“Looks like ah’ve missed out on a lot while ah was gone.”
“Boy have ya! Logan’s back or something! We’ve got Celestials trying to doom us and worst of all! Colossus grew his beard back! I’m mean dude its not a good look when you’re the shiny smooth dude!”
“…You wanna run that by me again, sugah?”
@thederpiestmerc
“Well like you said, Rogue. You have definitely missed out on a lot of stuff. But don’t worry there’s like a ton of fun stuff happening now! Where have you been anyway?” Wade raised a eyebrow at her.
“How do I know it’s really you?”
“Ah need you to backtrack to this ‘Celestial’ nonsense. And ah’m not sure how to take Logan being alive since ah’m sure he’s difficult to kill….And ah don’t even want to ask about that last one.” She rubs her hand over the bridge of her nose and pauses to raise an eyebrow at Wade.
“Y’all wanna test it out?” She holds up her bare hand.
“Wow you’ve really been out of the loop, yeah there’s been sightings of Celestials trying to annihilate us, something to do with some weird prophecy. So weird this shit doesn’t happen at any other planet!” Wade smiled, and took his glove off. “Alright, but if its your blueberry of a stepmom under there, I’m returning the favor she gave me between the 3rd and 4th rib.” He slowly grasped her hand…
The purposeful zap she sent through him, stealing his energy and some of his less….savory memories; was in retaliation for the comment on Mystique.
“You realize ah dislike her probably more than you d–….Did you seriously buy a dozen pink thongs because they make your uniform look better?” She gave him a flat ‘I am so done’ stare. “No one can see the color, Wade.”
She shook her head, realizing she was getting as easily distracted as he did. Great.
“Now then– do you have any more information on these celestials?”
Wade had to put his hands on his knees to steady himself after Rogue took hold. “First of all, don’t judge me on what I hold my stuff back with! I’m a fighter I gotta throw legs as well as fists and thongs are the less intrusive when using a round house! Though I am curious what Rogue rocks under her combat Peter Pan getup…”
Rolling her eyes- really she had no desire to know that much- she stepped closer to him, smirking and reaching a fingertip down to tilt his chin up. As she did, she leaned down closer to his face, making sure to give him an excellent view of her cleavage.
“Ah seem to recall a very pleasing make out session, followed by a certain ‘merc with a mouth’ basically calling it off before we could even figure out what we were….So ah doubt very much you want to know what’s underneath here, sugah.”
“C’mon, it was a weird time! We just beat Red Skull, shared an amazing smooch, easily top 3 on my list and then fucking WONDER MAN POPS OUT OF YOU like some ionic fucking babysitter, you’re passed out by the way so that in turn makes me look like a fucking creeper. So yeah kind of killed the mood…” He fought as much as he could not to notice her ever-visible curves before finally giving them a glance.
Oh, she noticed him looking.
Hook, Line and Sinker.
“Ah won’t deny things got a lil....crazy, and fast.” She huffed and crossed her arms, standing up straight again. “But be real Wade- when are our lives ever ‘normal’? And ah can guarantee you were a creeper way before that.” the corner of her mouth twitches playfully.
