One Year Later AU

[echolls_cursed]

After six months in New York, Logan couldn't say he was that thrilled to be back in LA. Not that New York had been fantastic either, though the change of diet had been nice. People out there tasted better. Fresher. Less like fake tan and carrot juice and more like good wine and stake.

He'd only been back a day though, and the fact that he was already bored out of his mind was a bad sign. Sure, he'd upgraded to a better hotel with a bigger room and better staff who could better serve his needs (nothing better than a hotel run by a fellow Vampire to call home), and yeah, after his latest business venture he had more money than he'd need for the next three decades or so... But he was bored. Bored of LA. Bored of everything. Maybe it was time to try somewhere new.

Europe has always been very vamp friendly, or so he'd been told, and he wondered what Italy was like this time of year.

An older man came to stand beside him, leaning against the bar and looking him over. Human, late thirties, good health... and a stake in his coat pocket. Thrill killer. There was always one that snuck into the club, if it wasn't this guy, it would be someone else. When he reached out and stroked Logan's cheek, Logan smirked, tilting his head and playing the role of naive young blood. Five minutes later and they were in one of the back rooms... ten minutes later and Logan was back at the bar, blood on his shirt and the wooden stake sitting next to his beer like a trophy.

Hunters weren't like the rest of LA. They tasted just fine.

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[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"No," Logan snorted, yanking the cigarette from the other boy's lips and snapping it between his fingers. "No smoking," he said sweetly.

[little_moons]

"You're kidding, right?" I say, giving him a look that's nothing but really fucking unamused. Heaving out a sigh, I slump down further in my seat, fiddling with my seatbelt strap and looking out the window.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"I don't want my plane smelling," Logan shrugged simply, discarding the cigarette and looking out the window.

[little_moons]

"Yeah, like you wouldn't have the money to get it cleaned," I point out, unhooking my seatbelt as soon as I figure I can get away with it and wandering away down the cabin

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"Where do you think you're going?" Logan asked, giving Neil a curious look as he got to his feet and turned to walk away.

[little_moons]

"Well, obviously not far," I say, turning around to face him and folding my arms over my chest with a smirk.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"Alright, whatever," Logan snorted, waving Neill off to do whatever he wanted.

[little_moons]

Huffing out a laugh, I wander over and start poking around the stocked bar, waving off the stewardess when she comes scurrying over and pouring myself a drink.

"You want something?"

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"Vodka," Logan decided. "Lots of ice and a little tonic water."

[little_moons]

Fixing his drink, I wander back over and hold his glass out to him with a smirk, my own glass dangling from my other hand loosely at my side.

"Anything else?"

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"Fuck off," Logan snorted, taking the drink.

[little_moons]

Lowering myself into the seat next to him, I sip on my drink, slower than with the last, rolling the glass between my palms and listening to the ice clink against the sides.

"More hunters in town," I say after a moment, "Thought maybe things were 'bout to get more interesting 'round there. Just a bunch of second rate assholes looking to get off on a few easy kills. Like that one you must've gotten a hold of earlier."

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"Must be the season for it," Logan muttered. "New York was full of them too. Had a run in with one."

He didn't mention that the bastard had nearly got him.

[little_moons]

"A run in?" I say, crooking a lopsided grin at him over the rim of my glass, "That mean you got your ass kicked?"

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"It means some asshole tried to cut my head off," Logan scowled. Though, to be fair, he'd known what the guy was when he let him into his home. Logan just liked the thrill of a fight.

It had been reckless, and Joe would have punched him in the face for being so stupid. Not that he cared what that old bat thought.

[little_moons]

"Guess it's a good thing he didn't," I say, leaning back in my seat and glancing at him sideways, just a twitch of a playful smile on my lips. Its the closest he'll get to me saying I didn't really mind running into him in the bar tonight.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, my afterlife rolls on," Logan sighed, sipping his drink, and shaking his head no when the woman offered him a pillow.

[little_moons]

"Just as fucking boring as the real life before it," I say without much sympathy, huffing out a laugh and waving the girl away before she starts bringing me fucking blankets.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"Real life was never this dull," he promised Neil, but he made no move to say anything more on the topic.

[little_moons]

"Should've let him do it, then," I say, rolling my eyes and knocking back the last of my drink.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"Fuck you," Logan replied simply, finishing off his drink.

[little_moons]

"Yeah, whatever," I say, huffing out another laugh and turning away with an amused, pretty fucking nasty grin. For all his talk about how fucking pathetic I am, he sure as hell's working hard to surpass me.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"What?" Logan asked, looking over. "What's so amusing?"

[little_moons]

"Nothing. I dunno. You. This," I say, waving my hand around the cabin that looks more like some kind of fucking stripper lounge than an airplane. "It's all fucking... bullshit."

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"Thank you for that deep an insightful look into my life," Logan said, scowling a little. "If it's such bullshit, why are you here?"