Unnatural Klutz (Logan.)

Everyone once in a while, Logan's workout routine involved running a couple of miles, especially when the weather allowed. Even though he is more of a pumping iron kind of guy, Logan enjoys a little cardio every now and then. The run around campus went smoothly and even allowed the Cajun to release the stresses of schoolwork and other ordeals that Hammel offered. After finishing up his final lap, Logan trotted back toward the gym in order to get to the locker room, take a shower, and get changed so he could continue on with the rest of his day. But a sudden collision with another male who seemingly came out of nowhere threw a temporary wrench in his planned routine.

Logan harmlessly crashed to the floor due to the impact and accidentally let a few profanities slip as a result. He looked up to the other boy involved and took his hand. With his help, he hoisted himself back to his feet. "Don' worry 'bout it," he replied to the apology.

The boys blue eyes were one of the first features Logan noticed. Next came the hair, facial features, and everything below the neck. Logan's shirtless body glistened with a thin layer of sweat and he let off a subtle musk that's typical of a guy who has been running for a couple of miles. He wiped his sweaty hands on his black athletic shorts before looking back up to the boy's face. "Are you new here?" he asked kindly. "I don' think I've seen ya 'round here before." Logan had been at Hammel for a while now and was surprised, but not shocked, to see someone he didn't recognize or notice at least once before.

The prolonged silence that occurred gave Logan an uneasy feeling. At first, he thought the boy wasn't going to say anything at all, which would have been rather awkward. Logan isn't quite used to people ignoring or in this case, delaying his attempts at socializing. It came as a bit of a shock, but he was extremely relieved to finally hear the boy respond. "We've all been new here at least once, I know how ya feel."

Logan took the initiative to send out his hand for a formal handshake. He even offered up a gentle, friendly smile to ease the tension he was beginning to feel. "I'm Logan, Logan Castille," he said proudly, "and you are?"

After introducing himself, Logan felt an obligation to show the new guy around. As a senior who knew Hammel like the back of his hand and a frequent visitor to the gym and all that it offers, there was no reason why he couldn't take a few minutes out of the day to show him around. It's the least he could do. "So, yeah, this is the gym," he began to explain while pointing in various directions, "and over there's the girls' locker room and that one's for the guys'. Oh, there's also a pool right over yonder. It's quite relaxing when the swim team isn't occupying it."

In the meantime, Logan slowly began to make his way toward the boys' locker room. His body language didn't suggest that he was trying to get away from Odion, but expressed that he should come along. He even gave the boy and inviting wave to show that he didn't want to ditch him or anything like that.

"Odion," Logan said to himself to help his brain encode the name to his memory, "I like it. It's very different." Like raging river, nicknames began to fill his mind. Odi. Odin. O. He was about to ask which nickname the boy would prefer, but Logan thought that would be rude. Besides, most nicknames are not adopted by choice. He would just have to use the nickname and gauge the reaction, which always sparks up interesting conversations.

"Yeah, the pool's nice." Logan talked as he walked, but after hearing Odion's next comment and glancing back to see the boy's sly grin, he subtly came to a halt. "You don' have to watch me," he mentioned with a bit a playful counter-flirtation in his tone, "but I can't stop ya if you really wanted to. I don' own the place." There was a short pause before speaking up again. "I don' want ya to get lonely."

He walked in the locker room unaware if Odion would follow or now and opened his locker. He removed a towel, the clothing he was supposed to change in to, and swim trunks that was thrown in the mix. A lot of times, Logan will go for a swim after a long workout, so it was common for him to pack a pair of swim trunks. "Hey, Odi," he called out loud, "if you want, I can give ya a first hand experience of how amazing the pool actually is!" Logan began slowly removing his dirty clothing and waited patiently for his new friend's response.

"Well, yeah, 'cause there ain't nobody else around to keep ya company," Logan said in reference to Odion's question about being lonely. In all actuality, Logan is the one that didn't want to be alone. He likes to be around people, especially people who took the opportunity to try flirting with him. The boy's sexual orientation became a pressing question that soon plagued his mind, but he decided to let it wait. The fact that he started flirting meant that he had at least some interest in guys, right? Either way, there was no doubt that Logan thought that Odion was cute. He had a boyish yet mature charm definitely had Logan on the edge of his seat so to speak.

A short lived frown appeared on Logan's face after hearing of Odion's lack of swim trunks. "We don't have to go for a swim now, we can always come back later." Logan finished changing and decided to skip the shower phase for now. He had deodorant and cologne to hide his scent, which really wasn't too bad considering the circumstance. He stuffed the rest of his belongings in an athletic bag and emerged from the locker room wearing a maroon t-shirt, khaki shorts, black tennis shoes. His hair was a mess, but still looked good, almost like it was messed up on purpose.

