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Post by Vanessa Vale on Oct 27, 2010 19:02:36 GMT -6
The next day Vanessa called in sick to work. But around noon she decided she couldn't mope around in bed all day. Getting up, she tried some hair of the dog, and popped two painkillers to try and put an end to the throbbing headache. Then she took a warm shower, blow dried her hair, applied some lip gloss, and walked out the door of her apartment.
Making her way to the corner coffee shop, she thought over the events of the night before. The sun was painful for her eyes so she wore her cop glasses, the ones that were somewhat like mirrors.
Unlike her normal self, she wasn't paying too much attention to what went on around her, so she was surprised when she lifted her head to see a familiar form walking up to her.
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Post by Revan "DeadPool" Brink on Oct 27, 2010 19:17:58 GMT -6
From the Night before DeadPool simply went to a low rate hotel and simpled got wasted. When waking up he saw all the beer cans and alchole bottles laying around his bed, counting all of them to see how much this time around it was to get him drunk. "Wow A NEW RECORD" he screamed as he counted a 100 beer cans and 5 scotch bottles. As he shuffled out of the bed he went into the bath room and took off his mask. Looking at him self in the mirror he saw his complete Black eyes with a hint of red, with his mid long white hair, and with a blue tint to his skin. Though there was nothing wrong with him he always thought he was hideous. To him the inside matter most and whatever you were in the inside you were on the outside.
Shaking his head he took of his suit and took a quick shower and doing his necessity. Once he was done he put on his suit, along with the trench coat and fedora he had gotten last night over his suit. Equiping his guns to his sides, and his swords on his back, he left the motel and started to walk. To his suprise as he walked to a cafe he saw his good old copper friend Vanessa. Approching her he spoke with a smile, "Hey there Toots, hows the good ol' noggin there, spinning as usual to the delight of seeing me".
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Post by Vanessa Vale on Oct 28, 2010 9:04:21 GMT -6
Vanessa closed her eyes and sighed, instantly her headache started to throb harder. She didn't want to see any men in masks that morning, perhaps maybe never again. With a frown she turned on her heels and headed back in the opposite direction, although she doubted he'd leave her alone. Deadpool wasn't one to take a hint.
As she did, she rubbed at her temples. She supposed she really couldn't blame him for this. She'd been the little idiot the night before, getting drunk and then trying to be lady temptress. It served her right really.
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Post by Revan "DeadPool" Brink on Oct 28, 2010 9:18:35 GMT -6
DeadPool saw her walk away as he approuched her, raising a brow and walked up to her. "Hey now baby now thats cold, much colder then when I tried to get a picture of the Olsen Twins" He said with a smile. Still walking up besides her he truned his back walking backwards so he could face her.
"Hey Toots about last night, Lets just forget it ever happen, like a dream with a naked Bea Arthur, you know it happen, but you just want to forget about it" He grinned a bit.
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Post by Vanessa Vale on Oct 28, 2010 9:21:43 GMT -6
Vanessa paused and studied him for a moment. She was kind of surprised. She thought for sure he'd be mocking her by now, or at least making wild jokes about it. She nodded slowly.
"Okay. Thanks." She looked him over quickly, "So unlike the Batman you come out during the day. That's useful. However, he still seemed to know about you. He seems to know a lot for a guy who only works at night." The last part she mostly muttered to herself.
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Post by Revan "DeadPool" Brink on Oct 28, 2010 9:36:56 GMT -6
"Nah, he didn't partly the reason why he didn't attack and throw my out on the street" he said. "If you hadn't notice, he isn't the type to simply just wait there and watch you, he was trying to get as much information out of me, like the little stalker he is"He continue to say.
"Now then again, I don't know what type of information he could get out of me, other then that Im Awesomely sexy" he said turning around walking correctly. he continued smiling, "And that I hate baby's would shot one if I had the chance, Rock-aby-baby BANG".
