Wade 'Deadpool' Wilson (
mouthy_merc) wrote2009-02-20 11:25 am
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Apartment Above Wellspring Arms, Friday Evening
Deadpool had a mission. A mission that didn't involve black suits, fedoras and sunglasses, nor blues.
...maybe next time.
He was on a mission to get some damn sex. So there he was, waiting around in Nate's bed--grenade free and weapons all carefully put away--and getting bored. Where the hell was a know it all mutant messiah when you need them?
[[For the only guy there.]]
...maybe next time.
He was on a mission to get some damn sex. So there he was, waiting around in Nate's bed--grenade free and weapons all carefully put away--and getting bored. Where the hell was a know it all mutant messiah when you need them?
[[For the only guy there.]]
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Another deep, dragging sigh. Nate closed his eyes and let the back of his head bump against the pillow a couple of times.
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"Sure," Nate said, "Why not."
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