Mar 21
🍻-- Logan was busy frowning down at a book he’d pulled from a shelf. Research of this sort had never really been his strong suit, but there was no point making a stir by going after people to ask about what was going on. And like hell he’d ever use those computers.
This was starting to turn out to just be infuriating and he snorted as he closed the book. Chosen ones, selected champions - a bunch of fairy tale bullshit. He could accept aliens, other planets, the multiverse. In his experience, being “chosen” for any sort of so called “destiny” always shaped up to be a living hell.
In any case, Logan went into the labyrinthine rows of books, trying to remember where he’d gotten this one from.
@requiend // starter call