Continued from Ryan Reynolds quizzical visit... for @rationalunreason
“Ryan Reynolds” seemed happy with Bruce’s answers, thanked him for his time - and headed out of the lab without further ceremony. Of course, not ten minutes later, the actual Deadpool showed up, carrying chocolate raisins as a sort of peace offering. He left his swords by the door, making it evident that he wasn’t going to be a threat. He didn’t want to provoke the Hulk into appearing, even if he was eager to meet that guy too…
“Hi Bruce. Or would you rather I called you Dr. Banner? You don’t know me - but I feel like I know you. Sorry if that weirds you out, I often have that effect... Anyway. A little bird told me you’re into chocolate raisins.” he sat them down in front of him. Yeah, it had been Wade all along. And he thought Bruce too intelligent to insult him by pretending it wasn’t. “I’m… I didn’t know if I could trust you.” He sounded sincerely and rubbed the back of his neck. “I know I’m not welcome around here. I really am a fan, though.” a soft smile tugged at his lip.
Wade was masked, he preferred it that way. It made people less uncomfortable. Made people stare for different reasons. Made him feel less self conscious... “I came here to ask you about my skin condition. This guy who helped create me claimed he had a cure… but it was a ruse.” Wade bit his lip. “I don’t look too good, doc. And I’m tired of…” Wade shook his head, swallowing his words along with age old bitterness towards Francis.
He glanced up. “You’re one of the good guys.” he sounded matter-of-factly. He might just as well have said ‘you’re my last hope.’
“If nothing can be done, I’ll stop searching. But I feel stupid going through life wondering. I know it’s a lot to ask...”
