<strong>Logan (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=112944.msg4914738#msg4914738) chats with Hanuka</strong><br/><br/>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/01/Teen_Logan_small.JPG)<br/><br/>"Take it easy, Rogers.  See you around, Barton," said Logan as they went on their way.  Two stand-up guys.  He had a feeling he'd be fighting side-by-side with them again some day.  "I owe ya.  Big time.  You ever need a hand, say the word."<br/><br/>He turned to Hanuka.  "As for you...  I've had other dudes back me up, but I've never had a babe help me out in a fight.  Thanks for that."  He reached out and touched her hand.<br/><br/>"Means a lot... Hanuka-<strong><em>chan</em></strong>."  He said it like he was well aware of the meaning behind it, the acknowledgement of attraction.<br/><br/>"You have nice moves.  Being able to handle yourself in a crowd, you must practice<em>randori</em>."  He referred to the aikido exercises of facing multiple opponents, a requirement for high level practitioners.<br/><br/>He held her fingers firmly, bringing his other hand up so those fingers were on top of the back of her hand.  He caressed her gently from her knuckles to her wrist.  His eyebrow raised quizzically at the texture.  He saw a perfectly smooth, feminine hand, but that's not what he felt.<br/><br/>"Are you... like me?" he asked.  "Are you... different too?"<br/><br/>