[Fiona is sitting on the roof of her rover with a small stock of snowballs, pelting them at the snowman on the ground. It looks exactly like Fiona, except, of course, made of snow, and smiling placidly. She never smiles like that, it makes her look lobotomized. A cigarette dangles from her mouth.]
Yeah, sure. Thanks. [She takes her Gauss rifle out of her pack.] I know how to shoot and everything. [She's not great at it, but she knows enough of the basics that anything more will come with time and practice.]
[He aims a swift kick in the snowwoman's direction, letting it crumble before he steps on the remains as he moves closer.]
Good. Right in the head. Not always easy though. Chest'll do just fine too.
Knife, though. [He's still twirling it, slowly, carefully.] Major arteries are a good place to start. Under the armpit, behind the knee, side of the neck, near the groin. Jugular and carotid arteries.
[He snatches it out of the air, extending the hilt out at her to take.] Stab 'em in the eye. Achilles' tendon too, if you're in a pinch.
[That brings a smile to Fiona's face. Christ, she hates that awful thing. Fiona takes the knife carefully, weighing it in her hand before holding it like he had, copying him from observation.] Armpit, knee, neck, groin. All the places you'd call the hospital over.
[It occurs to her hat she can reverse her previous knowledge of childcare, the constant worry over the kids hurting themselves in the worst and most dangerous places. She can turn that inside out, into a map of all the ways she can hurt people. The knowledge should be chilling, but it's not. It's just very clear.]
[Since she died, everything's just been... very clear.] Achilles' tendon? You want me to go all mob boss on somebody? [Still, it makes sense. They wouldn't do it if it didn't work.]
Only if you need to. Say you get knocked to the ground. Real easy to slash that tendon and send them right down in the dirt with ya. [And then, you know, roll over on top of them and go to town.]
So. Let's start. [He's looking up at her expectantly, folding his arms across his chest.]
[There's a silent moment where Fiona just stares blankly up at Wilson, until she gets it. She scoffs.] I'm not fucking stabbing you, c'mon. [There are still plenty of snowmen to stab. She walks past him, knife still in hand, to find one.]
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Date: 2014-10-06 11:19 am (UTC)where does the name deadpool come from anyway
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Date: 2014-10-06 03:42 pm (UTC)hi to you too sugarlips
FROM: wilson.wade@cdc.org
the doctor and his labmonkey used to place bets about how long each subject would live. so. a 'deadpool'.
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Date: 2014-10-06 04:49 pm (UTC)FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
i still like wilson better
FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
so when u die and stuff do u really die
FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
like when u shot urself. u come back?
FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
tell me to fuck off if its none of my business
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Date: 2014-10-06 04:52 pm (UTC)no I don't really die
FROM: wilson.wade@cdc.org
I heal too fast to die. I've tried a lot of shit but nothing seems to work for good.
FROM: wilson.wade@cdc.org
ba bap ba baaaaaaaaaaaaa.
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Date: 2014-10-06 04:57 pm (UTC)FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
oh ok
FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
im trying 2 make sure everythings normal like coming back and all of that
FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
how have u been anyway?
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Date: 2014-10-06 05:01 pm (UTC)wait did you get yourself offed for that asstastic mission???
you're blue so dumb question I guess.
FROM: wilson.wade@cdc.org
did you meet Death?
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Date: 2014-10-06 06:01 pm (UTC)FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
its not like i had a choice. what am i gonna do papercut some1 2 death
FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
i dont remember anything. no white light at all
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Date: 2014-10-06 06:30 pm (UTC)let me teach you some basics at least.
FROM: wilson.wade@cdc.org
really? huh. okay.
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Date: 2014-10-06 06:34 pm (UTC)FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
u would teach me?
FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
maybe id remember if id stayed dead
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Date: 2014-10-06 06:35 pm (UTC)yeah
FROM: wilson.wade@cdc.org
that way you'll know a few neato tricks to fuck someone up forever if they try anything stupid
FROM: wilson.wade@cdc.org
nah. if you'd met her, you'd remember.
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Date: 2014-10-06 06:42 pm (UTC)FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
im always up 4 neato tricks. whats ur rate
FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
ill keep an eye out next time
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Date: 2014-10-06 10:23 pm (UTC)idk. never got hired to teach people how to kill before.
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Date: 2014-10-06 10:47 pm (UTC)FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
i could teach u something in return but all my neato tricks r boring. if u need some1 to balance ur checkbook im ur girl
FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
i can cook?
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Date: 2014-10-06 10:50 pm (UTC)FROM: wilson.wade@cdc.org
done and done. you got a knife and a gun?
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Date: 2014-10-06 11:00 pm (UTC)the cooking or the checkbook balancing?
FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
i got a gun. im getting a knife the next drop
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Date: 2014-10-06 11:02 pm (UTC)the cooking. i only pay in cash.
FROM: wilson.wade@cdc.org
k. sounds good.
[He's gonna steal her a knife.]
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Date: 2014-10-06 11:05 pm (UTC)ok what food do u like
FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
and what time u want 2 start
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Date: 2014-10-06 11:07 pm (UTC)anything edible. seriously.
FROM: wilson.wade@cdc.org
gimme an a hour.
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Date: 2014-10-06 11:10 pm (UTC)i can work with that
FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
ok ill b outside rover 34
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Date: 2014-10-06 11:17 pm (UTC)[He's absently tossing that knife about with lazy ease.] You ready to go?
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Date: 2014-10-06 11:57 pm (UTC)Yeah, sure. Thanks. [She takes her Gauss rifle out of her pack.] I know how to shoot and everything. [She's not great at it, but she knows enough of the basics that anything more will come with time and practice.]
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Date: 2014-10-07 12:21 am (UTC)Good. Right in the head. Not always easy though. Chest'll do just fine too.
Knife, though. [He's still twirling it, slowly, carefully.] Major arteries are a good place to start. Under the armpit, behind the knee, side of the neck, near the groin. Jugular and carotid arteries.
[He snatches it out of the air, extending the hilt out at her to take.] Stab 'em in the eye. Achilles' tendon too, if you're in a pinch.
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Date: 2014-10-07 12:29 am (UTC)[It occurs to her hat she can reverse her previous knowledge of childcare, the constant worry over the kids hurting themselves in the worst and most dangerous places. She can turn that inside out, into a map of all the ways she can hurt people. The knowledge should be chilling, but it's not. It's just very clear.]
[Since she died, everything's just been... very clear.] Achilles' tendon? You want me to go all mob boss on somebody? [Still, it makes sense. They wouldn't do it if it didn't work.]
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Date: 2014-10-07 12:34 am (UTC)So. Let's start. [He's looking up at her expectantly, folding his arms across his chest.]
Pick a spot and go.
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Date: 2014-10-07 01:15 am (UTC)(no subject)
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