6855/A friendly intruder

A friendly intruder
Date of Scene:	11 March 2019
Location:	Xavier's School
Synopsis:	Deadpool shows up at the school in disguise. Nobody is fooled, but they humor him anyways.
Cast of Characters:	Cannonball, Deadpool, Souvenir, Storm

---

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie is walking out of the kitchen area, seems the southern young man is walking the halls tonight. He does not seem to be up to much, hands in his pockets.

Deadpool has posed:
In image-induced disguise, a 'student' bounces his way along outside, hands jammed deep into armpits to keep them warm, fuzzy jacket not actually enough, since it's just an image, not reality. It's cold out. Still, Wade isn't broadcasting his mercenary-ness all over the school: he's being RESPECTFUL. He's talking to himself a little bit, under his breath, and pauses in the middle of a path, trying to remember where the hell he was going. He looks at the garage, the mansion, and considers.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir looks up at Sam, repeatedly shuffling and dribbling a deck of cards from one hand to the other. "Hey." Shuffle, dribble cards, fan, straighten. Her usual emo clothes and gloves.

"Anything up? James tracked me down and apologized today. While I was in the nurse's office for eating a shin kick, ow."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie will look over to Erika, and says "Eatting a shin kick?" He seems confused abit but also concerned. "What were you doing and who kicked ya?"

Deadpool has posed:
Wade decides on the door, and trots towards it, pulling it open and stepping inside. He stomps off imaginary snow or mud onto the floormat, closing the door neatly after him, continues humming to himself, resuming. "I want to stand with you on a mountain; I want to bathe with you in the seaaaaaaa," It's not terrible, he's on key. Oh, people.

"Hi, fellow students," chirps the 'student', patting down his jeans, checking for something or other. It isn't important, other than the general distraction level of the confused 'kid'.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir shrugs, "Just one of the guys in gym. It was totally my fault, I thought he was going for something else, but like, he's not actually very good, so he threw a really dumb technique and I stepped into it because I didn't expect it. I told everybody to go super rough on me anyways, so it's all good, but I had a hard time walking for a minute and they sent me for an ice pack. So of course he found out and followed me. It's all good though, I'm going to get him to show me a bit about traps."

She waves at the person who's probably in an inducer. "Hey."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods his head, and says "He is trying to get things sorted out and find his place." He turns looking at the kid, and nods hsi head, as he trys to place him. Sam works mostly with the New Mutants, but he is the type to try to know most folks names.

Deadpool has posed:
"What sort of traps? I am hoping physical traps. Like bear traps in the woods. Because some people call certain people 'traps' and that's really bleeping disrespectful and I won't stand for that sort of talk," Wade chatters. If he had any cover in his inducer, THAT ship has sailed. Wade's voice and style of chatterboxing is very iconic.

"And I don't mean 'big gay man' by bear. But actual bears, like the ones Logan wrestles in Canada," Wade points out. Yes, THOSE.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir looks over at Wade. "Oh, hey, I remember that voice. Oh, last time he jumped out of a freaking trap door in the middle of Apple Park and gassed me, and then he was building a bunch of land mines and shit, and he had the door rigged with plastic explosives, so like.. I wanted to know how to NOT get caught out by that crap. he said sorry, but like, zip ties hurt, and he was totally too much of a cheapskate to spring for proper cuffs."

Shuffle, shuffle. Spreads the cards out, straightens them, tosses them in a waterfall of cards to her other hand, spread, shuffle.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and realises who it is. He will rub his hand across his eyes, and says "So, what brings you out and about today Wade?" He looks around to see who else is about makine sure if need be he can get between Deadpool and Erika."Needing help with something?"

Deadpool has posed:
"I have spare cuffs!" Wade enthuses, and looks down at his belt. The image inducer struggles to cover what he's doing, and Wade suddenly is wearing a neon pink fannypack that he's looking around in. "They're fuzzy. I think I have cheetah print ones," he adds. And then slows. "Wait. In the school. I do /not/ have anything questionable on me," Wade says loudly, clearly not a total liar. He meaningfully ziiiiiips the fanny pack/belt pouch shut again.

"Also, zip ties are efficient if you're in a hurry. I use them a lot. Don't try them on the ---bleep. School. My censor works overtime in here. I can't say anything!" Wade is venting at literally nobody, or the sky, or the wall: take your pick. "It's cool. We're cool. Are we practicing to be a magician? If you want to pull a rabbit out of my ass I've never been more ready, Hermione. Herm-my-own-nee. Spelling is hard." Not that he spelled it.

