Who: wade wilson&OTA Where: left side of the beach When: daytime Why: cause he is here Open: sure Rating: Medium/High
Wade was,for perhaps a whole three 3 seconds,rendered speechless as he gazed around the new,unfamilier,terrority.When he saw no sign of stryker,his targets,or the others his eyes instantly narrowed.
He knew only one person capable of relocation him that fast "john!"he growled loud enough to be heard as he started to stomp down the beach "son of a bitch this isnt funny"he informed anyone who would listen "damn teleporter you put me back right the hell now" his words appearntly went on deaf ears as he paused,tensing up just incase john decided to pop out of thin air as he was fond of doing from time to time.
However at the sound of footsteps wade whirled,reaching for his swords at the exact same time and twirled them with an air of ease anf familierty eyeing the stranger,and they would find one sword pressed against their throat "who are you,wheres stryker?what is this place?"he demanded