13565/A Deadpool in the park.

A Deadpool in the park.
Date of Scene:	28 June 2021
Location:	Skatepark - Salem Center
Synopsis:	Deadpool runs from responsibility, as Kit kills some vamps.
Cast of Characters:	Deadpool, Kit Killovarras

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Deadpool has posed:
As Deadpool walks in the park he is wearing the whole Deadpool gear. This means the standard red, and black outfit that covers him head to toe, and his weapons including pistols with heavier sub-machine guns, and two swords that stick up past his back. Standing next to him as he surveys the park are two really big mean looking individuals, and if someone can smell or sense them they do not seem to be quite human. They would smell of hellfire, and dead bodies, while he would of gunpowder and hot sauce. "Go.. Find them, and bring them to me.. Remember they must be uninjured so we can properly perform the test." he says to them in a confident tone before he snaps his fingers, and the people standing next to him just disapear.

They don' actually disapear, but move very fast, faster then any human as they take off to search the rest of the park, and Deadpool sighs to himself, and takes a seat at the bench. It is night, the dead of night as the moon is above them, and all the lights are on in the park for others 'safty'. The people with him are vampires, well demon infested people who appear to be vampires as they drink blood, etc, but he is just a 'normal' human other then his meta gene of course. He sits by himself right under a light looking board as he considers his next move.

The Vampires have moved away, and look to be a ways away even now as they are searching the distant parts of the part first looking for something, or someone that they seem to know. Right now the man sitting at the bench doesn't have any weapons out instead just sitting unarmed though the weapons are ob him he just smiles to himself with an idea, and starts humming to himself... It sounds like the "Coconuts" from Montey Python.

Kit Killovarras has posed:
Whether by a run of bad luck or a lack of sanity, there is an individual walking around the park tonight. Dressed in a large hoodie and jeans with a majority of his body covered, hood pulled up to conceal his face and he holds himself at somewhat of a slump or a slouch. He could easily stand himself over the six foot mark, but he seems to be trying to make himself look smaller.

He stops after a moment, rifling around in his pockets, or at least that's what it would look like outwardly. In reality, he's caught the scent of death and hellfire and is trying to figure out where it's coming from.

Deadpool has posed:
Looking up from his seat he actually spots someone and it looks like a kid, a big kid that is no doubt, but a kid and then he sighs to himself. They are rifling through something maybe they were armed or at least smart enough to keep something incase something this bad happend. Though he didn't know this person so had no idea they could even tell so he did what he did best, and improvised. With a wave over to the kid, he gives a little shout. "Hey over here.." waving to the person hoping they look up.

He stands by the bench a few feet away from the unlucky soul that just walked into their hunt, and grins. "Hey... I know this is going to sound... well wierd, but I have a suggestion for you." turning he retakes his seat, and pats on an open area beside him. "It is my suggestion you take a seat, Act normal enough and you can make it through tonight. Act like a fool, and you might be the first they take." and he laughs to himself. Here he was trying to save some random kid in this nonsense as the shape, and structure would make him a target so instead he was inviting them to sit next to him.

The stranger continues, "Names Wade, things are going to get wierd here real shotrly. If you can figure out how to play along you might see the day again." he smiles looking up at the moon. "I hope you do to be honest, but my.." he stops to make air-quotes "Friends. May not see it that way."

He gives him a shrug, "Lets see if your smart enough to realize when a friendly hand is offered. Or who knows." He turns looking from the moon back at the large kid with a look of danger as he looks through him with that focused look he gets when he is about to kill someone. "Maybe your strong enough to hold us off, and want to try your luck." he has a cracked grin on his face, and his hand slowly moves to a pistol grip.

He doesn't draw his gun or anything just sit there at the park bench with his hand on it looking at the kid. The decision was all his, all he could do he had just done. He hated having to shoot people for free, but if this got agressive he might have to do exactly that. He didn't push the issue though just sat there quietly waiting to see what they would do.

