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Gretel (_gretel) wrote in makebelievelog,
@ 2013-07-08 14:38:00

Who: Hansel, Gretel, and later Wade/Deadpool
What: Hangover Cures and First Meetings
When: Morning/Breakfast time
Where: Their room, then the Castle Dining hall
Rating/Warnings: Low/some bad language
Status: In progress

What a fucking night - and probably the first she'd ever thought that when there hadn't been spells or village brawls or a hundred witches trying to cut her heart out of her chest. It'd been more than draining, but in a way she was completely fine with handling. As always, Gretel woke with the sun, but even in the thick feather bed in a lavish castle room, she hadn't felt safe or even comfortable until last night. All because of the man snoring on the floor beside the bed.

She'd stepped gingerly over him like she'd done a million times before, and after gently making sure he was still breathing, went about getting dressed. Not the thin summer shirt or coarse denim she'd been forcing herself to get used to. Not the flimsy underthings that had wires that dug into her ribs whenever she lifted the crossbow. Maybe for solidarity's sake, or the fact that she simply was much more comfortable, after a shower (one of the definite pluses of this time period), she worked herself into her boots, the leather pants, cotton shirt, gauntlets, and yes, even the bodice. When Hansel began to stir, she was sitting on the edge of her bed, weaving her hair.

"He lives," she said with a distinct smile in her voice.

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_gretel
2013-07-09 05:17 am UTC (link)

He happened to catch her mid-bite, a piece of toast half wrapped around her lips, which broke into a smile of greeting briefly before being covered by her free hand, for the sake of manners, you see. She still had them, after all, even if they were subconscious scraps of a childhood she barely remembered. She doubted her brother ever really had them at all.

"Thank you," she chuckled warmly, once she made sure there were no crumbs on her face. The compliment was accepted without premise, as Gretel didn't automatically associate her attire with anything out of the ordinary, and she likely looked much less stressed now that Hansel had shown up, as she'd told Wade last night.

"Of course I don't mind, I've been looking for you, actually." The heel of her boot caught the wrung of the chair beside her and nudged it outward so he could sit. "Hansel's ogling the mountain of food, he'll be back shortly."

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burnthemall
2013-07-09 07:40 am UTC (link)

'Back shortly' was about two seconds after Gretel spoke, Hansel having filled the plate with anything that would fit -minus the eggs, his stomach wasn't ready to accept eggs. He still had a piece of bacon hanging from his mouth when he sat.

"The last thing I ate was Ben's sad excuse for oats, don't start with me, woman." There was no heat in it, as usual. Just another one of the twins harmless teasing. Chewing through his bacon, Hansel just regarded Gretel's friend quickly, taking in the exceptionally strange clothes and the mask and just raising an eyebrow.

"Who's your friend?" Why did Gretel always make such strange friends?

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bigmouthmerc
2013-07-10 04:46 am UTC (link)

"You do know we live on the same floor right? I'm in 5a." He reminded her with a smirk, just being a smartass because he knew she could handle it and could sass him back just as well. Or better.

"I'm excited to meet him. So long as he doesn't kick my ass for flirting with his sister." Wade would have winked but well, you know. "Oh right, you were looking for me about the thing right? The healy thing we talked about? That might be an... interesting breakfast subject."

Wade rolled up his mask to just over the bridge of his nose and tucked into his breakfast and of course, his coffee, while they waited all of a couple seconds for the other to join them.

"Wade Wilson," he said to the other before Gretel could speak, leaning forward and sticking out his hand. "Heard a bit about you. Good to put a face to the name."

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_gretel
2013-07-10 05:09 am UTC (link)

Before Hansel arrived with his breakfast, Gretel kept an eye on him from around Wade's shoulder. Maybe to make sure he didn't get lost, or get grumbly with one of the other castle residents, but mostly because she felt very uneasy letting him out of her sight just yet. When her masked company spoke again, mentioning flirtations and his constant proximity to her room, one thin brow nudged up over the other, tugging with it the same corner of her mouth as if the two were connected by an invisible string. The look carried both amusement and challenge, and was warm in nature. It was a mien that went well with her dark little chuckle and said It's your funeral.

Back to watching her brother round the cooked meats, she nodded. Wade had a very good point; Hansel really didn't like when people knew about his affliction. Best not to spring it on him. "Don't worry about that right now," she told Wade, letting her eyes slide back to his face -or, the mask, anyway - leaning forward on the table to keep the words between them. "For now, just let me bring that up."

When Hansel sat back down with them, she helped herself to a piece of his bacon, prepared to bat away any counter-measure in the process.

"This is the mercenary I told you about," she told him casually.

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burnthemall
2013-07-10 04:58 pm UTC (link)

It took a minute really, between all the crazy that Gretel had dropped and the few names she'd mentioned, Hansel took a little minute to attach 'Wade' to 'mercenary that got me drunk' from his fuzzy memory of the previous night.

"Right, yeah," he took the hand offered on automatic response. "I think she told me good things." Hansel said, chewing around a piece of bacon and glaring at Gretel's thievery. "You know that I can remember."

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bigmouthmerc
2013-07-14 03:01 am UTC (link)

Wade smiled under the mask and glanced at Gretel, giving Hansel's hand a firm shake in his grip before letting go and sitting down again.

"She told ya good things huh? Well I'm glad. I'm a pretty awesome dude though so I don't doubt she said awesome things." He teased. "You can't see it but I gave a playful wink."

He set back to his meal, finishing it off like a guy who hadn't seen a good meal in weeks. In truth, he was a horrible cook at best and was used to chimichangas and food from places that were considered greasy spoons. Or were 7-11s. This place? Paradise as far as he was concerned.

"So... what are you guys gonna do now?"

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_gretel
2013-07-18 08:16 pm UTC (link)

Undeterred by her brother's dagger-look, Gretel suppressed a snort of amusement around her ill-gotten bacon, but kept the lion's share of her attention mostly fixed on her breakfast.

"One thing at a time," she answered Wade's general question to both of them. Dealing with their monetary situation was just one notch on a long list of things that had to be addressed, now that Hansel had shown up. Her eyes flicked up to Wade, then her twin after she sneaked another small bite of toast, catching any crumbs left on her lips with the back of her hand.

"After you've got your head back on right, we can show you around. Probably wait to go into the city."

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