Aug 20, 2012
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Eddie bowed theatrically. "Ms. Kyle."
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Eddie bowed theatrically. "Ms. Kyle."
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And how did you come to be?
IN LAB
SHARKTOPUS WAS CREATED BY WHITE COAT MEN
ESCAPE WHEN CONTROL DEVICE SMASHED
WHITE COAT MEN DELICIOUS
YES
It was hard to tell when a creature with more teeth than the Osmond family was grinning, but it seemed to be giving that impression.
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You forgot the part where they’re morphed together.
SHARKTOPUS LEFT THAT PART OUT
DO NOT THINK LESS OF SHARKTOPUS FOR LEAVING OUT SHARKTOPUS' SHORTCOMINGS
NO
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You’re…a bit strange, aren’t you?
SHARKTOPUS IS BOTH A PERFECTLY NORMAL SHARK AND A PERFECTLY NORMAL OCTOPUS
YES
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YOU HAD A STARFIRE?
have.
The Three Way
Wade is fairly pleased with himself as he climbs up the fire escape to Crane's apartment, and with damn good reason. Today had been productive. After leaving for the day, he'd almost immediately managed to round up a two-bit hitman who'd been working as muscle for the local mob. Nobody who'd be missed--the guy was pretty pathetic, truth be told, his only selling point being that he knew which end of the gun to point away from himself.
Not that it mattered when dealing with Deadpool.
After dragging him in and presenting him to an extremely alarmed Police HQ, Wade had gone merrily on his way with a nice, $800 reward. Nothing impressive, but certainly enough to get himself a taco (Katow-Jo had disappeared by then, or else he would've gotten 2).
And then of course, his little run in with Elva, which was almost certainly not her real name, but since they were going to be besties and all, Wade figured he'd learn it for sure eventually.
After that, a trip to good ol' Wal-Mart, where he'd bought no less than $400 worth of groceries and about $150 of jeans, shirts, socks, a pair of sneakers, a hoodie, and a truly massive duffle bag to stuff it all in. He figured he'd hand Crane a hundred and tell him to consider it his rent for the week.
He's sporting some of the new clothes now, since running around in costume 24/7 wasn't his preferred option. A red hoodie over a black Perry the Platypus T-shirt (because Phineas and Ferb was an awesome show, and it was nice to see another Disney character) and jeans were his choice for the evening, hood pulled up to prevent anyone from being accidentally traumatized by his face.
He's in the process of letting himself in the window when he actually looks up.
Well then.
Seems like Crane is having a unexpected visitor--one Wade is all too happy to see. Pausing a minute to rummage around in his (new!) duffel bag, he quickly pulls his gloves and mask back on. Generally speaking, Deadpool didn't like for new acquaintances to see his face without a little warning. Crane was a bit different--he had scars of his own, after all, and Wade had wanted to put him at ease. But he'd always been a little more hesitant to show the ladies what he really looked like. It didn't matter that he didn't have a chance, or that he wasn't even really pursuing "Elva". Women just tended to make him more self-conscious, he wasn't really sure why.
Cover-up accomplished, Wade finishes opening the window (working his way through more of those adorable locks) and tosses the duffel bag in gently, hauling himself in after it.
Straightening up, he looks to Elva, grinning and waving.
"Well hey there, new best friend! Wasn't expecting to see you again this soon. I would've bought nail polish if I'd realized you were gonna take me up on our sleepover that quickly."
Wade swivels his attention to Crane.
"So, when did you decide to get a cat? Didn't peg you for an animal person. Brought home some groceries, by the way. You're welcome. Seriously, I'm expecting you to dig in. You look like you're gonna snap in half or something."
Someone I used to know.
She's used to having to fight Bruce for his attention. She's used to having to deal with the justice crusade, the never-ending nightly rendezvous with his mistress, the city of Gotham. She's used to the smiles from interested women at charity balls, the ones who blatantly ignore the ring on his finger and the statuesque Arab woman on his arm.
She's used to all that.
What she's not used to is his infatuation with Selina Kyle. She can't understand it. She can justify the other women as cheap, desperate, lacking in their own lives and marriage, needing the danger, the rush. But Selina doesn't need any of that. She has her own adventures. Talia isn't a jealous woman, not by any means.
That doesn't mean she isn't incensed when she smells the faint lingering of a very familiar perfume on Bruce's suit, skin. It's a perfume she recognizes as she passes by a chicly dressed woman looking into a jewelry store off of Gotham's higher end streets. She stops, pretending to window shop too, before speaking.
"You're always attracted to the things that don't belong to you, qitta."
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