Only the good die young [Aurora and Logan + OTA]

[deuxiemetoile]

There were many things that Aurora was. Patient was not one of them. It had been too long since she had stretched her legs, and she was tired of it. Ever since Shaw went missing and she had lost her job, she had kept hidden, letting that shell of a girl pretend that she could survive on her own. Now, comfortably in a new home and safe from most

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[notan_animal]

Logan wandered into the house from the garage after working on the bike the professor handed over to him. He was planning on looking at it as a gift. In fact, Charles asked if he wouldn't, rather something the Canadian could tinker in an effort to keep the man's sanity.

He was passing by the kitchen when he heard the humming, and poked his head in to see who it was.

[deuxiemetoile]

Well hello, someone Aurora had never seen before. Whether or not Jeanne-Marie even knew his name didn't matter to her as she smiled coyly at him.

"Bonsoir, monsieur."

[notan_animal]

Speaking of someone he had never seen before..

Raising an eyebrow, Logan moved past the door and into the kitchen. Yeah, he had been smelling new scents alot lately, which didn't surprise him. Fuckin' portal.

"Don't speak french." he said, looking at her. "Who are you?"

[deuxiemetoile]

"I am Aurora, and you are?" Aurora leaned against the counter as she waited for her coffee to brew, crossing her long legs in front of her and not making any attempt to cover her scrutinizing gaze. He reminded her of home, to some degree.