( the card that wade is treated to has a picture in it, a moment of a scene, the card simply signed "moiraine". the picture is angled behind her, stockinged legs laid out towards the camera, dark hair splayed across a bare back with her head between a pair of legs.
enjoy, wade. and if he turns over the picture it'll have her network handle on in case he'd like to find her. @ moiraine )
[He's no idea who Moiraine is, but after seeing that photo he can't think of anything else but finding out! Clearly, she's really into him if she's sending him Valentine's like this! He doesn't remember anything like what's happening in the picture, but maybe he'd been drugged? Which is a fucking shame that would be!]
Have we met? By chance? Name's Wade Wilson? Also go by Deadpool?
( it takes her a moment to respond, to figure out how to open the picture, to stop furiously blushing. because whilst it's a nondescript angle... she recognises herself )
Honestly, that was a pretty tame description compared to what I usually go with. See you there?
[Wade's already getting ready, tossing on the nicer clothes he had. Which still weren't much, but he looks slightly less homeless at least when he reaches the bar.]
( he's left waiting there a little while before moiraine arrives, not because she isn't on her way but because it takes moiraine a little while to find the place, still gathering her bearings and not having a clue as to where many places are.
she doesn't visit bars and this is definitely her first time stepping foot into the place. it's very different from any inn she's taken a room in before, careful steps walking her around the place.
and then moiraine sees him, or what she assumes is him. pretty tame might be apt considering how scarred her is, unless she'd found the wrong person )
[He's in the middle of sipping on the beer he'd ordered while he waited. It's not going to get him drunk with his metabolism, but it seems the thing to do. He nearly spits some out when she approaches and says his name.] That's me! Moiraine, right? [He thinks he's said it right.
Wade gestures to the space across from him in the booth he's sat in.]
Sure, why not? I like to live recklessly! At least we're meeting in a public place rather than like a back alley or something. I've done that, well, a few times. [He's not terribly concerned with his own safety.]
So, that Valentine picture, huh? Pretty crazy. Pretty crazy... [He looks off somewhat wistfully.]
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