004 | Party of One, Now With 90% More Booze! | OTA

[bestmercever]

So everyone thinks they're dying. I'm immune or something. Heard Stark's dead -- that blows, I guess. I wasn't too close to him, but hey. I hear some were, so. Y'know. Good luck dealing with that

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[ladyofmarvel]

[Oh, she's listening. And his pillow is now being thrown out into the hall and the door slammed and locked]

Have fun with that.

[Off]

[bestmercever]

[caaaaaaalling back, babe]

It was a joke, Carol.

[ladyofmarvel]

[Guess who's not answering]

[bestmercever]

[well, that's fine. He can text.]

I'm just teasing, Carol. Do you really think I'd say that where you can obviously hear if I were serious? You know me better than that.

[snicktsnickt]

You've got more? I wouldn't mind a cold beer.

[bestmercever]

What's in it for me, big guy? 'Cause it's starting to look like you only want me for my drinks.

[snicktsnickt]

I thought that was the extent of our friendship. Witty punching bags and booze?

What else could you possibly want? Oh, I do have a shiny new mattress. [The camera swings to show the pristine white mattress. He hasn't even sullied it with a sheet yet. Then swings back up, out of focus and then focusing on half of a toothy grin.] Jealous?

[bestmercever]

Only 'cause you're keeping it to yourself, half-pint.

[his smile, it is unreasonably flirtatious. He can't help it, really.]

Care to share? A little bit tit-for-tat, quid pro quo, et cetera.

[chasedthenight]

I did not know you were able to get drunk. Does it require large quantities of alcohol?

[bestmercever]

I'm not, but I enjoy drinking anyway.

[chasedthenight]

Why? What is the point if you do not get intoxicated?

[She's not trying to be a smartass. She's genuinely curious. What IS the point? It can't be the taste. She may be Wolverine's clone, but she does not see the appeal of a tall, frosty beer.]

I do not understand.

[bestmercever]

[Actually, it is the taste. Sorry, kiddo.]

It tastes good and it's something to pass the time.

[riverborntorun]

Do you have a habit of shagging whoever's in your vicinity when drinking?

[bestmercever]

Actually, I don't sleep with many people at all, and there's no such thing as Under The Influence for me. [wiggly fingers. He doesn't like not being able to get drunk, either, River. It's okay.]

[riverborntorun]

[bestmercever]

I'll consent. Come on over, chicklet. ...As long as you're not sick.

[lone_defender]

Not everyone's down with it. Maybe you just haven't caught it yet? [She smiles helpfully. Though, actually, she's healthy too...so she's counting on the 'some people are immune' thing. Or at least lucky. Because that doesn't look fun at all.] Is it Arkham-made? Cos if it's not you might want to be sure it's well hidden if you get sick.

[bestmercever]

I don't know anything about it except that apparently it killed Stark and I don't have it. I was hoping the doctors were getting somewhere with that.

[He rubs his face. This is not something that he has any desire to get hit with after spending a little time saddled with his cancer again. With a shudder, Wade looks directly at the camera.]

If you do come down with it, stay away from me, Carol, and Logan. Johnny too, 'cause I've got a feeling that you don't build an immunity to anything this place throws at you and he's already down. I think it's like knee injuries: once you've had it, it's hella easy to have another one.

[lone_defender]

No, I meant your drink. Is it home-brew or professional? [She arches an eyebrow at his request.] If I come down with it, I'm not even sure who those people are. [Unless Johnny refers to someone she knows whose name is John. It's kind of a common name.] I don't plan to run through the streets through it, so I think they'll be safe.

[bestmercever]

Oh! Sorry. Most of it is professional stuff, but I've got a two-liter that used to be full of Coke. It's been replaced with moonshine, though. Burns blue, so it's safe stuff, if you're interested in it.

As for being sick, though. Johnny shouldn't be hard to miss -- he's the guy who flirts with anything that's got tits and a moderately cute face; Logan is easily distinguished by his incessant grunting and growling; Carol is the hot blonde who was freaking out over me back when everyone was "normal" and my cancer was back.