05-26-2005, 04:21 AM
âFinally, someone had the guts tâ knock him out cold.â Paige muttered under her breath, it wasnât a secret that Paige hadnât been a big fan of Logan. Try as she might to befriend the off Standish man it just hadnât seem to take to Paigeâs particular brand of southern charm. Though as he was carried away Paige wondered what sort of mood heâd be waking up in and if he might want to exact revenge for being disgraced in front of a crowded room of people.
Upon Victoriaâs request Paige hesitantly looked around at the group, her gaze landing on Iron Fist. âYuh up for playinâ babysitter?â She asked the older man while she discreetly peeled away the skin on her hands to revert them back to their normal appearance, after all Quicksilver didnât seem like heâd be harming anyone other then Logan. Turning her gaze back towards Victoria she gave the older woman a small smirk. âMe mind? Not a bit, ah think yuhâve got everything covered out here so ah might as well make mahself useful.â Paige replied, quickly making her way towards the doorway in which Logan had been drug off into.
Upon Victoriaâs request Paige hesitantly looked around at the group, her gaze landing on Iron Fist. âYuh up for playinâ babysitter?â She asked the older man while she discreetly peeled away the skin on her hands to revert them back to their normal appearance, after all Quicksilver didnât seem like heâd be harming anyone other then Logan. Turning her gaze back towards Victoria she gave the older woman a small smirk. âMe mind? Not a bit, ah think yuhâve got everything covered out here so ah might as well make mahself useful.â Paige replied, quickly making her way towards the doorway in which Logan had been drug off into.
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