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Post by Revan "DeadPool" Brink on Oct 25, 2010 0:23:48 GMT -6
Finally, DeadPool has finally made it back to Gotham, the most slim ball city out of all in the world. Which by the way was his favorite, all the fighting and urban survival, gave him a joke to crack here and there. DeadPool standing up on a building roofs edge looked over to the side wondering where his target was. The Batman or what he liked to refer to him as Batty bat or Bat wings. To him this was just another job and another way to get money. Which was going threw his mind like clock work, going to get paid going to get paid he thought while he sang it in his head. The money was what made him continue his search for the man Bat. For DeadPool Never truly gave up on a job in till it was complete or in till his employer told him that was it. But If his employer did that they would still have to pay him, or he would pull out there spin out of a place they wouldn't want it pulled from. He was very impatient when it came to his money and if you messed with it you'd have to die. Of course in a comical way so he could laugh, of course not you but he would. Besides that he continued the streets looking for any sign of the Batty bat lately and hasn't had any luck. He'd even try talking to the gangs and even they haven't seen him tonight which was a real bummer. But, then he remembered something, a certain police officer who was, sorta close to him, well close enough.
DeadPool with a happy glee on his face jumped from building to building landing on his feet. "And he jumps, Sticking the Dismount and the Crowd goes wild; GO DEADPOOL THE GREAT, YOU ROCK MY SOCKS" he said as he jumped. "I know I know no need for that, come one its alright now, I'm blushing under this mask" he continued. Finally making it to the police HQ he entered quietly, sitting in Vanessa's room playing with her stuff on her desk."WOW this chicks messier then I am I think I like her, like they say the messier the chick the crazier" he said with a smile., Messing with some wild looking class thing he balanced it on his fingers, flipping it around till he heard something putting it down and waiting. |
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Post by Vanessa Vale on Oct 25, 2010 0:29:39 GMT -6
Vanessa was about ready to call it a day. Once again she was man. The judge had thrown out a case where she and her partner arrested three drug dealers because he claimed the paper work wasn't right. of course he'd just been bought by the mob. They ALL had been bought. Lately she was starting to wonder if Batman was the only one in the city with any sense.
As she opened the door to her office she sighed and pulled out the hair elastic keeping her hair back. In one hand she held her hat as the other ran her fingers through her long red hair. At first she didn't see the masked idiot at her desk, but after she'd closed the door and turned around she saw him and instantly frowned.
"Oh god. Not you again." She groaned. "What do you want now?"
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Post by Revan "DeadPool" Brink on Oct 25, 2010 0:37:22 GMT -6
"Ah you that hurts you don't like to see your old pal DeadPool? That hurts after all the fun we had, you know you getting shot, you seeing me get shot and healed in an instant" He said with a smile. He noticed she had a rough day, To him who hadn't he's entire life was rough. Then again he was crazy and had the healing factor to help him, so it wasn't that much of a toll on him. Though at times it did, but these weren't on of those times he was her for strictly business.
putting up his feet on her desk as he leaned back on her chair he looked to her. "I'm her Strictly for business serious scary police babe, you want to put the Bat away and I need him hurt, possible we can work something out?" he said with a smile. He knew that she had some connection to the Bat, and if that connection could get him closer to his goals he was gonna use it.
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Post by Vanessa Vale on Oct 25, 2010 0:41:02 GMT -6
Vanessa was about to tell him to get out when he went on to say he thought they could help eachother. It was true that she wanted to put the Batman behind bars. She turned and hung up her hat on a hook near the door, seeming to consider for a moment before she walked over to the desk and sat in her chair.
"I'm listening." She said, swiveling from side to side a bit. She was pretty short and her feet barely reached the floor, but she had a way of sitting tall. She rested her arms on the armrests and leaned back. "What are you proposing?"
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Post by Revan "DeadPool" Brink on Oct 25, 2010 0:47:49 GMT -6
DeadPool looked at her sit in her desk calmly considering the partnership that he offered. He knew this was his chance to get the Batty and his money. "you know a little part time partnership between two good ol' buddys to catch one little fruit bat" he said folding his arms.
"You call him I rough him up a bit, you bring him to the hospital and take him to jail from there I get my money and you get your pup" he said turning around. " a win win if you ask me" he said turning his head slightly to the left to see her.
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Post by Vanessa Vale on Oct 25, 2010 0:50:44 GMT -6
Vanessa frowned, "I dont want him hurt. That's not how it works. Why are you so keen on beating him up?" She didn't like that at all, "I'm willing to set up a sting with you but not so that you can be a bully. Besides, I seriously don't think you could rough him up. Have you seen him fight?"
She admired the Batman... in more ways than one. And the way he'd handled the Drug Store shoot out had her day dreaming on several occasions.
