Exploring a strange and new world

[malatheblueeyes]

Who: Mala and Deadpool
What: Exploring a strange and new world
Where: Gotham, business district
When: Three days after the riot
Interactions: Maybe
Warnings: Crude language, violence, bloody messes.

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[dystopiandynamo]

Deadpool had been having the time of his life during the riots. Fighting -everywhere- blood, gore, guts and looting! Looting was always fun because hey, what guy couldn't use a new TV even if the power had been cut to most buildings in the area. But as with all things, Deadpool had grown bored quickly of all of the entertainment, and had watched the fires die down, and things start to come apart. It wasn't like people could riot forever, he supposed

[malatheblueeyes]

Blood from the thug's head splattered across Mala's stunned face as she stood there with the knife in her hand. She certainly wasn't expecting her victim's head to explode under someone's foot, and the owner of that foot was without a doubt the most bizarre of beings she had ever encountered... amongst humans, anyway, if that's what he was. There wasn't a bit of skin showing on this man! He could be a hideous beast man under all that cloth as far as she knew. After a moment, Mala returned to her senses and jumped back, swinging the knife wildly before her face a few times before stopping with the knife pointed in the stranger's general direction

[dystopiandynamo]

Deadpool kneeled down, picking up several of the bills off the ground. "Sweetie ... this is money around here. And it's a good amount of it. Worth a lot more then the coins in your pocket right now." he seemed nice enough, but seemed unconcerned about the blade she was holding - after all, his swords were a draw away, and long enough to shish kebab her in one swipe.

He didn't seem weirded out, nor did he seem to even care that she didn't know - hell half the time he didn't know anything at all! But some basic things always remained.

"You aren't from around here are ya? How old are you anyway?" he quirked a brow, which registered across the mask enough to show surprise, but not much more.

[malatheblueeyes]

Mala raised an eyebrow. Was this man mad? He seemed nice enough, but really...

“That's paper. How the hell does paper pass off as money??” even as she asked, she realized that the man had an upper hand. He was right about one thing. She didn't know shit about this world. Before he could reply, she held her knife gripping hand between them and shook her head with her eyes closed. “Alright, yeah... I'm not from around here... exactly,” she said in a wishy-washy tone and lowering her hand dismissively. “And I'm not sure how old I am either. I wasn't exactly counting.” She let her gaze wonder a bit, as though taking in the sight of this world again for the first time.

“What is this place? It was like hell around here when I arrived... without the demons.” Until I corrected that... she thought, but kept it to herself.