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 Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2007 1:01 am
For a rather displeased Weasel, things were about to get a little worse, or topsy-turvy at least. Moments after Wade had launches the sword at his head to supossedly help him reach the doorknob he had begun to float up into the air, and upside down too! Oh gosh, he could feel the blood rushing to his head, all the way to the tip of his large and puffy new 'guardian' hair-doo. This was not his day. No, it was just one of those lives.
Meet Wade. Become friends with Wade. Say goodbye to normal life.
Now none of this was to say that Wade was a bad guy, no not at all, but he was special in a sense. First off there was the guys voice, which pretty much stood out all on it's own, and then there was his deranged personality. All that aside, you could never seem to hate the guy...Ok well maybe you could, but if you hung out with him enough he really did start to grow on you.
Now pushing all that aside, he was a dead man! Oh how Weasel's mind began to plot, as he was suspended upside down mid-air. He'd use one of the guns he was going to make. Have it blow up in Wade's face. Yeah. Something like that. . . . Honestly, throwing swords at people. He had soft skin here, it wasn't like he was Luke Cage or something like that. Swords hurt, and well he wasn't in the mood to be spending more time in the hospital, thanks to Wade and his many bladed weapons.
Soon enough Kitsyn had called for Bryna to place him down, and Weasel was gently droped upon the hilt of the sword. So that had been Bryna that had been causing him to float? Well he hadn't suspected her to have been able to cause others to float, not only herself. Sure she had floated and object a while ago, but that was an object, not a person.
Taking a deep breath, he calmed his nerves (well somewhat anyways) and placed his now tiny hand onto the doorknob. Ok so, he just had to think of whatever room he wanted it to be, and then behind the door it would form. Ok, he could do that. His tech room was all he needed, and all his places ever were really. Tech room, yeah, that's what it'd be.
Wade yawned as he lifted a forepaw to pull down his mask, now that he was done eating the cheesy puffs. He watched the whole bit with Weas floating upside down then being placed on the hilt of his sword, all the while arching a brow.
'Weasel sure does look funny when he floats. GREAT GOBS OF GOOBERS! I think I left the oven on at home. . .You know I wonder if the yellow boxes will ever come back. I mean we used to have so much fun together. Of course there were the time when they broke, or maybe that was me? -I wonder if they have any of those geeky conventions here, all the babes in costume. I bet Bryna would look good in-'
Deadpool's train of thought was haulted as Weasel placed his hand upon the doorknob, it was actually quite amazing that Wade even noticed such a thing. Well these new ears certainly came with interesting perks. Not that he pirticularly wanted his train of thought to be stoped at that moment. He was fantacising!
'Where was I? ~Na na NA naaaa hey juuude- Uh no wait. I don't remember...'
[ -brain fizzels then pops- -had no clue what to write- XD -rambled-
Shutting Wade in one of the rooms sounds like a good way to keep him out of the way, unless there was a way to get out of it, 'cause knowing him he'd keep talking all the while looking for the way out until he did, then he'd like talk people into a coma or at least Weas into one. XDD ]
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2007 9:44 am
Revelin hardly ever knocked. When it came to making an entrance, his was almost always unannounced. It was a nasty habit, perhaps, especially if you happened to have a weak heart. It was people like that he was just hoping to cross paths with one day. For now, though? It really just meant some extra work on his part.
Kitsyn's place? He'd been there a few times before, only the first by invitation. Someone like him came and went as they pleased everywhere, even if it happened to be someone else's home. Give him an inch, and Revelin would stretch it to a mile, and play everything to his advantage. Some talents should just stay left in the rough- he wore his like a well-polished diamond. If Wade thought he was a mooch, he was about to get humbled.
While the excitement was gathered around the Door, the Window in the kitchen was about to find itself pried open without second thought. Only a dull scrape against the outside of the house made by a set of hind paws scratching over it for bearings would be the warning for the inhabitants. One green, devious eye scanned the room for any onlookers to his stunt and found none. That was fine, even though he imagined that he looked quite impressive leering from the windowsill like he was, yukata and all.
"Yoooohooo! C'mon now, it's almost lunch time! Don't tell me everyone's out!" He called to the house, stepping from the sill.... and right into the sink, where there was the short sound of something breaking. "Aw s**t. Why are there dishes here?" Huh. Maybe because it was a sink?
