

[victoria-f-arouet]

Fancy meeting you here → Melina& Logan

Melina had found a place to stay that would suffice for now and had taken her time to furnish it to her liking. She had met a few interesting people, but not nearly enough. She was still missing important connections and she needed to change that. The bartender at Vortex was cute, but he was new in town too and not really the source she had hoped he could be. And thus she decided to go out again. Check the local bars for better connections. She was entering Limerick Junction and took a look around. It was full but not packed and there was a ping she recognized. A goblin, those were usually quite resourceful. She located him easily and sat down at the bar in his line of sight. Crossing her legs she ordered a B52 and turned in his direction hoping to catch his eyes.

[devious-goblin]

Logan had been sitting in the back corner of Limerick Junction for about an hour, enjoying the slow burn of a bottle of whiskey and the best shepherd’s pie he’d had in years. As his mind was sorting through ideas of possible activities for the night, he sensed the familiar ping of a Leprechaun coming through the doors. His eyes roamed lazily towards the sensation, curious more than anything, and he was not disappointed. It was obvious she’d sensed him, too, and her careful placement at the bar was not missed. A roguish grin stretched his lips as she caught his eye. If he hadn’t been in the mood for a game before, that was quickly changed when two sets of blue eyes locked across the room. This was going to be fun. Glancing behind her for a moment, he motioned for the bar tender to bring him another bottle. The Goblin waited just long enough to cause anticipation before turning his eyes back to her. As he put another bite of his dinner in his mouth he smirked lazily at her and nodded towards the bench of his booth that was currently unoccupied.

[devious-goblin]

An Unusual Feeling || Logan & Lily

[lily-hawthorne]

Of course he would be fine. They would all be fine…eventually. It wasn’t so much his physical health that Lily was worried about. Talos, physically, was fine. Mentally…emotionally…those were different stories. As Logan laughed, Lily relaxed a little with a smile. It was good to hear laughter. It had been far too long. Rolling her eyes, the Sphinx tugged at the bandage, pulling it up into a better position. It still wasn’t perfect, but at least he wouldn’t have to worry about it sliding off. “There,” she smiled, “good as new.  Tell me, did you come here with a visible wound to try and play the sympathy card?”  Giving him a wink, Lily signaled the bartender to order her drink. 

[devious-goblin]

Once the bandage was fixed, Logan decided to make an effort to bring at least one person’s night up from the depths of doom, gloom, and despair. So much negativity surrounded their tight knit group of Mythics and their supporters these days. It was as if none of them felt they’d ever see the sun again. Bound and determined to make the Sphinx smile for a little while, he leaned toward her and whispered conspiratorially. “Honestly I’m just that bad of a mender. Though, once I realized that the sympathy vote was on the table, I had to get out of the house and see what I could get. Do you think it’s working?” The flash of a wink crossed his eyes as they filled with the mischievous playfulness that so often emanated from the Goblin’s core. “After all, I did succeed in bringing a beautiful woman to the seat next to mine.”

[devious-goblin]

An Unusual Feeling || Logan & Colin

[colin-harris-mythos-deactivated]

Colin let his hand go and watched him down his shots. He was impressed at the Goblin’s commitment and he was sure it showed on his face. “Good to meet you to, mate” he said when he finally spoke. Colin found himself very excited about the thought of getting completely and utterly tanked; but managed to keep his emotions off his face. “I’m up for that” he started “but I got to warn you, I’m a bit of a wild animal when I drink in excess.” He smirked to himself, as the other man didn’t know just how true that statement was. Colin hadn’t actually shifted when he was drunk since he was younger and living in Chicago; but he definitely thought more with his Canaima instincts than his human brain when he drank to much. “You lead the way.” he said to Logan.

