wholeworldoutthere: (not laughing anymore)
Klaus ([personal profile] wholeworldoutthere) wrote2013-02-19 06:41 am
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February 14

Klaus needs to tear something to pieces.

Preferably someone, and preferably every single person that had a hand in Finn's death, and everyone that's ever made Caroline feel quite so insecure, and think quite so lowly of herself.

Of course, neither one of these options is going to happen.

So he heads over to Level 3, because it's usually the least populated floor, and to the nearest sparring room. It is thankfully empty, and he starts laying into the punching bag without wrapping up his knuckles and without a care for the bag or for his hands. He can't think of anything more clichéd than letting steam out on a punching bag, but it's either that or going on a rampage, tearing through throats and drinking his fill from the next ten persons he runs into.

He'd rather be a cliché than risk Caroline's and his life.
ohsnikt: (buh?)

[personal profile] ohsnikt 2013-02-22 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Logan knows a direct line to his jugular when somebody's making one. He drops low and counters, grabbing Klaus around the waist. To his chagrin, the claws do pop; he doesn't want to dignify this horse's ass as a legitimate threat, but there you have it.

He throws Klaus off in the direction he'd been going, and rushes him claws first, aiming for an arm or a hand. Wouldn't it just serve him right to lose a finger for pissing off the wrong guy?