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2007 2:52 pm
Wade's thoughts were once again disrupted, but this time it was far less confusing. He hadn't been thinking about something that he wished to keep thinking about and so the thoughts had simply been tossed away. The sounding of a voice was certainly unexpected, but really was anything ever expected?
The sudden ring of a voice coming from the general direction of the kitchen startled the guardian, was there a door to outside in that direaction? Weasel wouldn't have time to think too much about it, now that the handle of the Door had been turned and it had opened causing the creature to loose his balance and fall flat on his face, at the awaiting ground below.
SMACK.
Ow. Oh, ow.
Paying no mind to his fallen friend, Wade soon found himself wandering off towards the area where the voice originated from.
It wasn't long before the merc entered the kitchen, spotting the male who just seemed to have steped in the sink, it was rather hard to miss, what with the bright blue outfit he happened to be wearing. Deadpool simply stared for a moment, looking the other over, he bore a rather odd resemblance to someone, but his mind couldn't quite place it. The male's rather long hair however, quickly pulled away Wade's attention. Now that was the kind of hair he'd often mock, when it was on a guy anyways...Which the one who seemed to have entered through the window appeared to be. Or at least it had sounded like a guy.
'The hair...Reminds me of something out of- wow a sink. Did I have a sink in the kitchen at my place? I don't remember one. Whatever happened to that thing?'
"Well if it isn't the nubile young- errr what did you say your name was? Are you aware good sir that wearing a dress makes you look rather womanish?"
Ok he knew it wasn't a dress, but hey if he wanted to call what the other was wearing a dress, then he was going to call it a dress!
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2007 4:19 pm
Bryna was at the kitchen at pretty much the same time as Wade, though as was occasionally her habit she waited a moment to see what the two males said to one another. The words that issued forth from Wade however caused a small frown to form on her face. She then floated down for a moment to stand with all four paws between Wade's ear and frowned down at him. "My brother is awesome. Like my dad! He's got an eyepatch and a cool yukata and he's the most awesome brother ever."
She nodded to him, or maybe to herself, after she was finished explaining why her brother was awesome and so couldn't possibly be girly, and then did a mild springboard off of Wade's head to float/land in the sink with Revelin. Another dish that almost fallen earlier went crashing to the floor in her wake. "Revvy~ This is my new friend. He's funny! Sometimes." Insert sisterly ear nomming here.
Kitsyn did something that started as a smile and then got stuck somewhere between that and grimace when she heard Revelin announce himself and watched the two other kitsu head off to the kitchen. "That would be Bryna's brother, Revelin... You might want to hide somewhere..."
She shook her head after she said that, though. "Or... let me see if Bryn can help from in there so I can show you what I was talking about earlier before they all come back in here." After a moment of silence she nodded and held out her paw. "Grab my toe or something, this'll just take a second since you two haven't been here that long." Clearly, "here" was not referring to the house.
She closed her eyes and concentrated while Weasel grabbed her toe, slipping into the trance she used when she looked into the ether that seemed to connect this world to all the others. It was varied shades of blue that all seemed to waver together in some sort of heat haze, and it looked empty... until you actually started looking for something. She "looked" at the shimmery white trail that seemed to extend from Weasel and Wade's inner selves and back up through the "air" until it faded from view, obviously trailing for a long way beyond that "horizon". And back to where they came from. Bryna blinked into both of their heads for a brief moment, showing Weasel exactly what Kitsyn was seeing, and then it was over.
She opened her eyes, closed them, and shook her head before putting her paw back down. "That's it. How you got here. It's not a physical place, I'm sure you noticed... Now that you know it's there you should be able to see it whenever you close your eyes and concentrate. It'll get dimmer, but don't freak out. It never actually goes away." She looked up toward the kitchen then, glad she got that finished before the insanity re-entered the room, but not expecting them to take much longer. Unless Revelin and Deadpool got into an argument or something... her fears were not at all alleviated by hearing the plates crash.
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2007 5:58 pm
It was not Bryna that showed up to greet him, or anyone he knew. It was a stranger- a strange stranger at that. The first emotion that stirred in him was curiosity, followed quickly by one that hoped this was not going to be someone dull. Outwardly, only a brow was hefted at Deadpool, Revelin's features running cool. YES, he was standing in a sink of now-broken porcelain. What of it?