[devious-goblin]

Logan had dealt with a pair of Canaimas on the riverboats near New Orleans over fifty years ago. The two of them had gotten a little too excited about Mardi Gras and nearly ripped apart a group of tourists after being swindled and kicked off his boat. He’d watched the whole thing from the deck along with the rest of the passengers, and hadn’t needed to fake his horrified expressions too much. Colin’s comment brought him back to that night, and he was torn between chuckling at the joke and shuddering at the memory. “Well you just let me know if I need to put you on a leash.” The Goblin did as he was told, leading the other out of the bar and down the street where he promptly grabbed a bottle of all of his favorites, two of some of them. Gesturing widely at the display of drinks around them, he grinned at his companion for the night. “Pick something my friend. It shall be a glorious adventure.” Before long they were at the counter, and the Goblin was using his special talents to knock the price down a few pegs.

[devious-goblin]

An Unusual Feeling || Logan & Lisette

[madam-lisette-camden]

“Good,” she responded with a smile. Because I intend to be pleased. That thought she kept to herself, knowing it was too early in the conversation for such talk. She took the now full glass and raised it with his. Lisette never found the need to have a reason to drink, but toasts were always fun as long as there was something worth toasting to. “What a fitting toast. I’d say I live my life by those words.” She gently clinked her glass with his and followed his lead by emptying the entirety of its contents. She would have done so regardless of his presence, but it seemed slightly different seeing him do the same. She poured them both another glass, not failing to notice his change in position. She decided to take her time with the next glass and given his line in questioning she realized it was probably a good idea. The Siren couldn’t help the small chuckle that forced its way out of her. “Well, Mister Logan, some may choose to call me Madam Lisette.” She paused wondering if he would understand what she was referring to before continuing. “Although at the moment, I have no rights to such a title. I just came into town you see and have yet to make the arrangements.” She had no shame in her line of work and anyone that had a problem with it wasn’t worth her time, but she had a feeling she wouldn’t have that problem with the Goblin. “What about yourself?” 

[devious-goblin]

A dangerous grin spread across her lips as she echoed his thoughts. “As do I. I find that it’s the most beneficial way to go about this journey we call life. Most of us only get one, so there’s no sense in wasting it.” The emphasis in her words gave him pause, and as she gave him her title a broad smile replaced the hidden danger on his face. There was still mischief in his look, but now it was that of a different kind. Leaning back, he spread his arms out in a way that showed his surprise. “Well would you look at that, a kindred spirit! I knew you wouldn’t disappoint me. I would be happy to make a few connections for you to get your Atlanta branch started.” Bowing his torso gently, he looked up at her from under thick lashes. Playfulness glinted in his eyes as he made a show of naming his line of ‘work’. “I am a purveyor of hard to find items, a poker host, and the city’s top provider of a good time.”

[devious-goblin]

An Unusual Feeling || Logan & Megan

[megan--etney]

She raised a brow slightly at his frown but thought maybe it was the lighting because a moment later it was gone. Megan gave the slightest laugh at his question and shrugged, nodding,”Toast and then the rest in quick succession.” Holding up one of the shots she thought for a moment about what she’d toast to before deciding, “To the future and not waking up with a hangover tomorrow.” She smirked at him before licking the salt and throwing back the shot. She slammed the glass down and picked up the lime, sucking on it, shaking her head as a laugh escaped her, “I haven’t done this in ages.”

[devious-goblin]

Logan nodded, raising his glass along with her. Salt, shot, lime, and the burn in his throat was soothing away his thoughts. Soon enough they’d have an actual good time on their hands, but first they needed to keep drinking. “Neither have I. One, two, three.” As soon as the words left his mouth they were replaced with salt and tequila. Only after the remaining shots had scorched their way down his throat did he pick up a piece of lime and suck out all of the citrusy juice he could manage. Once the fruit was drained and he’d placed it back on the counter the Goblin fished out his wallet and paid for their drinks. He stood, barely feeling the effects of the shots they’d just taken, and turned towards the door. Calling over his shoulder, he began to walk out of the restaurant and on to the next adventure. “You coming Blondie?”