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 Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 11:36 pm
 Bryn was... well... bored. There had finally, finally been a line crossed in Wade's blatant disregard of manners and the safety of others; some argument with Weasel that had gotten out of control and almost gotten Ether seriously injured, among others. Caim and Kitsyn were rather displeased about their daughter nearly getting decapitated and Wade had finally been kicked out. Bryn hadn't really objected; he'd talked about finding his own place without so many rules and such for a while, after all! But he'd never come back to let her know where he was staying, and she hadn't been able to find him, and without the random chaos that Wade Wilson aka Deadpool seemed to cause by sheer proximity things had gotten... quiet at home.
So the Silver Nobody was out floating about the countryside looking for some form of entertainment. Maybe she'd run into Mr. Venom? It had been a while since they had a chance to catch up. Some ninjas would be cool, too. Or Roy Mustang! She hadn't hit him with her water cannon in a while. Of course she forgot to bring it with her, so that was out. Hmm. Well, something had to happen sooner or later, right? People did still live out here, somewhere, she was pretty sure.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 8:40 am
 It had taken Spawn some time to convince himself that he needed to lay low for a little while. He was tired of moving from place to place, but wherever he went, things seemed to happen around him. Not bad things, weird things. He ruffled his cloak around him and sat on a large rock, letting the sun soak into his black coat. Felt good, man.
Not too long after settling in the hellkitsu began to feel quite sleepy; the warmth of the sun, the not-so comfort of this rock... he fought the urge to close his eyes, but he.... just...
He thought he heard someone approaching, and lifted his head to peer around. No one was there. Of course. His chains rattled as he rolled about, trying to get himself comfortable again. He had lost it. Heaving a sigh he sat up on his haunches, cloak falling in rolls around him. The tendrils at the bottom twitched with some weird liveliness. He lifted a paw to continue on his way, then suddenly stopped.
What was he even doing out here in the middle of the countryside?
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 9:46 am
Bryna spotted a mass of red and black in the distance. For a brief moment the idea settled in her mind that it might be Wade, and she made a beeline for it. Closer inspection revealed otherwise, however. This fellow did look kind of masky, though! And that cape! That cape.
She dropped, upside down, to float just about eye-level with him, shimmering silver curls drifting around her head in a gravity warp as though they were floating in water. "Hello! I'm Bryna. I like your cape! It's almost as cool as my armsocks. Do you like my armsocks?" This was immediately followed by her compuslively wiggling her arms at him so he could get a good look at them. "You remind me of some people I know! Haven't seen them in a while. Though only Tasky had a cape, but yours has his beat hands down. Paws down. Whatever." Pause. "What's your name?"
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