Deadpool's Office, All Day Sunday

[mouthy_merc]

After finally finding his office, Wade began the long task of decorating it with all of personal belongings. Though, for him? That only meant a small heart shaped picture frame containing a photograph of Bea Arthur

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[robotboyfetish]

Cassie was spending the day going through the school building, so she'd know where her classes were.

When she peered into this office, however, she froze.

"Oh crap."

[mouthy_merc]

"Nubile Young Avenger!"

[robotboyfetish]

Cassie facepalmed. "Are you teaching here?"

[mouthy_merc]

Would I have this fancy office if I wasn't?" Wade asked, gesturing around the nearly empty room.

[stocksgrrl]

Turtle Wexler was a desperate girl. The pain was getting really, really badly but she didn't have the convenience of her father's liquor cabinet to help her out. Holding her jaw, she went poking around the school building in search of teachers. Not that she figured any of them would be around on a Sunday, but she figured the chance of catching on doing some prep work or something and them helping her was more likely than one of the fellow students being able to help (or so she figured).

"Oh. Mr. Deadpool," Turtle said miserably when she peeked in and saw him. She was glad to find one of the teachers she knew, but the pain significantly made her sound very disheartened. "Hi."

[mouthy_merc]

Wade looked up from his pizza and beer and grinned stupidly at the 'Mr. Deadpool'.

"Turtle! Pizza?"

[stocksgrrl]

The groan from Turtle matched the groan of hungry from her stomach as one hand still cradled her jaw, the other hoovered on her belly. "No...no thanks. But I'll take some bourbon if you have it."

[mouthy_merc]

Pushing a slice of pizza at Turtle, Wade opened another beer. "No bourbon here," He said, gesturing around the empty office. "I do, however, have a very lovely picture of Bea Arthur, if that helps."

He might have nudged a beer at her, looking away as he did so.

[connernotconnor]

Conner was in a little bit of an argument with Ethan as he headed out toward town. This might in theory have distracted him from navigating a decent course across campus.

. . . by a lot, considering he detoured through the school.

But hey, it was an animated argument.

". . . Look, Ethan -- yeah, whatever, dude, there is no way your Tricerazord could have done more damage than my Tyrannozord. No, I don't want to hear it . . . what? What? No way, you're just jealous 'cause you couldn't drive the Dimetrozord!"

A pause, then a snort. "Oh yeah? And what proof do you have? . . . what? Hey! I'll have you know I did not drive it into that building by accident, okay? That was totally part of the plan!"

[mouthy_merc]

Wade poked his head out of his office, looking like one of the Three Stooges. If they were ninjas, that is.

(Driving, Hmm?)

[connernotconnor]

"It was a perfectly valid strategy!" Conner ranted on. "I knew how much damage the T-zord could take, and -- agh!"

What? It was a totally reasonable reaction when a ninja head popped out of a doorway at you all Three Stooges-like.

[OOC: And now I must run AFK for another hour or so, argh.]

[mouthy_merc]

It totally was too.

"T-Zord?" Wade asked, raising an eyebrow.