Office Hours, Monday

[mouthy_merc]

Deadpool was in his office, being... Vice Principaly. Or something.

He still wasn't entirely sure what that meant other than plotting to take over the island for some nefarious purpose. So he was reading horrible RPS again.

It was starting to be a habit here, people.


[[Warning: super SP until done with work!]]

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[puppy_fair]

There was a Zack in Deadpool's doorway. He was all... bouncy. And Zack-y. Which was pretty much a given at this point, wasn't it?

"Hey, Deadpool!" Grin. Grin. Happy wave. The usual. "We were going to do sparring or something like that sometime, right?"

Bounce. Grin some more. Ooze energy. If people could harness that, there'd be no need for mako reactors in Midgar.

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"Keeping out of trouble?" Nate asked, poking his head in somewhere near the middle of the day.

"Trouble," Jan echoed. Then added: "Arrpees!"

She'd been yelling that all day. Nate was trying not to think about it.

[veryverypopular.livejournal.com]

There was a light knocking on the door, followed by a call of "Mr. Vice Principal Deadpool, sir?"

[badassfullback.livejournal.com]

Riggins was as dumb as Sam Winchester sometimes was still annoyed by radio the other night and decided to bitchface talk to the man responsible.

The bitchface was in full force when he got to Deadpool's office.

[icecoldfrost]

Emma had questions. Emma did not like having questions, she liked answers.

"Who are you?" she asked, standing in the doorway. "And how the bloody hell do you know anything about me?"