Logan smirks down at the man he has saran wrapped to the table. "I have a problem too-with killing people. The thing is, I only kill people that deserve it." He takes the small scalpel and presses it into the man's cheek, who screams at the top of his lungs as Logan takes a glass eyedropper and puts a drop of the man's blood onto a slide before placing the slide in his pocket. A trophy.
"Please-I'll give you anything you want!"
"The problem with that is," Logan drawls as he turns around. Which weapon to use? "The only thing I really want from you is to kill you." He feels like his favorite drill needs a break and picks up his dagger-simple, but effective nonetheless.
The man is sobbing now, but Logan lacks sympathy. And even if he was capable of being sympathetic, this man had gotten away with four different murders for lack of evidence and Logan wouldn't be wasting his sympathy on a murderer. Ironic, actually, considering the situation at hand. Placing a finger over his smirking lips, Logan says, "Shhh."
"Please!" The man sobs.
"Now you're just being annoying." Logan raises the dagger and plunges it into the man's chest-as an almost-doctor, he knows to aim for the aorta for a quick and easy death. A sigh escapes his lips as he realizes that now he has to clean up his mess. Of course, cleaning up his mess requires him to make a bigger mess first, so he's not exactly complaining.
This is really short but I'm uploading it anyway.