trouble [lilah&logan blitz]

Ripred had the humor of her brother in his prepubescent days.

Of all the people she could have seen in this place, it had to be none other than Logan Blackmore. The washed out career from a forgotten family, but something about him always seemed to drag her back to him. Almost as if Ripred were laughing down at her upon it's golden throne. Logan's still as much of a rugged beauty, the guy she remembered her father would absolutely never approve of, but isn't that what made things fun. A smile upon her lips as she approaches him in the public space of the square, where she's gone to grab a cup of the best and sweetest coffee she's ever tasted.

"Hey, pretty boy, nice to see you again."

Pascal and Iden would have ran off to do whatever emotionally stunted dumbasses go off to do. Alone in the square full of strangers, this is where she felt comfortable. No awful sexist father to tell her to be a lady. No brothers to tease the ever living crap out of her, despite her kicking their asses back to back. No mother to whine over the way she dresses. Only herself and a group of strangers that don't care enough about her appearance. Ignorance was bliss and she thrived there.

Except, Logan Blackmore is someone who keeps appearing in her life. Maybe he's always been around, but never as noticeable until the career tournament. The guy appears in the crowds of parties and training centers and all sorts of places. A sigh on her lips as she stares a little too long at those arms, well sculpted and strong. Eyes glance back to his eyes before she smirks at him.

"C'mon, get coffee with me?"