Jul 12, 2013
"Ever get those moments where you just sit down with someone and talk to them because you have nothing else to do? I don't! What's crakin' new face?"
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"Ever get those moments where you just sit down with someone and talk to them because you have nothing else to do? I don't! What's crakin' new face?"
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+4 have entered the hangar
Carol barely glanced up from her work when she heard the door to her hangar slide open behind her. More than likely it was Galina coming in. It was only when no greeting came that she turned, tucking her screwdriver in her waistband. When she caught sight of the figure standing a few feet inside the door, she stepped off of the wing, landing nimbly on the ground. "If you're about the job, it's already been filled."
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"Well hello there ladies! And gentlemen. Welcome to the Deadpool lair! Sorry about my body. I know its bangin'. But I'll be back to my normal man self sooner or later. You should enjoy me while I'm in it now though. I'm a fiesty little bitch."
+7 Potential Clients
It had been more than a long night for Logan. Her client bailed on her and left her sitting alone at the bar for nearly two hours before she decided to leave herself. She wasn’t bummed about missing a job, just bummed about not getting paid. Boy, if she ever saw them in the streets, she’d give them what for for standing her up.
It was dark, and only the lights of passing cars and the moon above gave her light to see. For once, she missed the ugly yellow streetlights of the city. She stopped suddenly. Was it her mind playing tricks on her, or was she being followed?
Not wanting to expose her power immediately (though how could anyone see shadows in the dark?), she pulled a gun out of her purse. “Alright," she bellowed. “Who the hell is there?"