Kit Killovarras has posed:
When Wade starts talking to him, Kit looks at the man from under his hood, keeping the majority of his body covered, right up until the man reaches for his gun. He tilts his head up ever so slightly, just enough for the light to get in under his hood, revealing his muzzle and his eyes, which at this point are glowing.

Regardless though, he gives a little shrug and walks over, still holding himself rather low and sits on the bench with the man. "Your friends, smell like corpses..." he says, his voice rather quiet.

Deadpool has posed:
Wade grins, and nods he doesn't seem to be pushed off by the appearance or brief glance he got though he notes it for later. He relaxes his grip as the person moves towards him, and even takes his hand off the pistol whent hey approach as it looks like they might actually cooperate for once. He doesn't reply at first putting his hand on his chin as he thinks about it. "Well your different, most would not know that.. see." then he is interupted as the smell gets stronger, and from the shadows of the night one of the large men reappear. He is holding what looks to be a man that is not happy about this in the air where they can't seem to get away from the large vampire.

The thing looks at Deadpool and asks in a ragged tone, "So whats this you found one too?" though he doesn't get a response as Wade just stands up with a small flurish and walks over to the large vampire. With the trained motions that would put any gunslinger to shame his hand is out with the gun in it hitting the large vampire hard enough to knock him down, releasing the jogger from his grip.

"You fool... Don't you reconize my scout." Wade barks down at him. "Do you think I pick these places randomly.. No We must be careful so I have them checked out." he points to the covered boy with a finger. "Bob there.. is one of my best, and if you try to eat him I will stake you before you even get close." Deadpools voice is calm, and drips with anger as he stares down at the large Vampire.

The runner is just sitting there scared as hell not sure wether to run or hide, or whatever but befoe he can choose Wade looks over at him next. "You get up... punch me." and moves the small space between them. The large Vampire getting up now, the damage of the gun smack already healing infront of them as it looks pissed, but is not going to strike back the person that was leading the hunt.

The jogger to his credit stands up with the I am not going to fight posture. This is a mistake, as Deadpool without drawing a single weapon procedes to beat te man with his fist a couple of times before he falls back down. Wade looks at the Vampire. "This one is too weak.. he will never do.. Find me another. One that can at least fight back." turning his back on the two as he makes hi way back to the bench.

Behind him the Vampire, and the jogger dissapear again as the now beaten jogger is dragged off into the night. Wade looks at the kid, with a weak grin, "Sorry about that.. But, could be you so lets just say peace for now?" he holds his hands up infront of him without any weapons hoping that gesture would help. "Oh.. and they smell like that because they are demon vampires apperently.. I would warn you against going against them they are really strong, and for reasons I am on their side for now. And I am much worse then they are." he tries to explain.

Kit Killovarras has posed:
Theres a moment of thought, then his lips part in a toothy little grin as he muses, "Peace depends on a few things..." in his still quiet voice. "First, why are you hunting people?" he asks, tilting his head ever so slightly. "Second. Are they about to kill that man?" Then his ears perk up ever so slightly and he reaches back, pulling his hood down and allowing himself to get a better look at Wade with those glowing eyes of his as he adds, "Third.. Why should I be afraid of a man in pajamas?" with a little chuckle.

Deadpool has posed:
Deadpool turns to look out into the night, "Those are all good questions Bob." he asks as he takes his seat again not looking threatened by the last question at all. He sighs, and thinks about it for a moment just letting silence fall though it isn't long. "Well.. you want those in order?" then grins a bit himself though shakes his head at that. "First.. Apperently they need hosts without the proper one they end up in weak bodies, so they hunt for the right ones." he shrugs holding his hands out. "It is a whole process I am not sure why, but here we are looking for the right person."

With that he turns to look at the person close to him. "Second, that man is already dead most likely and the only thing you can do about it now is ruin them thinking your on my side." he sighs a bit, "I hate that part, but it is a neccsity for a larger problem, and kind of goes into the third question. As he looks the man in the eyes no fear showing in his face, "Finally because your talking to the only person you may know that can not face death. There is nothing you can do to me that has not been done before, and the amount of explosives I am carrying though would hurt only one of us would walk away from." and then he grins a bit at that.