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Post by Revan "DeadPool" Brink on Oct 25, 2010 0:59:19 GMT -6
"Yeah I've seen surveillance cameras, seems like the same old moves my pizza face of a dad taught me a long time ago, that and how to break someones neck with just your pinky but that's besides the point" he said smirking. " Don't worry about me I can handle the Bat, I'm guessing your department doesn't have my records yet you should request them sometime you'd be surprised more then when George lucious when he had to make star wars 1-3" he said turning around to her.
Looking at her but not directly in her eyes and smiled a bit unfolding his arms. "alright I won't hurt, that much just enough so you can bring him in alright" he said as he put his hand behind his back crossing his fingers.
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Post by Vanessa Vale on Oct 25, 2010 1:07:30 GMT -6
Vanessa shook her head, seriously not knowing what to make of this guy. But if he was willing to go through with this and now actually hurt Batman then it was worth a try. "Alright then Mr... er... Deadpool. You've got yourself a deal."
She ran her fingers absentmindedly through her hair again, "I guess the best way to draw him out would be to make it seem like there's a disaster or something. Maybe a robbery or a hostage situation." She pierced her lips together, trying to think.
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Post by Revan "DeadPool" Brink on Oct 25, 2010 1:39:30 GMT -6
"Great, now this is gonna be one better partnership then the Daisy Dukes and there really short pants" he said with and eyebrow up. He shurged a bit looking at Vanessa think how to get Bat wings to them.
"Hmmmm, I can do that make it seem like I'm about to rob a place, or pretend I'm hurting someone" he said throwing out ideas. "We could lay out some Bat Food like fruits and flys" he said smiling a bit.
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Post by Vanessa Vale on Oct 25, 2010 1:50:32 GMT -6
Vanessa just rolled her eyes, "Whatever you can do that will get his attention I guess. I'll have my men on standby, ready to bring him in." She stood then and walked over to the coffee pot to pour herself a mug, "Coffee?" She asked as she did.
"We need to decide when too. I'd prefer sooner or later. Maybe tomorrow night?"
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Post by Revan "DeadPool" Brink on Oct 25, 2010 2:06:57 GMT -6
DeadPool looked to her, as she spoke of what he would do to get the bats attention, and getting a cup of Joe. He raised a slight brow and smirked a bit, "No thanks I go for the Hard stuff you know, Scotch, Brandy the good stuff, the stuff that would make my mama cry".
Again hearing her words about when he should get bats attention he looked up a bit. "sure why not tomorrow seem a better day then any, tomorrow will be the start of Bat hunting season" he said with smile.
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Post by Vanessa Vale on Oct 25, 2010 2:17:27 GMT -6
Vanessa arched an eyebrow and smirked. "Your mama was a crier hm?" She mused. Leaning over, she opened her desk drawer and reached into the back where she pulled out a bottle of tequila and two shot glasses. They were actually leftovers from a bachelorette party she'd attended several months back. She figured it might be nice to have in case of an emergency. But for some reason that night she wanted to show she could handle anything thrown at her. She liked to think of herself as one tough lady.
"How about this then?" She asked, smirking and folding her arms after she'd placed the bottle and glasses on the desk between them.
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Post by Revan "DeadPool" Brink on Oct 25, 2010 2:26:21 GMT -6
DeadPool raised a brow looking at the fine piece of alcohol he'd ever seen in his life. The thing was because of his healing factor alcohol went right threw him, taking about 5 of those bottles quickly one after another to actually get a bit drunk. Then even when he did it would only last about 2 minutes before he snapped back to being sober. "That's pretty nice, wouldn't think a classy girl like you would be holding out, that's some fancy bottle" he said with a smirk.
"I gotta tell you because of my healing factor I'm not going to get drunk like you light weights do, it would take a lot more then that to do it, more like Chuck Noris more" he said folding his arms.
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Post by Vanessa Vale on Oct 25, 2010 2:29:38 GMT -6
Vanessa arched an eyebrow and shrugged, "Neither do I. I'm pretty good at holding my own with liquor." She poured two of the shot glasses and picked one up, holding it out to him.
"To bat hunting." She said with a smirk, a somewhat wicked glint in her eyes. She had to admit the idea of the Batman in handcuffs was a wild turn on... in more ways than one.
She downed the drink quickly before pouring another.
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Post by Revan "DeadPool" Brink on Oct 25, 2010 2:38:22 GMT -6
DeadPool watched her down the first shot of alcohol and raised a brow a bit. He smirked lifting his mask only to show his mouth, he took his shot close and downed it. "Now that would kick a donkey in the sensitives and knock him out" he said with a grin.
DeadPool loved alcohol but the thing was that he wasn't easily subdued by it. He would have to buy ounces of the stuff before it would kick in and to have it last a few was a buzz kill.
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