5944/So decisive

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So decisive
Date of Scene: 07 December 2018
Location: Unknown
Synopsis: Domino gets a visit from Deadpool while working.
Cast of Characters: Domino, Deadpool




Domino has posed:
Domino stands in the far end of the large empty warehouse by herself with a large board of things on the wall infront of her. The whole thing is one big empty room other then a small room size segment seperated off with walls, and a door. On the board there is several pictures of Diana, or as some know wonder woman, fighting criminals, at some kind of dining room, and finally just standing talking. Below the board is a long thin table that has a small TV on it playing recordings of her past fights. This is all happening while Domino stands there finishing her cleaning of a large rife that looked like it took some kind of anti-tank shell.. She quietly watches the show.

Around it is day outside, standard day especially quiet in this section as that is why she picked it. There are no civilians, or guards to worry about as for some reason this warehouse dropped off the books. The entrances of the warehouse are trapped, but not with explosives as she didn't want everyone to know, but highly charged wires that humm slightly.

Deadpool has posed:
    "Have you considered a Netflix account?" Wade questions. Where was he? The bathroom. There's sounds of flushing, and he hops a bunch of times to shake a strand of toilet paper off his foot. Did she have toilet paper? More importantly, does she NOW have any left? Wade brings so many questions, and answers only beget new questions.

    Sometimes getting an answer is not worth it.

    "I mean, I can appreciate the shows, though. Except for this camera angle. Like. Did you not KNOW where your key light was? You're all shaded in darkness," the merc explains with both hands, gesturing emphatically at the screen. Deadpool is not disguised in any manner, he's in his most iconic red and black, fully armed and loaded as is usually the case. He also has a large red duffel bag.

    He also still has the toilet paper on his foot.

Domino has posed:
As he walks out she pulls a silence gun your not sure where as her suit doesn't look like it could hide a gun, but it did and now it was pointed at Wade. She doesn't pause for a moment to respond to his comments pulling the trigger with a "Pffft"" though she doesn't aim for the head. She remembered him, and a shot to the head would make everything a lot more crazy and jumbled, so just one to the heart will do for now. After she shoots she turns putting the gun away, "Had to make sure it was you.. though not many can make such an apperance."

With a nod to the TV she grins, "My next target.. I am just learning about her. Her moves.. Reaction speed..." she reaches over and turns the TV off. "Domino the Amazon.." she adds with a laugh.. "Could you imagine.. wait.. Don't imagine that Wade." she sighs remembering who she was talking to. She had learned a long time ago that even chaos had a reason you just had to ride it out to see where luck took ya.

Deadpool has posed:
    "Hey hey hey whoa whoa," Wade says quickly at the draw of gun. He didn't dodge or flinch. He tried to talk her down, of course, both hands flung forwards, palms towards her. Which means he absolutely got shot dead in the chest. "For fuck sake. Really? That's your test? As if somebody could even POSSIBLY do an impression of me that did me justice? Geez Dom," Wade says, frustrated, but not exactly 'upset'. "I get to shoot you later," he says, grumbling. "I just got this suit repaired. Now you're making it all holey. And I'm more a 'ride with the devil' type." Deadpool prods at his chest with a moping pained manner but comes over, scuffing his heel like a dog trying to clean its butt. He gets rid of the paper at least. And approaches to look at her stuff.

    "You've gotta be offered a ton for that target. Geez. I think I have a signed whip from her. Lasso. Whip. Thing. It's gold."

Domino has posed:
Domino sighs, and as he talks she takes out a bill, and folds it listening to him speak. "First you are right there.., and besides I think I might owe you from last time." she pauses.. "Don't shoot this." she warns then flips her wrist, and a small air plane floats over to him. She folded up a hundred, and sent it his way. It was an easy target, and sometimes mercs like them like to get a little antsy", especially around Domino.

Finally she grins a bit, and looks at him. "You look well at least.. Heard you flipped sides? You still hearing the.." she makes a flippy motion around her head. She didn't know what it was, but she knew at least last time this guy was a bit crazy though so was she so it worked out. She watched him, but the bit of worry wasn't for him shooting her, but as a fellow survivor of whatever life threw at them.

Deadpool has posed:
    "The 'Last Christmas' song on repeat in my head? Whamageddon, I have lost. YES," Deadpool answers, jumping to entirely the wrong question since she didn't finish her sentence, but probably still answering the question she WAS asking. "I began the ride to Whamhalla on.... Tuesday. And the ride continues, with bells on." A deep long-suffering sigh follows, but he snatches the airplane out of the air and sticks the 'nose' of it into his belt in a quick little motion. He's fast when he chooses to be.

    "Where was that gun kept?" Wade really wants to know. His attention span is a little SQUIRREL even without a headshot. He prowls around her, looking very intently at anywhere she might have hidden it. He'll find it! He sniffs a little bit at her, as if he could find the gun by scent. He actually probably can, he's good at weird things such as sniffing gunsmoke. "No really. Inquiring minds."

Domino has posed:
She just smiles, and nods. "Yes that is it." glad he had moved past the idea of shooting her she did not need him to get that idea into his head or there would be trouble. As he moves closer though she seems to move away a bit a hand going to the small of her back before she catches herself. "Wade... Remember the talk we had about personal space. If you want an outfit like mine we can get you one, and you could hide all the guns you want." she speaks clearly, but not paterinizingly as if she really would go out to get one with him. "Besides.." she actually gives him a real grin, "You can't smell the gun out.. You smell horrible.. Huh... Huh.." she shakes her head, she was going to have to talk to the brat when he came in so figured to test some material out on Wade.

