Freedomtown IC

( PRIVATE TO LUKE )

Hey, you. I saw your wi Jessica showed up with your daughter. Figured I'd check in on you. See how everything's going. Friendly reminder that I'm here to listen if you need to talk to someone.

( PRIVATE TO WILLOW )

Just put me out of my misery, Will.

( PRIVATE TO FAITH )

Is there anything to punch here? :(

I've been sent to timeout.

Why am I still being treated like a child, when I'm a damn mother?


Luke?

Yeah, I'm definitely going to be late for work tomorrow....

Is there anyone here that can perform a wedding? Your religion doesn't matter. We just want to get married.

Does this have anything to do with the aliens that attacked New York or is this a different kind of weird?

Alright, everyone... we need a roundup of how many people went missing, and who they are. Wilson says he has a lead on who's behind this, and while that son of a bitch is crazy as hell, I'm inclined to believe him.

Let's get this together and go get our people back.

No place like space to raise a child, they say.

At least, that's what I've heard.

Anyway, I'm Jessica Jones, superhero, mom, and kickass wife. I came up here to help out my husband Luke Cage. Also, I have my daughter, Danielle, with me.

And before you ask, no Wilson, you can't babysit. Ever.

So, I decided to come back up here for a while. How's everything going up here?

Who: Luke Cage and Deadpool, OT anyone defending Knowhere from within
Where: Mar-Vell Memorial Park, Knowhere
When: Noon
What: Cage and Wade rally the troops
Rating: Medium (possible language)


The sight of Deadpool and Luke Cage standing together, preparing for combat, would usually be a hell of a sight. Two seasoned warriors, two of the toughest men alive, and two men who've proven to be damn-near unkillable.

Again... it would USUALLY be a hell of a sight. If, you know, Deadpool wasn't standing there in full costume but wearing Rambo gear, complete with headband, bandoleer, and big-ass knife.

"ALLLLLLRIGHT everyone! We're gonna beat some ass here today. Not in the sexy Fifty Shades way either. I'm talking some legit ass-whoopin'. Me and my partner Luke here..."

Cage interupted him: "We're not partners, Wilson."

"CORRECTION. Me and my good friend Luke here..."

"Wilson, we're not friends. Never WILL be."

"Sure we are. Anyhoo. Me and my friend Luke here are gonna lead you all into some serious defense of our little Home Away From Home here. If the Baddoon get through the defenses and into Knowhere? We're gonna hit 'em with whatever we got. Fists, feet, knives, guns, rubber chickens, S&M floggers... whatever you got, use it."

Cage cut him off with a grumble.

"What this fool's trying to say is... thanks for fighting with us. Use any means of combat you're comfortable with, just be safe and look out for each other."