These softened somewhat upon sight of Bryna. He may have been quite the despicable character now, but he still had a heart and emotions, unlike the sister that fended for him now. Of course, it was a momentary lapse of his composure, and was regained within the moment of her drifting over to him. "Heh. I'm the better version, you could even say. New and improved. And you're lookin' more like mom than ever, Bryn."
He might not have appeared so, but he was just eating those compliments up. His ego was the fat white cat that climbed into your lap and demanded to be stroked constantly lest it go claw up your good curtains instead. When his sister plopped into the sink next to him, he seemed to almost ignore her, flicking his head so that those dark strands of hair flipped out of of the way of his face. He tilted his head at Wade slowly so that his one green eye was staring down upon the other male, taking in Bryna's comment and bumping the side of his skull lightly against hers in brief sign of affection. "Friend, huh? Well, he's funny-looking, that's for sure." His eyelid drooped suddenly, in a very lazy display. He'd picked up the habit unknowingly from someone he very much despised, and it did indeed give him the appearance of a cat staring down a new play-thing.
"It's Revelin, Red. You aware that that atrocious get-up makes you look like a very stupid burglar?" A slow grin pulled up one side of his maw. For someone supposed to be part rabbit, that smile was very wolfish.
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2007 7:07 pm
It didn't take long for Bryna to say something that caught Wade's full attention. Well it was either what she had said or the fact that she was frowning at him. No no no, she should never frown. Frowns on women just didn't not work. Not at all. -But brother? He was her brother? Well that certainly explained why this 'Revvy' bore the resemblance he had noticed before. Siblings. Hmm.
He canted his head to the side, looking at the two. Yeah they definatly looked similar.
He blinked as Revelin commented on how he was funny looking then spoke of how his outfit looked bad. Well at least he hadn't been wearing his older outfit, that Spider-Man rip-off outfit, even he didn't really like. "Name's Deadpool." he grined as he was called Red. "I hear that a lot. Just without the burgalar part, -oh and the outfit part." Did he just say that people called him stupid a lot? His voice paused for a moment, ears flicking back.
"Actually it's more of idiot. Just like Grampy used to call me when I poured ice cubes down his back." A large smile found its way to his maw, clearly showing though his mask.
"And I'm a mercenary actually. It pays better."
Weasel didn't pirticularly like the sound of this Revelin character, well if he was the brother of Bryna...Yeah, he didn't pirticularly like the sound of him. Soon enough Kitsyn had shown him from where he and Wade had come from, and it was certainly interesting to say the least. Very very interesting. He'd sure bet that Reed Richards could have figured a way out of this world and back to their own in a few minutes.
For him however, it was going to take a little while longer. Yeah, finding a way to use this new information to help him make the machine that could get them home was going to take some time.
"Thanks." he nodded.
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2007 7:25 pm
Kitsyn nodded to Weasel. "That's all I can do but I hope it helps. Ah... if you're going to get out of here into one of the rooms, you'd better go before they get in here." She looked thoughtful for a moment, shut the door, and then opened it again on a little room with an A/C in the window, some art supplies, several novels, a tv, and a bunch of logic puzzle games scattered around. "My private retreat, if you want to use it." She jerked her head toward the kitchen. "Deadpool and the other two don't know about it. If you want to go in there I'd ask that you don't ever do it when someone's around to see..." Then she shrugged and padded off toward the kitchen. "If you don't use it now at least shut the door so no one can get in there, alright?"
She padded the rest of the way to the kitchen and peered around the door, rolling her eyes at the broken dishes on the floor and wondering how many more were in the sink. "You'd think between you and your dad I'd have gotten plastic dishes by now, but no, I never seem to learn..." She grinned and trotted over to look up at the siblings in the sink. "You can come down, you know. It's gotta be better than standing on broken pottery." She quickly swept the broken plate shards on the floor next to the trash can with her tail so she wouldn't have to eat her words if they jumped down on them.