Or did he.
"It's cold out there. So I'm in here," Wade answers Sam, chipper. "There's a snuggie with my name on it."

Storm has posed:
Hearing voices in the Foyer as she's checking the halls, Ororo pauses. She listens to the voices for a moment, before quickly turning on her heel and practically gliding down the stairs to join them. Wade is not usually the problem here. The problem is usually the /reaction/ to Wade.

Descending the stairs swiftly, a black, flowy dress with silver accents billowing around her, she makes her way to the Foyer and makes note of the two students she knows...and the one she does not. "Good evening, Lady and Gentlemen," Storm offers. Her voice is solid, but not stern. "Everything all right here?" She shoots a meaningful look at Wade the Generic Student.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir nods at Wade. "Totally makes sense." She looks around, and sees no other students. "I can get away with a lot crazier stuff if people already expect me to be pulling quarters out of people's ears. And I don't have any rabbits yet. But yeah, dude had me knocked out for hours ziptied to a post, no excuse."

She looks up at Storm and waves. "Heya! I dunno, I guess?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over to Storm, and says "Seems so so far." He tells her. "Was just checking on things and found we had a visitor this evening." He nods over to Wade. "You remember Wade?" He asks her.

Deadpool has posed:
"Reason yes, excuse, no," Wade answers Erika brightly. And then the goddess is there!

"Hi again, it is Wade, she remembers WADE!" Wade announces to Storm across Sam, enthusiastic to be re-introduced. Because that's fine, it isn't like he announced he was a mercenary murder-hobo. Wade's a name. "I'm in my student guise. I'm not breaking character. I mean, I did to tell you that." GAHHH.

"I was outside a while and in a cab. I'm cold. But also I need to piss. Where's the restroom?" Wade asks Storm, attention almost entirely on her while he does a little pee-dance in place. "You know, scenes always ignore stuff like peeing. Probably for good reason. It's like a movie in here, except we don't have enough money to... it's on the left, isn't it," Wade says, suddenly surging off towards the hallway, one hand automatically falling to where a gun is holstered invisibly on his thigh. Wade the suddenly erratic and dangerous is on a mission.

Storm has posed:
Storm nods, as a faint smile spreads across her face. And she keeps nodding. Because Wade keeps talking. "I think you know where the restroom is. You used it the last time you were here, if I remember correctly," she replies, starting to nod toward the door just about the time that Wade remembers and takes off for it.

Taking a deep breath, Storm looks back to Erika and Sam. "No problems here, I suppose? He seems to like the company," she explains, looking after him as he goes.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir sighs and shakes her head, then waits a couple seconds. "Well, /I/ can't see why he's checking his hip in the boy's bathroom." She peers at Sam a moment, meaningfully, then rolls her eyes a bit.

"You know, this sort of thing used to move the needle for me. I must be getting super jaded or something."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over, and says "Either the company or the restroom, Ah aint sure which." He says about Wade. "How are you doing this evening ma'am?" He will ask Storm still showing her the respect he did when first came.

Deadpool has posed:
"I DID," Wade says to Storm. "It's nice here; you do NOT want to see the state of the toilets in my house. ..----I'm still here, I can hear you. Crazy, not deaf," calls Wade from where he is in the hallway, stopping to poke his head back in. "You know, Logan is jaded as bleep and I --- really do have to do this, just a minute." The crazy guy is actually saying the word 'bleep' each time. BUT Wade can't talk and be in the bathroom at the same time. He disappears into it without too many more words: his words get muffled by the door.

Storm has posed:
"I'm doing rather fantastically, Samuel, and thank you for asking," Storm replies. "Although I get the feeling I will be pulling out the cocoa and a snuggie, before the night is over. I worry that perhaps he has no safe place to go sometimes." It's possibly a laughable thought - Wade likely makes anyplace he goes at least /slightly/ less safe. Still, Ororo's soft spot for the hapless mouthy merc is apparent. "Maybe it's not the most grown up of offers, but I'll provide cocoa with marshmallows to each of you, too, if you desire. We have to have /some/ fun, even with this curfew imposed, right?"

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir waterfalls the cards into one hand and gives a thumbs up with the now empty hand. "Awesomeness. I dunno, I feel like sometimes I come off a little bit like he does sometimes. With all the, you know. Stuff. Like, my rep is probably almost that bad sometimes. Chocolate would be super yummy, Miss Munroe. I'd love some. Might need a little bit of ice so it won't soften the straw, is all. It sucks trying to drink hot stuff with one."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie hmmms and looks over to Erika, and says "Thought about carrying a metal straw with you? Might have to be a bit more cautious to make sure your not burning yourself but might help." he looks over to Storm, and says "I might have some tea, and sit and talk if thats ok."

