[Wade waits for Harley, but it's really hard! He wants to start stabbing things. He's waiting, chilling in a hot tub off to the corner. He doesn't have his suit on, that would have been even more conspicuous than his scars. His scars do have the added bonus that most people actively avoid looking at him, which makes it relatively easy to sneak in his guns and blades that are now hidden under a few towels just behind him. He reaches for a cocktail he's ordered, some fruity euphemistically named drink, relaxing while he eyes the door.]
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Her blue eyes spot Deadpool immediately after she steps through the door, but she doesn't stare long, instead her attention finds a group of guys that - wait, she recoginses one of them. ]
Hey boys! Hold on! Alan! Is that you?!
[ Her entrance and the question grabs the attention of the group and 'Alan' quickly starts swearing like a sailor. ]
It's been so long! [ Off her robe goes onto a chair. ] I thought I told you last time we met that I didn't wanna see you around here again! [ She looks away from the group as one of the guys begins heading her way rather menacingly. Her words aren't to any of them or to Wade. ]
Back when I was with He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named, this guy used to be in charge of a buncha drug exports - the real fun stuff. Then his goons started snatching up little girls off the - [ A fist collides with her cheek, disrupting her from her reminiscing and sending her stumbling. ]
[When she walks in, Wade's cocktail slips right out of his hand and into the hot tub with a little 'sploosh!'. He's momentarily captivated by the performance and spectacle of it all that he doesn't move. He snaps out of it eventually when she spots the man in the group that she recognizes. The leader of the traffickers he's meant to kill, point of fact. Right. Job to do. He can do the job and ogle at the same time! Multi-tasking!
He reaches under his towels for his swords and guns, holsters, sheathes, and all. She's being distracting enough that not a soul notices him getting up and out of the pool in his Deadpool™ brand Speedo and padding over to them in his squelching flips flops, all the while finagling his weapons onto his person. It's only when the goon hits Harley that he makes his presence known, pulling out a gun and shooting said goon in the knee cap.] You were interrupting the lady's monologuing. VERY FUCKING RUDE!
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[ Her pale hand rubs at her cheek and jaw as she works it this way and that. An agitated glare is sent toward the injured goon. ]
Whose sayin' chivalry's dead? [ She offers Wade a wink and a grin that is equal parts amused and menacing. ]
You try to get everyone up to speed, and jackholes like this ruin it for everyone!
[ Heels click against the concrete as she moves back to where she had been standing, ignoring the now wailing goon that sank to his knees, and Alan's shouting orders and cursing about the "Ugly Asshole" (which Harley would like to remind the class of lizard people) and the "Clown Bitch" (also rude). She moves a bit closer into Wade's personal space bubble and tips her head to the side. ]
Nice speedo. I have too much imagination so that really works for you.
[ Is that a compliment or an insult? It's hard to tell with Harley most days.
Mr. Ouch My Knee starts getting louder, so the blonde spins and gives the guy's side of the head a rather impressive kick. ]
Uh-oh!
[ Out come the other goons' guns. ]
oh, hi! I know you. we played in games a couple years ago :) I'll add you right now.
[Consider him both amused and menaced! Although the menace is probably more directed at the goons. And poor unfortunate Alan. But maybe he wants to be menaced too? Why should they have all the fun?]
[He watches Harley as she comes over, very obviously staring at her rack.] Thanks? I've been working out. Wanted to show off my gains. [He's taking it as a compliment and not spending too much time contemplating it. Not that he's much time to do that now that the guns are coming out.]
Okay, foreplay's over. [He fires a shot into the head of 'Mr. Ouch My Knee'. Honestly, the screaming had been getting a little annoying, right? Wade spins in front of Harley to take any shots that might be heading their way while they readied themselves.] Let's get it on.
[He puts his gun back in its holster to pull out his katanas. Then he gets to work. Limbs are going to be flying and this pool water is going to need some serious cleaning. ]
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Her blue eyes spot Deadpool immediately after she steps through the door, but she doesn't stare long, instead her attention finds a group of guys that - wait, she recoginses one of them. ]
Hey boys! Hold on! Alan! Is that you?!
[ Her entrance and the question grabs the attention of the group and 'Alan' quickly starts swearing like a sailor. ]
It's been so long! [ Off her robe goes onto a chair. ] I thought I told you last time we met that I didn't wanna see you around here again! [ She looks away from the group as one of the guys begins heading her way rather menacingly. Her words aren't to any of them or to Wade. ]
Back when I was with He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named, this guy used to be in charge of a buncha drug exports - the real fun stuff. Then his goons started snatching up little girls off the - [ A fist collides with her cheek, disrupting her from her reminiscing and sending her stumbling. ]
looks good to me!
He reaches under his towels for his swords and guns, holsters, sheathes, and all. She's being distracting enough that not a soul notices him getting up and out of the pool in his Deadpool™ brand Speedo and padding over to them in his squelching flips flops, all the while finagling his weapons onto his person. It's only when the goon hits Harley that he makes his presence known, pulling out a gun and shooting said goon in the knee cap.] You were interrupting the lady's monologuing. VERY FUCKING RUDE!
👏🏻 if I write anything you are uncomf with feel free to PM me or jab me on plurk @susrien
Whose sayin' chivalry's dead? [ She offers Wade a wink and a grin that is equal parts amused and menacing. ]
You try to get everyone up to speed, and jackholes like this ruin it for everyone!
[ Heels click against the concrete as she moves back to where she had been standing, ignoring the now wailing goon that sank to his knees, and Alan's shouting orders and cursing about the "Ugly Asshole" (which Harley would like to remind the class of lizard people) and the "Clown Bitch" (also rude). She moves a bit closer into Wade's personal space bubble and tips her head to the side. ]
Nice speedo. I have too much imagination so that really works for you.
[ Is that a compliment or an insult? It's hard to tell with Harley most days.
Mr. Ouch My Knee starts getting louder, so the blonde spins and gives the guy's side of the head a rather impressive kick. ]
Uh-oh!
[ Out come the other goons' guns. ]
oh, hi! I know you. we played in games a couple years ago :) I'll add you right now.
[He watches Harley as she comes over, very obviously staring at her rack.] Thanks? I've been working out. Wanted to show off my gains. [He's taking it as a compliment and not spending too much time contemplating it. Not that he's much time to do that now that the guns are coming out.]
Okay, foreplay's over. [He fires a shot into the head of 'Mr. Ouch My Knee'. Honestly, the screaming had been getting a little annoying, right? Wade spins in front of Harley to take any shots that might be heading their way while they readied themselves.] Let's get it on.
[He puts his gun back in its holster to pull out his katanas. Then he gets to work. Limbs are going to be flying and this pool water is going to need some serious cleaning. ]