Bryna floated out of the sink, but waited for Revelin to make a move before she actually went anywhere. She usually liked to hang around with her brother when he was here. Things were a lot more fun when Revvy was around. :B She decide offhandedly to start floating pieces of broken porcelain into the trashcan after Kitsyn started sweeping them aside, though. Of course... she had to make them into weird dancing patterns on the way there.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 6:30 pm
That smile of Revelin's faltered for a brief second, then softened somewhat so it was no longer a blazing grin. He was bemused, though he didn't allow it to register on his face, and he was a little more curious now. What, not even a little irritation at that? No- the other male was actually... making it into a joke at his own expense? Hmm...
"Deadpool, eh? I'm not real good with names sometimes, but I'll try to keep it in mind." Meaning he'd be thinking of a good way to warp it aside from the obvious. Or maybe he was just suggesting in his own way that the name was one of the most ridiculous ones he'd heard. For now, he would play nice, and see just how much he could find out about this newcomer. A male friend of Bryna's? As much of an idiot as he seemed to be, Revelin had a right to be suspicious. He didn't know if Bryna had gotten the talk about birds and bees, or if she was simply too oblivious to mind them, but he didn't doubt this stranger knew the rules. A male's intuition. Nubile...honestly.
"Mercenary? Then I guess we're both at a misunderstanding then. I happen to be a Lord of these parts, you see. These are my dictatorial robes! Dunno which part of the world you're from, buddy, but when you see someone wearing one of these things, you know they're loaded. Granted, I'm young nobility..." Was he making fun of Deadpool? Perhaps. But the kitsu had also grown himself into a habit of lying when there need not be. To Kitsyn there was a soft snort, and he shot her a cocky little brow waggle. Maybe he wouldn't move, huh? Then what would she do? Luckily enough, he didn't want to feel himself get soggy. Once the dishes were cleared from below, he moved to jump down, making sure to crush all plates behind before jumping gracefully to the floor.
"So where were we, folks? Guess if you guys came running that fast, it couldn't have been all that great..." That one eye slid lazily over each, expectant before they landed on Weasel. "Hellooooo. And just who are you?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 11:31 pm
Weasel peeked his head into the room Kitsyn had just opened, it was quite nice in there. And oh so clean (well compared to his place, or Wade's for that matter). Private retreat, he definatly liked the sound of that. He needed one of those back home.
As the female walked into the kitchen the guardian just watched, glancing between the room and the kitchen. Maybe just a little peek. Weasel slowly creped towards the kitchen, poking his head into it, only to be noticed by the one known as Revelin. A rather starttled look spread across his face. "JackHammerOKBYE!"
He quickly dashed back towards the door, leaping into the room and shutting the door swiftly behind him. The way the kitchen looked, just told him that he would not want to sit around and chat.
Ok, he'd just stay in Kitsyn's room. Avoid the insanity that was boiling out there. This way he'd get to think. This way he could sit in quiet, and actually go though problems in his head, without having to worry about random comment being made. Yeah. Weasel took a deep breath, and ploped down onto his bottom, back against the door.
Wade watched, rather amused as the pieces of the broken dishes danced, floating to the garbage. His ears and random thoughts (or rather the fact that he was singing in his mind) seemed to be filtering out everything that Revelin was saying. Well that was until he mentioned something about being a Lord. A Lord?
'What's a Lord again? -Oh right. »heh« Robes. That reminds me of that one time, and that guy, and oh man the laughs.'
"So being a Lord means you get to eat meatloaf whenever you want, right? I bet that's awsome." Wade's ears flickered back before resuming their prior position. "Though I gotta say, you don't look much like a Lord. You know, maybe like some Lord's peon, or a crazy drummer from some rock band. Yeah a rock band, one with one of those awsome songs with the really annoying catchy tunes like BA na na NA daaa, or something like that."
The merc paused, then looked from Revelin to Bryna. "Have you guys ever thought of forming a band?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 5:42 pm
Kitsyn watched as Bryna watched Wade ramble on. By the time he was done the young adult had rolled out of the sink laughing, instinctual anti-grav keeping her from smacking on the floor while she giggled and kicked her feet in the air. Kitsyn just sort of... shook her head, though she did have to admit that listening to Wade's wandering thoughts was definitely amusing.
Weasel seemed to have made it safely into the other room, for which she was glad, because while it wasn't a big deal it would have been annoying to have to make another private retreat room. She glanced between Bryn and her two unexpected guests and sighed. "I guess I ought to offer you guys something to drink or something." A sly look was given to Revelin. "If there's any glasses left."
((Crappy short post GO!))
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