Logan

( Logan Kang )

15 straight hours of sleep? What the fuck? Solid sleep too. Stacey couldn't even rouse me with ice cubes.

Ugh.

Maybe I'm coming down with something. Lovely.

Just my luck. I get sick and then kidnapped by my fucking asshole of a grandfather, locked up and then finally come back to New York to find out I missed out on all the fun! Vampires, zombies and who knows what else? Typical!

I feel awfully out of the loop, anyone care to fill me in one what exciting things are happening now?

Oh, and if anyone wants a roommate... I don't have an apartment anymore. The fucker sold it while I was incapacitated. And got rid of my cats as well. Am seriously tempted to go back and really wreck havoc. However, I can do that well enough here right?

Although I do have to grovel a bit to Arnold. He keeps telling me I'm fired. But you know, this cat comes back, and I know he'll forgive me... eventually.

Home sweet home! It's good to be back in the apartment after two weeks away (and the cats inform me that they are very pleased to be in familiar surroundings again as well). Vegas is a fun place to visit and it was beautifully warm and most importantly dry, but it isn't somewhere I'd want to live forever.

I didn't just go to escape the wet. The old man sent me there on a case and it was a profitable visit in more ways than one. Not only did I score with the job, but I did quite well at the casinos too - as if I could go to Vegas and not gamble! Arnold wasn't too impressed, but he knows me too well to get really annoyed. Besides, I didn't play until after my work was done and I used my own money.

( Hiro )