[Log 06 : Saft + Deadpool aka (Oh God what?)

[swordandscales]

There's a bar in the middle of some city she's never even heard of before, then again Saft still wasn't entirely too familiar with earth. Since she was dragged here against her will there were similarities to the world she was from and this one but to be honest she actually preferred things here

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[4thwallcansukmy]

You can bet Deadpool was there. And he didn't look very happy. Not at all. Not that he was ever really happy to begin with. He was rarely ever happy at all actually. But today he was in one of his particularly touchy moods. He sits down at the bar and waves to the bartender.

"'Oh, barkeep! yooohoooo~." Despite the way that was worded, the way he said it made it pretty obvious he was in a bad mood. Well, bader mood is probably the best word.

"Mind gettin' me something reeeal strong like? Long day." Luckily, the bartender complied and started preparing the drink. It was at this time that Deadpool took note that Saft was there, but he'd like to have a few shots of liquor in him before he addressed her.

[ooc: Sorry kind of a place holder. I really need some sleep. v.v;;]

[swordandscales]

Saft looked into her glass, it was almost empty, she better sober up soon though. You can't be taken seriously if you go after one of your purp's completley drunk out of your head on god knows what.

It's then she notices Deadpool and double takes for a moment she thinks that it's her boss the similarities are rather striking but the voice it's different. Obviously this guy was on his way to a costumed party and had decided that going as "Deathstroke The Terminator" was a pretty good idea. Saft can't help but snicker to herself. It's one of the most inaccurate things she's ever seen. For one theme why does the costume have both eyes? Plus the orange was a little more redder than it should have been. Hoo boy.

"That's a pretty neat costume...Lemmie guess, Those swords on your back? Foam? They look real."

[OOC: No worries, I know that feeling oh too well. Go get some sleep!]

[4thwallcansukmy]

Deadpool tended to get this a lot about his attire. Geez, it's NOT A COSTUME PEOPLE. It's-- okay, fine it kinda is, but not the costume YOU'RE thinking of. Bet Spiderman never gets this treatment.

"They do? That's weird, 'cause I just got these from Family Dollar on the way over."

[swordandscales]

"Mmhmm? That's nice..."

Spiderwho now? She smiles and presumes he's just joking around with her, You'd have to be some kind of idiot to walk into a public place with those sort of weapons strapped to your back, At least Saft's were in a duffle bag near her stool. As amused as she is by Deadpool she glances over her shoulder and watches her target. Who's just sat drinking a tall glass of beer to himself occasionally wiping his noise on the back of his hand -- sort of gross really.

She sighs and rubs the back of her neck, she could think of a million different things she could be doing with her night but no. She had to be here. She just hoped there was something nice waiting for her back home which will have been worth all the trouble.