[ It's not actually the gym proper that Kurt's aiming for. The business is the an easy landmark, though, and an easy jump to where he's decided they ought to carry on. (That fact that such a decision has been made... Oof. He'll fuss with it later, if need be.)
Kurt picks a high vantage point on the gym, and moves right away once he spots the other man. It's a situation in which teleportation is useful, surely, and Kurt's execution is smooth and well-practiced. He appears beside Deadpool in a burst of smoke and noise, grabbing him before vanishing again, and the pair ultimately manifests in a largely empty warehouse space, the closed-off back half of the building that also houses the gym.
There are numerous contraptions--bars, trapeze swings, rings--suspended from the ceiling, and the floor beneath them is covered with thin, sturdy mats. Kurt both forcefully pushes Wade's shoulder and pulls his feet out from under with his tail, aiming to send him tumbling to said mats. ]
Because you're eventually going to depower, die, and come back. Apparently people here don't immediately remember anything from their time here when that happens.
A 'things I need to know' list left for yourself could come in handy.
[ God, give him an excuse to publicly whip Wade. He might actually enjoy it. ]
[Wade is a tumble of legs and arms as Kurt expertly catches him off balance. Although it's not so hard as he's never been teleported before and so that alone is taking him for a loop. Nevermind Wolverine Origins and will.i.am and Baraka-pool. That movie must never be spoken of.
Sputtering and butt bouncing a few times on the mat as he slows, he looks up at Kurt with a positively shit-eating grin.] Better now that you just bamfed me. I've never gotten bamfed before! [And he's already tearing off his shirt from his spot on the mat, clearly expecting even better things on the horizon. But it is a pretty stellar day so far!]
I did manage to be in the military long enough to get to special forces. Still got dishonorably discharged eventually. So maybe not so different. Hotter though.
It's just a part of your playful banter. It's what makes Logan and you, you. Plus the Canadian Army and the X-men are a little different, I think. Not that I would really know that for sure, seeing as you fucks would never let me join.
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