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Post by Vanessa Vale on Oct 28, 2010 9:45:43 GMT -6
Her thoughtful expression turns horrified and she looks over at him to see if he was joking, if it was a joke it certainly wasn't funny. "Remind me to never procreate with you." She mutters before continuing on.
"So what's our next step? He knows now that you and I are... working together. He wont trust me now."
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Post by Revan "DeadPool" Brink on Oct 28, 2010 10:02:23 GMT -6
DeadPool fold his arms, scratching his head, then said "Well you know push old ladys, Trip blind people, one of those things will get his attention". He then unfolded his arms a bit and thought about it for a minute. "oh and you shouldn't trust the Battsy either, You know he could be Bugging you to join him, get it Bugging I slay them"he said smiling.
He was helping her in his own little twisted way with out giving full explanation to what he meant. He was hoping that she would get what he meant by just the joke alone but it would have been funny if she didn't.
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Post by Vanessa Vale on Oct 28, 2010 10:06:06 GMT -6
"I've thought about that. It doesnt matter. I'm hardly in my own home or my office. I work on the streets..." quickly adds, "As a COP, and it would be difficult to bug my life. It's more likely he's got a tracer on you or something."
She peered at him closely for a moment. "Maybe.... maybe there is one way to at least make him trust that i'm not in league with you..."
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Post by Revan "DeadPool" Brink on Oct 28, 2010 10:15:57 GMT -6
DeadPool looked at her as she explained that it would be hard to trace her life. Or more specifically what she felt about how tracing her life was hard. Either way it didn't matter to DeadPool what mattered was him and Batman doing the Mambo and getting the fight underway.
He then noticed she pausing after every other word as if she had a idea about something. "listen here if what your thinking is arresting me, check my file once you order it, I don't do well in cuffs. Cops seem to get scratch all over the nice Precinct, along with bullet holes...and fires" he said smiling.
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Post by Vanessa Vale on Oct 28, 2010 10:20:41 GMT -6
"But it would solve the problem!" She protested, "Either that or having you pull a Metal-Mouth and kidnapping me or something..." She paused, "Maybe, that could work too." She shrugged and smirked, "Don't tell me you'd protest to putting me in cuffs." She chuckled but then checked herself. "Sorry."
What was it about this guy that brought out the worst in her?
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Post by Revan "DeadPool" Brink on Oct 28, 2010 10:28:13 GMT -6
DeadPool simply was putting cleaning his ear out while she protested against his protest about putting cuffs on him. He then snapped out of doing so as he heard her say about kidnapping her and cuffing. "Whoah there Toots a bit kinky don't you think, you haven't even bought me a diamond necklace yet" he said smirking.
"But you know if you want That can be arranged, along with some honey, and a side of Bat wings and legs as the main course" he said chuckling a bit.
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Post by Vanessa Vale on Oct 28, 2010 10:36:22 GMT -6
"I think its our only option. Listen, take some time, plan it out, and then when I least expect it make the move. It's got to seem as real as possible, and between then and now we shouldn't meet like this again." She nodded with that, secretly, inwardly, wondering if she were selling herself short at her willingness to be the damsel in distress.
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Post by Revan "DeadPool" Brink on Oct 28, 2010 10:44:03 GMT -6
" Ah come one toots, why not we can walk down the a sun setting beach, or party hardy at my place, though its a dump" he said smirking. "But then again you would cramp my tripping blind people, and throwing babys off of roofs for fun day" he continued.
"but alright tootsie roll, Ill kidnap you and try to hold the urge to pinch your cheeks, you cute little coppy trickster you" he said smiling as he put his hands in his trench coat.
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Post by Vanessa Vale on Oct 28, 2010 13:01:04 GMT -6
She scoffed and shook her head while inwardly thinking I can't believe I was going to let this guy in my pants. "Whatever. Just make sure you don't take too long." With that she walked into a nearby drug store intended to buy every kind of painkiller she could get her hands on.
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