13354/Maybe he should just set up shop here.

Maybe he should just set up shop here.
Date of Scene:	22 May 2021
Location:	McAnally's Pub
Synopsis:	Harry Dresden, Wizard meet Wade Wilson, Merc with a Mouth. The two exhcanged a few almost niceties and moved on.
Cast of Characters:	Harry Dresden, Deadpool

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Harry Dresden has posed:
Enough money for a steak sandwich and custom brew is difficult to pass up. Currently Harry is sitting at the counter and savoring said steak sandwich. Someone his size sticks out in any crowds. People are dispersed around the room same as the odd, but meaningful layout of the room. Everyone seems to be pretty much keep to themselves or the tables nearest them.

Deadpool has posed:
Deadpool opens the door and looks in his eyes squinting from the change of light he takes a step in to get on of those grumpy looks from Mac himself. Deadpool wore a head to toe constume that wielded several guns, and two blades though what he was being looked at is the large chainsaw with the silver blade that was in his hands. With a sigh wade puts it down in the doorway, the low-jac system he had in place guarded him from theft as he would hunt down anyone stupid enough to do so.

He moves in further though he has weapons so did most people in here in one way or another. He spots the man eating at the Bar, "From the description you must be Dresden." he says as he approaches looking at the person infront of him. "Been looking for you since I seen your ad. Though not a bad place to end up." he takes seat with a seat between them open. "Lemonaid." he says to Mac before he quietly looks of at Harry again. "Wizards, jesh.." he says almost to himself to break the silence quickly, "First Vamps then Wizards... I hope it isn't little green men next."

Harry Dresden has posed:
Everyone glances at the new arrival, most pause at the sight of Deadpool and not a few eyebrows raise. Dresden takes a bite of his sandwich before looking at the entry. The sight of the merc with a mouth takes even the most stoic by surprise and this is a guy that spends his time mixing things up with all those nasty sorts Deadpool mentions.

Once he is approached and the matching description is confirmed he finally nods and replies,"I'm Dresden yes." He takes a drink of the home microbrew by the plate. He's not wary given where they are, but he does regard the new arrival with something akin to curiosity and potential disaster,"Vampires, wizards, and mercs oh my."

Deadpool has posed:
Wade gets his lemonade and drinks it quietly for a momnt. He smiles into his cup, "This isn't bad.." he adds before putting it down. "See the good thing with being a Merc, is that thing on the wall there. Don't mean much to me.. Vampire, Wizard, it is all the same." he shrugs a bit, "It's rather freeing not having to care about any of it really. No A-hole in a big hat to tell me I need to do something." and calmly takes another drink. Mac gives him a warning look, but still doesn't say anything, though Deadpool doesn't do anything either for now.

"See.. about a month ago, or two. I lost my memories. Magic stuff, a curse by a witch nasty stuff. But see it dragged me into this magic hole that I keep getting surrouded by more and more of you. So now I got to figure out which of you are worth keeping, or dropping for some spare change." he stops takes a drink,

"So I am going to ask.. Did Willow make a deal with you? You holding something on her?" he asks calmly, but that expression-full mask shows a slanted serious look. He was still, and calm with a low voice asking though he had not made any violent actions yet. If someone was using her to do something he knew it could get bad, but he waited as he wanted to hear the words.

Harry Dresden has posed:
There is a soft snort at the mention of the sign not meaning anything to him,"Keep telling yourself that." he mutters, but doesn't want to engage that line either way. Mac can handle pretty much anything. Though Harry doesn't know exactly what Mac is, he's solid in the camp of Mac is something bigger and badder than most.

Listening to everything that Deadpool has to say, he takes a bite of the sandwich and chews thoughtfully. His face is neutral as he listens to the words that are stated. Chasing the bite with beer he shakes his head,"I haven't made deals with Willow and even if I had, there is privacy laws and such things. Using her might be an intersting way to get yourself killed. She's got a lot of untapped potential that could cause problems."

Deadpool has posed:
The man nods quietly and listens, whether it was the truth or not fell to his cracked mental processes, but either way it ment at least he wasn't going to have to do anything to this random person he just found. He wasn't getting paid so really didn't want to, but somethings needed to just be done, and some people needed to be removed from the board so here he was. "Good.. Good answer though you are right. Something is going on out there.. I can smell it." he points to his nose with a grin.

He stops to take another sip, "And about Willow, nothing comes without a price. You live hard enough you will realize that if you don't already." he stops looking at Harry, "If your not it the it must be someone else." though he doesn't say directly why he is looking. "I will believe you for now, call it you remind me of someone, but for now there are too many others it could be." he reaches down and the man behind the counter looks worried as that is right where his gun is. Though he reaches past it his hand moving to show if he were to draw his gun it would be quick.

He pulls out a Hello Kitty wallet, and undoes the velcro. Still with that serious look the wallet not breaking his stride for a minute. "Now if your lieing to me.. I will find you. It is much easier this way." he adds taking out a few dollars to put down infront of him. "That untapped potential is her own, and I don't like people poking around with my friend" he doesn't add the s as he didn't have that many.

Harry Dresden has posed:
Another bite of the sandwich, Dresden is mindful of the potential that Deadpool presents. He listens to the other man and shakes his head a little. It's never dull anymore. He knows he's been threatened, but it is not really worth too much to him. It's Saturday, the night is still young. Maybe it will be the worst of the night, but probably not.

"You are right about the price. There is always a price. I will try to find a day I can catch up to her and see if there is anything attached to her." he assures the other man. Another bite of his sandwich and he lets the man continue to talk. The Hello Kitty wallet doesn't even get a raised brow. At this point, anything is possible with this guy,"Anything else I can do for you?"

Deadpool has posed:
Deadpool nods, "You would do that?" stopping to look at him again he gives the man another look over. "Well then maybe your not so bad after all." he chuckles again, "Be honest your way easier to talk to the that British guy, a bit too much in love with the hellfire if you get what I mean." Wade cackles a bit though puts the wallet away, and nods to Mac, "It really was good.." he points out as he actually ment it, though he then turns looking at Harry once again. "You do that your right with me. Maybe the list of Wizards to keep goes up one more."

With a flick of his wrist there is a card in his hand, though with knowledge of 'stage magic' there was prob a dispenscer in his glove, or wrist area that it came out of since he didn't use magic. He puts it down on the counter for him to grab if he wants it. "A way to contact me when it is done. I may be threatening but that is to those who are on the other side. Who that is can just get mixed up at times." he grins a bit more again, "If ya need a job done though, it is always nice to have someone who isn't there to ask questions." he shrugs turning around to head out. "Call if ya need.. But remember what you offered." giving a wave as he is heading towards the door.

Harry Dresden has posed:

A nod as he takes another bite of sandwich. He raises a finger to Mac to make another to take with him. Once he's done with that bite he tells Deadpool,"British sorts tend to be that way. There's nothing for it." As the other departs he eases a little knowing the potential for disaster is going with him,"I'll get on that and keep the card around. There might be a time I need it." Heaven help everyone if there comes a time the wizard needs the services of Deadpool.