OUTSIDE INN: Two-Man Army

[find_rightbrain]

Title: Two-Man Army
Characters/Pairing: Logan/Angua
Word Count: 604
Rating: PG
Summary: This isn't the same as their old battles, but Angua's still going to be there.
Notes: Written for the alphabet drabble meme for _chibidragon_'s request, "army". Also written for an itsproductivity prompt. Set during the later X-Men movies, but I wrote it at work with no reference to canon, so it's sort of vague.
Disclaimer: I don't own outsideinn, Logan, Angua, or either of their respective canons.

Once upon a time, Angua remembers, there was a snowball fight, outside of space and time. There were snow forts, cannons, and the air was filled with startled shrieks and laughter. Once upon a time, she and Logan took on the rest of the Inn, a two-man army, and were absolutely phenomenal.

This is not the same. There's a battle, yes, but while it will be fought with ice, there will also be fire, and metal, and wind and lightning and flesh. This isn't the kind of battle where everyone comes in afterwards, laughing and smiling, for cocoa. This is a battle that happens outside of the Inn, solidly set in a time and a place, and people will die.

Angua's been staring at Logan for the past half-hour, waiting for him to make a move for the door. He's been pretending to ignore her, apparently hoping that she'll get tired of waiting, and go to her room, or outside, just long enough for him to leave. Angua learned a long time ago that men are stupid like that.

"You can't stop me, you know," she says eventually.

He blows cigar smoke from his mouth, and it coils in the air. Angua wrinkles her nose in an effort not to sneeze as it reaches her. "It's not your fight."

"You're fighting," she points out.

"So?"

Angua watches him without speaking, her heart lunging against her ribs like it's trying to escape while she considers just how much she wants to kill him now. She doesn't say that the fact he's fighting makes it her fight, never mind that it's in his world and all that. They both know her feelings on the matter.

"You should go," she says, at last. "You've got things to do."

Logan eyes her suspiciously, without getting to his feet. "You gonna follow me?"

Angua declines to answer, allowing him to interpret her silence as he chooses. The sooner they move past this whole idiotic argument, the better - it's not like she's going to die, unless one of these mutants is going to attack her with silver. Well, or fire, but she'll just make a point to stay away from that.

Logan is still for a moment longer, and then thinks away his cigar and rises to his feet. Angua lets him get halfway to the door before she gets up and follows. He knows she's there, she's certain, but he doesn't turn around, doesn't tell her to stop.

He reaches the door, steps through, and starts to close it before she reaches it.

Angua snaps at him, but it doesn't come out in words, not even his name, just a sharp growl that's almost a bark. It's not a threat. It's a plea.

And it gets Logan to stop, one hand moving like lightning to catch the door before it shuts. His back still to her, he says softly, and a little roughly, "I'm not afraid of you."

Angua takes a second to make sure her vocal cords are all in the right place, that when she talks it will come out sounding human. "I don't want you to be. I want you to trust me."

Logan's silent, and it terrifies her. He could walk out now, before she could reach the door. He could go out there and fight and die, and she'd never see him again.

Instead, still without turning to see her, he holds open the door a little wider, and waits. Angua smiles and goes to meet him in the doorway, and they walk out, side by side, a two-man army.

Comments

[imperfect_tense]

*dfsdfsdfsdfd* Oh, yes. I do love this (and them) so much.

[allfireburns.livejournal.com]

Me tooo. They are my favorite unexpected couple ever.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_chibidragon_/]

NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGH.

Augh.

*dead*

*dead of the wonderful*

Seriously. Mmm. I love them and this is fabulous and it made me squeal and flail a ridiculous amount, but I don't even care, because it was perfect. You got them both, perfectly.

Thank you! *CLING*

[allfireburns.livejournal.com]

Heee! I like comments like this from you. *Grins*

You are very welcome. I had tons of fun writing it.

[pocky_slash.livejournal.com]

Angua is just great in this! Logan, too, but Angua really stood out to me. Great job!

[allfireburns.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Angua's the one I actually play - Logan makes me nervous to write, so I'm really glad he came off well. (Angua still makes me nervous too, but that's just because she's a Pratchett character, so compliments about her are much appreciated!)