Cable hadn't won, or tried to win, any prizes in the carnival so, as a consequence, he hadn't spent most of Halloween trying to fend off bloodthirsty stuffed animals that had been foolishly let into his home
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While Jamie didn't exactly make it a point to see Cable with anything approaching regularity, would never admit to checking up on him if only just to make sure he was still around, there was something sickly comforting about seeing the guy standing there with one of his many guns. Comforting enough, in fact, that Jamie wandered over instead of carrying on forward as might have been his usual inclination, hands shoved deep into the pockets of his favored trenchcoat.
"Now there's a Kodak moment," he said, blithely, to mark his entrance. Yesterday had been, in a word, interesting; though he and Layla had both managed to escape the killer toys unscathed, the most worrying part of the experience that they'd been separated for its duration, the whole thing had smacked of Arcade, right down to the carnival of the week before. "And me without my camera."
"Yes," Cable replied slowly, as he raised himself up straight. "Remiss of you."
"I take it you and Layla made it out okay?"
He didn't particularly like Madrox, despite the fact they seemed to have very similar tastes in friends, but he gave the man enough credit that he wouldn't be wandering around so blithely cheery if anything had happened to his girlfriend.
"Safe as houses," said Jamie, brows arched slightly. "Houses made out of more durable material than bamboo, that is." He paused a beat, then stepped forward a few feet, dropping down to a crouch to get a look at the remains of the toys.
He did, Zero was curled up asleep at the moment only a few yards away, tied to his pole next to the hut, a safe distance back from any toys.
"I'm flattered you've been paying such attention, Madrox," Cable replied as he tucked his shotgun back into it's holster, without ever breaking eye contact.
"I do have a dog. I also have ten currently entirely inanimate fluffy toys. Did you have any other questions?"
"I'm sensing... hostility," said Jamie with narrowed eyes, lifting his hands in mock surrender. "Relax. I come in peace. Just wanted to say hello, is all."
Jamie stared up at Cable, expression flat with disbelief. What Layla saw in the guy was absolutely beyond him, and Jamie could see just about every side to every situation; it was his gift, after all, one that never really went away despite the lack of his powers.
"Fine," he replied on a sigh, standing up, though he lowered his hands. "I can take a hint."
"Now there's a Kodak moment," he said, blithely, to mark his entrance. Yesterday had been, in a word, interesting; though he and Layla had both managed to escape the killer toys unscathed, the most worrying part of the experience that they'd been separated for its duration, the whole thing had smacked of Arcade, right down to the carnival of the week before. "And me without my camera."
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"I take it you and Layla made it out okay?"
He didn't particularly like Madrox, despite the fact they seemed to have very similar tastes in friends, but he gave the man enough credit that he wouldn't be wandering around so blithely cheery if anything had happened to his girlfriend.
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"Don't you already have a dog?"
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"I'm flattered you've been paying such attention, Madrox," Cable replied as he tucked his shotgun back into it's holster, without ever breaking eye contact.
"I do have a dog. I also have ten currently entirely inanimate fluffy toys. Did you have any other questions?"
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"Hello," he said in a blank voice.
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"Fine," he replied on a sigh, standing up, though he lowered his hands. "I can take a hint."
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