He could bluffing, or not it is unknown though if one knows what to smell for the parts for such a thing would be on him so it is just a matter if they are together or not. Wade sighs, and holds up his hands. "Before you get all angsty on me you should listen to my tale, because even if you were to stop me you would be dooming the human race in general." he points off to where they went. "You think they are alone? Imagine hundreds if not thousands of them.. All being lead by some super-demon that is in hiding somewhere under.. well lets just say underground. All waiting to come up and rule the world with people like us as its cattle." he shakes his head,

With a sigh he continues, "Now imagine if that leader had the ability to use magic to teleport every time they were in trouble. So you couldn't stop him even if you were more powerful, which being a glow-stick is not." he laughs a bit at this, "How would you stop them stranger? Would you attack them in the park, kill a couple minions for nothing then save these people lives dooming hundreds of others? Would you keep in mind the greater good and try your best to save one?" he points to his head, "You got to think larger my friend.. How do you get rid of weeds, how do you make sure you do not have them grow back next time summer comes around?"

Kit Killovarras has posed:
Kit listens for a bit, then gives a little smile and muses, "Well, for one, cut off the flow of whatever magic they're using. If it's a demon, cut their connection to their chosen plane of existence, typically through ritual or, if you have someone who is strong enough, by pulling them through a dimensional rift." Then he reaches into his hoodie and takes out a small bag, grabbing what looks like a small handful of some kind of bug from the bag as he adds, "Just gotta make sure the dimension is one that would negate their power and it would take an ambush more than likely." He pops the bugs into his muzzle and crunches down on them, giving a look out towards where the vampires disappeared off towards and nods. "I know, I didn't think I'd be able to save him regardless, but it would be more than satisfying killing them for it." then he tilts the bag, offering a handful of them to Wade as he looks him dead in the eye and gives a little smile. "As for you, you're on their side 'for now', which means you're more than likely either hunting them, double-agent style... Or you're a mercenary."

Deadpool has posed:
Deadpool listens, and nods as if these were suggestions he is actually paying attention to as he conisders. He thinks about each though he doesn't say anything for now just listening to the man speak as he lifts the bottom of his mask, he reaches in to pull out a couple of bugs tossing them in and cheweing them as he pulls the mask down again. The part of his face you did see is totally messed up with scars, soars, though it is a human face it is in a horrible shape.

"Well first if you knew how to cut hell off from earth I am all ears, though not even Lucifer himself could do that." he grins and nudges at the other glowing wolf-man, "He exist you know.. Lucifer.. Hell.. Angels the works." he headshakes at that then gets bak to the point. "So that is a no-go.. Yanking them into a different dimension would work, but it is a logistics nightmare.. Imagine having to try to pull in possibly thousands of people. Grouping them together, getting them to all stand still, it is never going to happen." he leans back to relax on the chair nawing on his grub.

He sighs a bit, "Good suggestions though, though with magic it is hard to tell where or where it won't work, not to mention getting to other dimensions.. seems more difficult here." he shakes his head, "Best I got is this.." He holds up a bead, "It lets me talk to people without them looking in on me.. Kind of a hey nothing is here thing." he shrugs a bit, "But I have to turn it off when others are here as that is when they would look.. For now it is a hidden ace if you would."

Then with a flourish the bead disapears though obviously it is somewhere in a cuff as it was just close up stage magic not real. "So let me tell you what is going to happen when they come back." he sighs a bit. "You are going to freak out and attack them, and while I agree with you." he looks at the kid when he says this, "I can't just stand by.. see I have a role." he shrugs a bit, "I don't like it, but I have to fill it for now" he looks back at the moon. "I don't want to have to try to hurt ya kid, I really don't, but if I don't defend them.. They will start asking questions... questions I can't have them asking." he doesn't move to do anything still relaxed just explaining as if he would fixing an engine. "I won't tell you what I am up to cause that wold ruin the fun, but I can move to somewhere else for tonight."

