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notbaraka ([info]notbaraka) wrote in [info]no_good_deed,
Now that was new. Someone actually showing him what would, in the merc world, pass for concern? Usually when he showed up at someone's house and did his Jim West impression, people spat at him. "Wicky wild wild." Or they called the cops. Wankers. But this was an entirely different situation. He was being invited inside the mansion for tea and crumpets! medical attention? Unnecessary but surprisingly nice. "Wow. Is this what it's like to be one of the goodie-two-shoes? Knee capping charlie and free health care? Welcome to Obama's America!" Deadpool looked from the pathetic excuse for a mutant pinned to the roof of the mansion and then back to Ororo. She was passing the buck off to the see through chica. "Fuckin' hardcore." Wade spun the gun on his index finger and slipped it back into his holster.

"Well I could use a lollipop. And Pesci knows it's been ages since someone told me to turn my head and cough. Fingers crossed that your sawbones has KY for the thermometer. I've been clenching since I iced those fruitcakes on the front lawn." Deadpool stooped low and tapped the nerve dampener on the forehead. "Try to keep the death rattle to a minimum. Kay?"

"Alllllllllrighty then." Deadpool stood and turned his back on the mutant and walked toward Ororo. "Let's go see this Croaker of yours." As Deadpool passed the transparent girl, he looked back at the muscles readily visible. "Nice gluts." He gave her a thumbs up and started for the stairwell. Hopefully Gray Bush would show up and lead him in the right direction. "You guys got hot pockets?"

((OOC: Would you like to keep going from here or should we start a new thread? Or just hand wave it and say it happened?))


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