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Post by AnT on Jun 26, 2012 22:00:22 GMT -5
 Running away from the MRDs, Rogue snuck aboard a moving van, and rode it to where it was going. She didn't care; she just had to get away from her birthplace. As far as she knew, Illinois was nothing to her, now. |
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Post by YolkaEd on Jun 26, 2012 22:11:57 GMT -5
And riding with her...  "...no way like the highway, huh?" Humming, the mercenary was casually kicking back whilst fiddling with a video camera containing footage from India; looking apathetic to Rogue's dilemma as usual. |
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Post by AnT on Jun 28, 2012 12:19:38 GMT -5
"..." She seriously had no idea why he was following her...but he never did shut up. She just did her best to ignore him, especially when she wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone. Looking out the rear of the trailer, she can see some kind of wooden bar in the moist swamps, that the truck was pulling nearby. "Crap!!" Since she snuck in the truck, Rogue quickly leaped out before the driver could see her. |
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Post by YolkaEd on Jun 28, 2012 13:50:01 GMT -5
"Alley-oop!" And Deadpool quickly leapt out after her. |
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Post by AnT on Jun 28, 2012 17:19:54 GMT -5
Well she had quite enough with this nut following her. "Yah know...yur gonna attract so much attention around meh with all that...'gear' on yuh. Not to mention you almost dress like that Spider-Guy." |
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Post by YolkaEd on Jun 28, 2012 17:44:22 GMT -5
"...you know, I can read your motivations. If you want me to mosey along, at least say it." Deadpool noted. "Besides..." At which point, he took another gander at his uniform. "...yeah, I do look a bit like Spidey! It's a good thing that I don't act like him, though; otherwise we might get some troubles with Mephisto. Heyo~!" And he chuckled. "Aaah, they'll never live that down..." |
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Post by AnT on Jun 29, 2012 22:06:24 GMT -5
"......ah don't even want to know." Shaking her head, she turned around, "Look, ah got some stuff ah gotta figure on mah own. Thanks for the....help, ah guess, but you should get back to...whatever yuh do." |
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Post by YolkaEd on Jun 30, 2012 4:52:42 GMT -5
"But that's the thing; I got nothing to do right now!" Deadpool said with a light whine. "No one's given me any assignments to kill anybody lately, and I'm bored out of my skull! Even my text boxes are out of town for the month, and you're practically the closest to any story progression in this state!" He cleared his throat, returning to normal. "So, long story short, unless we stumble upon any other central characters here..." |
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Post by AnT on Jun 30, 2012 23:41:45 GMT -5
".....story?!? Characters?!?" As long as she was with him, he talked like this was some form of fiction of something. This was all she could take. "What are you talking about?!?!" |
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Post by YolkaEd on Jul 1, 2012 3:47:40 GMT -5
...and then he got an idea. An awful, awful idea. Deadpool got a wonderful, awful idea... "...wanna find out?" Quickly, Deadpool snagged Rogue's wrist. "Just a touch, and you'll see!" |
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Post by AnT on Jul 1, 2012 9:51:39 GMT -5
"Oh hell no!!" she cried, ripping herself from his grip. She then hurried toward the bar. The last thing she wanted was this nut in her head. |
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Post by YolkaEd on Jul 1, 2012 9:54:36 GMT -5
"Oh, c'mon, it'll be fun!" Deadpool called, as he ran after her. "Just a touch, and you'll see all the colors of the wind!" He blinked. "...wait, that's the wrong reference... oh, what the hell; you'll be enlightened!" As the two of them ran towards the bar, one of the bar's patrons happened to glance outside, and blinked at the sight. |
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Post by AnT on Jul 1, 2012 9:58:15 GMT -5
Seems she ran into a bar for only thugs. Amazing that they didn't notice her yet...probably because there's tramps in this bar too, latching onto some sleazy men. They probably think Rogue is some hooker, too. |
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Post by YolkaEd on Jul 1, 2012 10:02:10 GMT -5
So, who would be ready for some old-fashioned irony barging in right behind her? Definitely not Rogue, but a certain merc had no such care. "And Deadpool brings it home!" he cackled as he barged into the bar, right behind Rogue. "Applause and wads of cash are expected, ladies and gentlemen!" The same patron who had noticed the peculiar scene earlier grit his teeth out of annoyance. ...Wilson... |
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Post by AnT on Jul 1, 2012 10:03:58 GMT -5
"...." Same as her, gritting her teeth. But near the bar, she spotted someone that looked familiar. "....Logan?" |
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