Wih that he grins a bit, "It is the best I can offer.. If I did more I would put at risk something much bigger then either of us and that I can't do either."

He turns looking back from the moon to the person with him, "So it seems its your choice again. Choose, but choose wisely.." he says holding up a finger with a grin.

Kit Killovarras has posed:
Kit twitches an ear as Wade explains everything and gives a little chuckle. "They wont be able to explain how you didn't protect them, if they're both dead." he muses with that toothy smile. "As for cutting hell off from earth? There are ways. Sanctified ground for one, but depending on the nature of the demon, that could only be used for so long. More a way of getting everyone to stand still for a few minutes." Then there's a moment of thought as he pops a few more of the termites into his maw, 'chewing' it over for a moment before he gives a glance back to Wade and tilts his head ever so slightly. "So, here's a counter offer." when he speaks, the safety of the gun Wade had had his hand on earlier suddenly clicks off, "You don't have to 'let me' do anything. I can make a fool out of you," then the safety clicks on again, "giving me just enough time to cut a branch, " and off, "jam them through their hearts," on, "And you can walk away and report to the 'big bad' that something attacked you." Then he gives the man a glance and a cheeky little grin again, adding, "But chances are, I'm probably going to kill them. Oh and, for what it's worth? Dimensional magic is finicky but there are people out there who can use it rather well."

Deadpool has posed:
Wade leans back relaxing enjoying the coolness of the night, "You think it is my first night kid.. How many times you think they buy that story." he sighs, and shakes his head at that. "I will consider the dimension thing it is not a bad idea, but something that might be difficult." he scraches his chin a bit, "But your plan isn't bad, a bit boring but not bad." he adds looking at him with a small smile. "But how bout a plan B." he offers with that smile sitting up again for the first time since he started to relax.

He draws a gun from his side, and pulls the trigger going from calm, to aggressive in moments that same look on his face, the bullet of this gun isn't metal it isn't the normal bullet but a wooden ball that might hurt a bit even enter the skin, but it wouldn't pierce through like an actual bullet would as it was round and not shapped for that nore hitting like a musket that would shatter. One might realize it is a good gun for vampires.

With his other hand he flicks something on the belt.. and with the words, "Never underestimate some stranger in the park Bob." he winks out once there now not there. There would be an ozone taste in the air, but he isn't invisiable or anything even his scent would be fading away as the moments tick by as he was litterally gone again. He chose running as the better part of valor in this case, taking one shot so he can say he 'tried' but not really wanting to kill the kid he used the 'wrong gun' oops.

Of course this attracts the attention of the two vampire people he left that are currently running towards the area where they heard a gunshot. They knew if Deadpool fired something must be up so ignore hunting any more tonight they instead focus on the person that was left there. So in one fell swoop, Deadpool ran away, brought them to Kit, and stopped the hunting. When Deadpool arrived, at where the target was going he would have a good laugh at this one as he bet the kid didn't see that coming.

Kit Killovarras has posed:
The bullet wont hit center-mass, given how Kit reacts, but he will wind up with a wooden ball embedded in the skin of his shoulder! There's a loud, almost deafening roar as the creature looks around for a moment, then the vampires approach and without wasting a moments thought, he swings a clawed hand, sending four blades of pure energy flying just over their heads. The first volley of four cut free a thin tree branch at an angle, the fur of the mutants arms crackling with energy as the branch spins around and hurtles towards one of their backs, aimed for their heart. The other wont be as quick, as another wide arc of his other hand sends another set of four blades, these ones aimed for the other targets neck, then another swing and another volley of four, just for good measure!

By the time the vampires are dust in the wind, Kit is already panting, looking a little drained, but oh well. He catches his breath, then closes his eyes and tries to focus his senses. Where was that joggers scent? He could track it and finding them would offer one of two things.. If the jogger is alive but wounded, he could be healed. If he was dead? It would give Kit a location, somewhere to send the police with an anonymous tip.