"Ya' know, if you really wanted, we could head back to your dorm, grab your swim suit and come back. It wont take too long. Also, it don' sound like anyone's in the pool right now." It quickly became obvious that Logan really wanted to swim with Odion. There are plenty of reasons, or excuses, he could use to justify why he wants to swim so much, but the real reason is that he wanted to get to know the new kid.

When Odion pointed out that he didn't take a shower, a smirk appeared on Logan's face.. "I didn't wanna be rude and keep ya waitin'. I don' take quick showers." Logan is just too nice to keep him waiting for a long period of time. His nice, warm personality makes it easy to warm up to people, even people who aren't very receptive of his kindness. It's one of the main reasons why he stopped to talk to Odion to begin with instead of getting up and walking off after crashing into him.

He gave the ginger a playful elbow nudge before walking toward the doors to exit the gym. As he walked, he couldn't help but shout, "No swim suit? What are you? A communist?" Logan refused to stop walking but made sure to motion Odion to come along. "I'm sure I have an old swim suit you can slip in to if you'd like." He smirked for a moment at the thought. Hopefully Odi likes superheroes!

It wasn't long before the thought of powers emerged in his mind. They were at a school for "special" human beings after all. "Hey, I know this is a touchy subject for some people, but what's your power?" The way he asked the question was rather blunt, but his tone sounded sincere. After all the years he's spent at Hammel, he knew how to handle the sometimes dreaded "powers" conversations. He also learned to expect the unexpected. For all he knows, little Odion could be a living nuclear weapon.

"That's true," Logan remarked in reference to everyone at Hammel having powers as he walked and talked. "I can..." Before he was able to finish his sentence, he was surprised to see that Odion had almost magically appeared in front of him. "I can... not do anything as cool as that!" Logan's face lit up with shock, excitement, and curiosity all at the same time. "That was amazing!" He gave Odion a corny thumbs up and a pat on the back before he continued walking again. "All I can do is break things down in to dust," he said casually like it was no big deal. "I'd demonstrate for ya, but I don' exactly have anything I want to break at the moment."

As they made their way into Logan's hallway, he pointed out his room (which is right next door to Rhett's dorm by the way). "Good ole dorm 501. This is it," he said as he unlocked the door with a key he fumbled from his pocket, "welcome to paradise!" Logan walked in and looked around. "Looks like none of the roommates are home. We can chill here for a little bit before we leave if you'd like." He maneuvered over to his section of the room, which was rather neat and organized despite just moving in recently. Expensively electronic devices and other trinkets sat on his nightstand right beside his wallet and a framed picture of his parents. He opened his closet and at the bottom was a small section of drawers. Upon opening one he grabbed several swim trunks and threw them on his bed. The small collections consisted of Batman, Superman, The Avengers, White, and Black. "Take your pick," he mentioned, but I personally think you'd look good in this!" He held up a pair of Spider-Man swim trunks and supported a face that practically begged Odion to choose them.

Logan grabbed his current favorite pair, Iron Man, and hastily entered the bathroom to change. He emerged changed and ready to go with a towel for himself and another for Odion. "We are goin' swimmin' right? I didn' get changed for nothin' did I?" He then sat down on the edge of his bed and scratched his bare chest. "Oh, I was curious, you know how to swim, right?" He paused for a moment and hoped he wasn't asking a stupid question. "I mean, you don't have a swim suit, so I umm... just assumed maybe, uh..." Well, maybe it was a stupid question.

Logan's eyes consistently peered up and down Odion's more exposed body. He wasn't obnoxious about it, but it was very obvious. There were moments where he couldn't help but stare. Logan always enjoyed a little eye candy. "So... you don' know how to swim?" Logan asked again to confirm his suspicion. "Well, I'm more than willin' to teach ya." He got up with a grin and gave one of Odion's nipples a painless, playful pinch. "Don' worry, I wont let ya drown."

A quick laugh made its escape as Odion commented on the fact that Logan chose not to change in front of him. "Well, I thought you were one of those people who're squeamish about nudity or something since ya didn' follow me into the locker room, so I decided to try not to scare ya by changing in front of you in here." He shrugged his shoulders, stood up, and tossed Odion a towel before heading to the door. "By the way," he mentioned before entering the hall, "yer lookin' good. Spider-Man is definitely your hero."

Once they arrived to the pool, Logan set his towel and other belongings a safe distance away from the water to ensure they wouldn't get soaked. "Well, aren't we lucky! Nobody's here right now!" he shouted as he walked toward the water. He let himself down in the shallow end of the pool and looked back toward Odion. "You comin'? The water's not too cold. It feels pretty good." His arms held the side of the pool as he patiently waited for Odion to get in. If the boy really didn't know how to swim, Logan knew he had to keep his eyes on him.