Storm has posed:
"Absolutely," Storm replies with a nod. She shoots a look back toward the restroom door, then looks back to Erika and Samuel. "Perhaps it's best if I fetch the beverages before he returns, hmm?" She smirks slightly, and gives a definitive nod. "I think I'll do just that. I'll return presently," she says, sweeping off swiftly down the hall to procure what they'll need. She shakes her head with a soft chuckle as she passes by the restroom door, where muffled chatter is still audible through the door. It's likely that Wade is /never/ silent. Probably talks in his sleep.

Deadpool has posed:
Suddenly, silence from the bathroom.

Maybe Wade fell in and drowned in there.

Or disappeared.

Or just got out of range or distracted by some other shiny thing.

Souvenir has posed:
"It's totally the burning thing. Straws are awful for hot drinks." Erika Kristasdottir tosses the cards back in the box, passes it behind her back and tosses it in the air, tries to catch it, misses, has to bend down and pick it up.

"Thank you, Miss Munroe." She looks over at the door curiously.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods and says "Thanks, he will make sure to add Iced Tea." Yes he is southern and only drinks sweet iced tea. He hmms, and nods to Erika. "We coold probaly get your own cup for you, you would have to be the one to wash it I would think but might work."

Storm has posed:
Ororo returns in short order with a large silver serving tray. A pitcher of sweetened iced tea and a silver teapot sit alongside an offering of cookies and a stack of cups. The tray looks to have been assembled by the serving staff.

Ororo looks back toward the restroom door, and frowns. "Silence? How long has he been quiet? Samuel, would you...ah...care to investigate the situation?"

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir shrugs some. "I can usually do paper cups if I take them out of the sleeve myself. I reuse some of them in my room all the time for stuff. It's fine."

She nods, "Yeah, you should totally check on him. I mean, he's obviously up to something."

Deadpool has posed:
The bathroom is empty. Wade has done a vanishing act: maybe out a window, maybe into a ceiling vent, maybe 'other'.

There is writing, in lipstick: 'for a good time, call:' And then a number.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods, and will brave the restroom, and upon finding the message and the man missing he sighs. He walks out of the bathroom and says "Gone, um, whats good to get lipstick off a mirror?" He will ask the ladies.

Storm has posed:
Furrowing her brow, Ororo hastens to the door and peers inside. "I'll have a custodian bring something that cuts grease. Otherwise it will just smear." Then, she turns to the other two. "I think the more important question here is, why did Wade have lipstick? Especially that shade. It's a spring, and he is clearly an autumn." She winks and moves back to the foyer, setting the serving tray on a table next to two chairs. The cups are paper, with heat sleeves. There is an assortment of paper straws, plastic straws, and a cup of ice cubes next to the steaming silver teapot full of hot chocolate. "Feel free to share with others, if they happen along, or if they're gathered elsewhere." And with a glance back toward the stairs, she sighs. "I believe I should report Wade's entry to the school, and make sure that he's not still in the area before I count him as gone."

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir rolls her eyes a little, and goes to look for herself, poking her head in. "I wouldn't know, I don't think I've ever seen his face. I mean, dude wants to use makeup, awesome. More guys should learn how to contour."

She wanders over to the table. "Yeah, the grown up in me was thinking that. Andrea would probably get snooty if I didn't suggest it or something."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie will just shake his head and says "If you need me to do anything let me know, Ah will probably do a walk about the grounds in a few, if Ah see anything will report it in. " He will get himself a glass of tea.

Storm has posed:
"Thank you Samuel. I'll be in my office, if you need me. Enjoy the treats. I appreciate your vigilance, both of you." She turns to go, but looks back one last time. "If he comes back, please see to it that he comes to my office. I don't doubt that there's good in there somewhere, but I won't tolerate vandalism of the school. Goodnight, both of you..."

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir nods. "Okay. Um, thank you, Miss Munroe." She gets some chocolate and lightly ices it, stirring it a bit and looking around some, hmmming and frowning a bit. Lots going on up there right now.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and says "Whats on your mind Erika? " He will ask, taking a sip of his tea, and looking curious

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir hmmms, "What's on my mind is I feel totally cooped up and pissed off. I want to do SOMETHING. I dunno what."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods his head a bit and says "Well, maybe Ah can take folks out to the mall for a bit tommrow." He rubs at the center of his chest, and remmebers thats where he first fought sentinels "Or maybe down town to the comic book shop and such."