She stops and holds her hands up, "How can I help you Wade we made it out of a few hell holes so I figure if ya want my help you got it, but this.." she looks down at him sniffing.. "You might be Wade, but I haven't heard you do much lately.. Are you still even in the game? Tell me you at least shoot at people some times.." she had been in town for a few days, and was only here for her target. She was work work work... so yes she might over do it at times, but she was a bit worried for her.... friend? Associate? as she wasn't sure what had happened to him.

Deadpool has posed:
    "I'm doing awesome, despite being, or because of, being single," Wade says, suddenly upbeat, and giving her an expressive thumbs up. He still tried to kind of peek at her lower back or ass. He was looking for the gun, though, there isn't a flirtation in his motion. He gives up quickly. He nods at 'personal space'. He doesn't remember it, but he steps back on purpose. See? So good.

    "And if you don't like my persimmon pumpkin spice soap, no need to be /rude/ about it," he chides, the thumb turning into a waggle of forefinger. "But yes. I got distracted. Topic was me doing awesome. I have been beating up ninjas for money. EXTRA money if they live, which is bleh, still. So it's mostly just dismemberment. Which is not really a full orgasm but I'm doing pretty good, and there's murder on the side," he describes.
    "And there's lots of work, there are SO MANY ninja limbs to remove. I'll share if you need. Sharing is caring, for christmas. But it sounds like you want to take on a world hero, so, I mean, alrighty." He's grinning, and it shows through the mask. She's gotten Wade in a happy mood, which is probably one of his better ones. He pauses, and picks at his chest, and offers her the bullet back. "Owwie."

Domino has posed:
She nods, "People don't live long around us you know that.. Better to be single less paper work." and grins, as neither of them filled out paperwork in their jobs. She turns to work on putting another gun together on the bench, "Ya had me worried, there are stories about how you went soft.. gave up the life. Some even whispered you moved into a school." she gives a bit of a laugh to that one. "What kind of school wouldn't kick us out immeditly right?" and shakes her head "I killed him last as he made me chuckle".

She continues after thinking about it a bit, "I guess that would make sense.. keeping out of the limelight with Ninja's.. Not killing them would definetly make people think it wasn't you.. Alright.. Alright.. I guess you have been a little busy." Though after putting the gun parts she was turning she looks at him, "But I mean haven't you wanted to do something... big.. something that would get all these hero's all upset, and coming for ya. The kind of thing that makes the Mercs too scared of taking a job against you? Isn't it boring?" with a sigh, and a shrug, she adds. "Well at least your doing okay.. it is good to finally meet some one from back then, but not too many of us still kicking."

Deadpool has posed:
    Deadpool finds a chair and drags it over with a shriek of metal on the ground. He sits in it at her table, plops his elbows onto the table, and plunks his head between his hands. He fidgets his legs, tapping heel-toe under the table some. Just watching her with the weapon as if he were watching her make a sandwich and he might want one, but he's being good and not asking.

    "Well, I entered this martial arts competition. /No weapons/. Really obnoxious," Wade shares, his frustration with the 'no weapon' thing clear. "I made it to the final match. Kid won with a loophole, didn't actually touch me. Kind of clever, I give props. But I've gotten ALL the jobs from that tourney, cause I was some scary shit. Much impress. Woooo me." He drums fingers on the table, but then seems to relax slightly, and the manic behavior improves.

    "I also got paid /bank/. I sold some puppies to someone there." Obviously puppy sales is the way to make money at a martial arts tournament. "Plus all the bets." There it is.

Domino has posed:
Domino chuckles, and nods. "A tournament huh... Well I can see it. Many might underestimate you Wade, but I have seen you in action.. that look in your eye as we slaughtered everyone." she gives a cold smile. "I know what you can do, and am not surprised." she stops holding a finger, "I am actually a little you didn't burn the place down afterwards, but... sa la vie.." and chuckles. "Well listen Wade we could catch up forever, but I got busniess to get to, and I have to kidnap some brat at his university class soon." she looks at him. "If your looking to do some actual work you know my cost.." which both of them know is a good deal. "I am up for whatever trouble ya want to cause as long as the pay is right, and I don't have to kill kids."

Those had always been her rules even back in the day... Men, Women, just not kids.. just her thing one might guess. She turns and flicks on the TV again to watch Wonder Woman, "Take the phone on the table.. It has my number, and I know its." she doesn't even look back as there is only one phone on the table. It wasn't ment for him, but lucky her she had it already.. "Call me when ya need me Wade.. We don't get many old friends in this buisness. If it is personal I might even give ya that rebate I promised." and grins to herself.

Deadpool has posed:
    "You know how to sweet talk a guy. /Rebates/," Wade says, with a thickness in his voice, and a gesture she won't see since she looked away. IT's probably just as well. "Do consider that Netflix account though. Don't let her become your world. Obsession isn't pretty on anybody," he teases her. He knows full well she's studying her target. "Aw. It's not a new StarkCom 88," he observes of the phone, saddened, but takes it.

    "Byebye," Deadpool says, with a sound of him disappearing. Maybe intentionally. Teleporting is funky with Deadpool on the wheel.