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[stunningkiss]

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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[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 leave him passed out here in the park.. [Should she take him to a hospital? No... he should be ok....but she was going to have to get him to a bed somewhere to rest up until he regained consciousness. She lift him up and followed some information she now had in her mind- where he lived]

[wadewilson]

[Pathetically for him, he's between residences at the moment, after being kicked out of Avengers Mansion and having just ended a stint on tour with a ridiculous traveling carnival in which he passed the time annoying the hell out of Carnage. Therefore, he's been squatting in a fancy pants downtown high-rise penthouse that some Wall Street jagoff abandoned when the City went to shite in a handbasket. But he's been sure to plaster his giant Leon poster on the wall to make it his own.]

[stunningkiss]

[She set him down, glancing at the poster with a big grin on her face- somehow having an untold appreciation for it. She sat down beside Wade... waiting for him to come-to.... she was worried about him, after all. She hoped to God she didn't send him to a coma.]

...You better not stay sleepin', Squirrel boy...

[wadewilson]

[There's a grin forming on his face as he starts to stir. Even a lick of his lips once he starts to mumble]

Ooh, yeah... let me kiss your Mississippi grits...

[stunningkiss]

[She jumps, feeling him stir.] Wade...? [Rogue lifted him up slightly, biting her lip slightly, feeling legitimately concerned... and hopeful- only to hear him mumbling, well that. She grunts, letting him go, to let him fall on heavy impact with little sympathy.]

You damn Freddy Faced fool. Ah nearly killed yah.

[wadewilson]

[He thunks to the floor, before jerking back upright, eyes wide and fully awake now.]

Great horny toads! I feel like I got hit by a tornado-tossed trailer home!

[Blink, blink blink.]

...

I can't help but notice you have accompanied me back to my budoir.

[stunningkiss]

[Rogue sighs, crossing her arms over her chest]

Yeah, well... Ah was worried Ah killed yah... thought Ah might as well keep yah in a safe place 'till yah came-to. [She pauses with a small smile] Ah reckon you'd soon regret lettin' me do what Ah did...[she raises an eyebrow] But Ah guess that's one way to let a gal in on things... Ah don't know if Ah so much need a tour now more than Ah need.. a drink. [She raises a hand up] Y'all don't need to come... Ah know Ah just put yah through a lot. [Admittedly, she felt bad]

[wadewilson]

[And Wade is completely confused as to why she feels bad at all.]

Roguey Bear, are you tryin' to tell me you feel guilty about blessing a fugly freak like me with an extremely rare liplock from a beautiful woman, and then giving me the soundest bit of sleep I've had in a decade?

Holy frijoles, your self-esteem might be as bad as mine, shugah-plum.

[stunningkiss]

[Ok, that brings a smile on her face]

Hey, you're lucky that soundest sleep of yours didn't turn permanent, Shugah. [She gives him a shove] And mah esteem's just fine... just... challenged. How would you feel if every guy yah kiss either runs into a coma or yah get memories about things yah weren't even sure yah wanted to see. [There's a pause] ....tentacle porn, believe it or not, was not the worst thing Ah've seen.

[wadewilson]

[His finger raises admonishingly]

All right. Number one, every guy I kiss BETTER lapse into a coma instantly, because I don't swing that way, baby. Well, aside from an occasional weird Prince video experience while hopped up on Jelly Bellys at 4am, and my occasionally inappropriate response to Robert Downey Jr, of course. But trust me, Roguey, I'm into your Boo-Boos.

Numero dos, I do not own tentacle porn. That is all Weasel's doing. I just... encourage him to have hobbies. He's such an anti-social dweeb that when the tyke shows a passion for something, you want him to follow his dreams, y'know?

[Then, his eyes shift a little, nervously.]

So... you're gonna forget all that stuff, right? You don't retain the brains you drain, do you?

[stunningkiss]

[She laughs at first, rolling her eyes. Into her boo-bos.]

You really got a way t' charm a girl.

[She shuffles a bit, brushing her hair back] Well it ain't gonna stay as vivid as it all was about an hour ago, but it'll probably be a distant memory with everythin' else in this noggin. [Slight grin] You embarrassed?

[wadewilson]

That depends. Did you pluck out anything you think I should be embarrassed by? Like that thing with the Olsen twins and the restraining order?

[stunningkiss]

[Rogue laughs]

Yes and Ah'm horribly disgusted.

[wadewilson]

Fine. If you wanna quid pro quo this up to even stevens, you've got to tell me at least FIVE secretty things about you. And if'n you wanna go down some whiskey that'll melt paint off the walls, we can go do that first. Whaddaya say?

[stunningkiss]

Ah say there ain't no way you're gonna get any "secretty things" from me unless Ah get soppin' drunk... [She smiles] Alright. Put that mask back on and lets go... 's the least Ah could do [For knocking him out that is]

[wadewilson]

[He's made an effort to get her to knock off the bad feelings about her power, and if she's insisting on feeling like she owes him, he's a gonna trade on that. He springs to his feet and the mask is on.]

Bitchin'! Oh, and hey, when you get sopped enough, I may let you off the hook for one of those secrets in exchange for other considerations. Let's head down to McMonigal's around the corner - the guy owes me a round or three.