#wade94wilson

[amatterofforce]

wade94wilson

“I would appreciate it if you could be quiet. For just two seconds. S’il vous plaît.”

[followingkadence]

Stake outs are never boring with you...

wade94wilson

[Agent Wilson and Agent Howard you will be in communication blackout observing the comings and goings of this Tidus company. We want to know what they are doing and why their factories are giving off strange radiation readings.]

Kady offers her hand to this Agent Wilson a friendly smile on her lips, "Hello there. Nice to meet you." 

[laufeysonreinvented]

Fingers and Top of the Head (he'd pet the hair too)

// right back atcha! Such bros.

[theinevitablepromise]

wade94wilson answered: Eh, would you make Honey Lemon Japanese in the comics or Latin@ like in the movie?

I'm thinking I'll probably stick more to the movie since I like that version of her better (because science, fyeah science).

Hmm I suppose I could always have her verse hopping. It's canon that characters can hop between the multi verses so that might make more people for me to interact with.

[laufeysonreinvented]

(So, I've got different verses and stuff and you can pick any one if you want.) ❛ Sounds like somebody needs to sing a Christmas Carol. ❜

"Much as I love winter, Christmas is only a celebration for those who are liked. It only reminds me that I’m not on speaking terms with my family, and I’m not about to join someone else’s out of pity."

[kadyarchive-blog]

In the Middle of Nowhere

wade94wilson

It was beyond boring. Necessary but still no less boring. Kadence had once thrived well surrounded by people. She could read them, unlock their secrets, lessen their burdens and make them smile all with ease. She had thought it was because of her carefully constructed observation skills but she had been wrong. Her observations just echoes of a gene mutation that would soon become her reason for isolation. To empathize with someone's pain, or sorrow was one thing but to not be able to differentiate it from your own emotions was suffocating. Never being able to feel anything of your own because everyone else's feelings were far too loud.

Crowds became a source for an unbearable headache. People became obstacles she had to over come just in order to feel sane. It was hell and so she left it behind. Now there was only one person's pain to feel, her own. She was lonely and bored but she didn't have anyone else's emotions clouding her own. Living out in the woods in a small cabin was her solution. It wasn't a very good one but until she could find a way to block people out it would have to do. Though practising to keep other people's feelings away from her own was hard to do when you didn't have anyone trying to invade.

Sighing out of her self inflection she decides a distraction was in order. Finding mundane tasks better than sitting still and pouting over her circumstances she strides over to the kitchen. It was nearing lunch time and she had found she quite enjoyed cooking. Never having time for it before, she discovered a love for it now that all she had was time. Today she felt like something extravagant for lunch, grilled salmon and roasted potatoes. Humming softly to herself she began the meal prep finding a semblance of happiness now that her thoughts were no longer focused on how alone she was.

[laufeysonreinvented]

brush

He held his silence for a little while, not wanting to tread on a nerve in case Wade was missing having hair something fierce. His scarred friend wasn’t particularly touchy-feely, so Loki was reluctant to shut him down too hastily when he did reach out. “I don’t know how well dark hair would suit you, but if it keeps growing at this rate, I could easily spare enough inches for a wig. A touch of eyebrow pencil and we’d look like brothers,” he offered with a half-joking grin. It was at least marginally more feasible than the ridiculous Velcro mohawk idea he’d floated before.

[laufeysonreinvented]

home, lore

home - in what type of environment do you feel most safe?

I do not need anyone to protect me, so safety is a strange concept. Libraries have a curious way of making me leave my troubles at the door. Or, rarely, in a lover's arms I may feel at liberty to be less guarded.

lore - if your life were a tale, how do you expect it would end?

Dramatically, with my name going down in history and myself going down in flames.