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Who Rogue stunningkiss | Deadpool wadewilson
Where Out on the town
When Afternoon 4/13
Warning Wade may or may not end up getting punched?
Summary Tour a la Deadpool
Format quick/para cuz I'm lazy 8D;

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[wadewilson]

[Yes, he's suddenly dangling from the tree above her.]

Hey there, Hucklebunny!

I thought we were gonna do a 'nightlife soiree' kinda thing full of drinking and more drinking! Color me surprised when you called up for a little afternoon delight! Hubba bubba!

[stunningkiss]

[Oh gawd where did he-??!! Rogue almost choked on her food :| thanks]

Wh-!!![coughcough! she lifts a finger to signify to give her a moment. She steps back looking at Wade] What the heck're yah- Get down here like a normal person! Yah nearly killed me! [She recomposes herself]

And cool your jets, Shugah. Ah've done a bar with Alison, maybe if the day goes slow we can hit one. [She smirks] Even though Ah could drink yah under the table. [She waves it off]

[wadewilson]

Okay, I'm gonna let you and Dazzbags "doing a bar" slide, because that's just way too easy.

[He flips down, landing in a perfect ballet plié, before shooting up straight]

Calm down, there, Sugarbritches, I'd totally get my hands under your chest and Heimlich you up if you started choking on weiners.

[yes, he makes everything sound as lascivious as possible. And he even cocks his hips in sassy style before the next thing he says]

And you best not let your mouth write checks your body can't cash, darlin'. I'd be willin' to wager against your liquor-holdin' mojo.

[stunningkiss]

[Oh boy, what did she just get herself into? Rogue rolled her eyes, giving Deadpool a shove] Any excuse to get your hands anywhere near mah chest, huh?

[Head tilt] Watch it, now. [She smirks] We'll just haveta see if you survive up to the drinking challenge. In this rate, between you running your mouth and your crude sense of humor, you ain't gonna get far.

[She walks up to a trash can and tosses whats left over from her meal] So, where you takin' me? [She leans over, tapping his mask-covered nose]

I am an awful person.

[wadewilson]

Well, I never! A man simply professes his life-saving skills and you accuse him of base gropery? Good heavens!

And what part, pray tell, of 'Merc with a Mouth' did you fail to comprehend, if you're surprised by my quickness of wit and cunning linguistics? Ah - that may be it. You were expecting more of the latter, weren't you? Fine then, I'm sure I'm packing dental dams in one of these 400 pouches so's I can avoid getting zapped...

omfg XD

[stunningkiss]

[Oh lordy- what? Rogue gasps, hitting Deadpool one on the shoulder]

Ah'll have yah know Ah'm a lady, Mistah Merc. Keep it up and you wont have much of a mouth to run. [She waves her fist at him slightly with a teasing smile]

Sometimes I just have to go where the joke takes me. :)

[wadewilson]

[Let's hope she's not dishing out the super-strength with that hit]

Oh, everybody knows you're a lady, whoa-whoa-whoa you're a lady, Miss Thang. Those curve-hugging body-stockings you love to sashay around in don't leave much to the imagination, I tell you whut.

But I see now that the Legendary Southern Belle Flirt takes a little warming up, so let me shift my night-life extravaganza to some sunny afternoon schtick to show off. Usually I'm either snoozing at this time o' day or I'm neck deep in 227 reruns.

First things first - what's your power sitch these days? Can you still fly or are you having one of those funky flux deals happening?

<3

[stunningkiss]

[Oh not yet]

From the best Ah can tell Ah can still do everythin' I could do before. [Rogue arches an eyebrow] You meanin' to tell me some people lost their powers when they get here? [Well, some people get all the luck. She shrugs with a smile] Ah ain't gonna be your Falcor or nothin'~ [She laughs a little] But if we need a lift somewhere, Ah suppose Ah can take us there. Prefer walking for now.

[wadewilson]

Keep your ear to the ground, sweet cheeks. I've heard some of those Warcraft-lookin' zombie monsters whining about losing their powers. I made it through just fine, but I found out the hard way that Monet isn't bulletproof anymore.

And I totally volunteer for tonsil hockey if you want to test whether or not you've still got your suckjob no-touchie power!

[stunningkiss]

[Oh great... now she doesn't know. Can she still absorb people and send them into a coma with her touch? He was volunteering and she still didn't have the answers...]

...If this is just some rouse to get me kiss yah, Ah swear to gawd.... [She'd want to know if she had it or not.... and unfortunately there was only one way to find out. She walked up to him, pulling his mask up slightly to see his mouth] ...Ah'd hate to cut our happy tour short.

[wadewilson]

Thankfully, it's an absolutely true fact that's getting you to kiss me, so we're good. Does your zap-o-matic schtick work on non-mutants, by the by?

[stunningkiss]

Sure do. [but does she really want to take on Deadpool's personality and thoughts for who knows how long? Heck, might be worth it in case it doesn't work. She leans in, but short from kissing him she places a hand up to his lips with a smile]

Now in case you don't pass out, no funny business. Ah still got mah strength y'know.

[wadewilson]

[He smirks at that, tugging gently at one of the gloves of her finger with his teeth just to loosen it slightly]

Noted. Although if I don't pass out, you have full permission to vent all your pent-upness with the funny business on me. Deal?

[stunningkiss]

[Rogue rolls her eyes and she smirks] Deal. [She slides her hand away. Best to pucker up, big boy, and she plants one on him.... aaaand.... she totally still has her power]

And here comes the mental dump!

[wadewilson]

[The first thing she'll get from him is pure lusty excitement and surprise that it didn't take several rounds of drinks to get her to consider this. Which is the surface cover for a perhaps-unexpected ache within him for this kind of tender touch, the kind he's been so often denied throughout most of his life thanks to his hideousness...

And then comes that rush of lifelong ugly. The horrifying mutilations he suffered under Dr. Killebrew's Mengele-like ministrations in the hospice after bombing out of the Weapon X program, and the heartbreak of being denied his death wish after having his heart torn out finally kicked his healing factor in. Staring in so many mirrors at his disfigured face and scarred skin. The sheer broken-mindedness, the neck-breaking, the stabbings, the face-shootings, the beheadings, the throat-kicks, the gurgling victims of his murders...

All his attempts to do the right thing and rise above his broken mind being met with a metaphysical kick in the nuts from fate. A Looney Tunes squirrel trying to open a

[stunningkiss]

[First, feeling the thoughts and memories rush in there was a brief moment that she could hear her own thoughts before she became Wade Wilson. Damn, she still had this power. Why, dammit, why. The thoughts and memories hit her like a ton of bricks as she stepped back...Deadpool falling to the pavement. Why did she do this? She had to know... and Wade was offering himself to test it out. No harm, no foul- she thought... but goddamn what was all this? She touched her face, shuddering a little as everything flashed in her head and in her eyes. His personality started sinking into her, along with his memories and thoughts and she fought for control over her mind.

She pulled her hands from her face, looking down at Deadpool. She really got to know more about him than she... ever really wanted to know. She felt herself take the reigns in her consciousness, and she knew what she felt about what she saw instantly. Actually... she kind of understood him.]

Who'd a thunk it.[Rogue laughs to herself, kneeling down beside him] Can't very well