Our Lady of Fandom; Thursday [ 01/18 ]

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Thursday
Celebration of Winnie the Pooh;
Great Taoist Philosopher

Recalling the herpes scare and the subsequent adventures in the clinic lead to an interesting revelation.

"You did what?"

Chrono's head was ducked, fingers nervously pressing together in front of him as he explained that the drink he'd given her last night was specially mixed to make her fall asleep, and that, odds were, the allergic reaction was most likely from something in the mix.

"What were you doing that you had to slip me a sleeping potion, Chrono?"

"What were you doing that made you believe you got herpes, Rosette?"

They were spending time working on different ends of the church today.

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Because awkwardness is like a siren call to Deadpool...

No, that's not true. It's the hot nuns that call to him.

"Oh, Sister Rosette! I've got prezzies!"

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"Deadpool!" Rosette, ignoring said prezzies for the moment and making a very poor attempt to tackle him with a hug from behind. "You didn't give me herpes!"

True, the test results weren't officially back yet, but she was sure it was the food allergy thing, be it from cake or demons who drug you.

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Deadpool was very happy to be tackled by the nun, but he didn't fall down into a pile of yay happy fun time like he normally would, because, you know, holding something.

"Yay! I didn't give you herpes!" He replied. "Was I supposed to give you herpes?"

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"No," Rosette giggled conclusively. "Definately not. Buuuuut..." she eyed the something he was holding, "do I see something you could give me?"

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Wade held out the long, thin box (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/AK-107) he had been cradling in his arms when he entered the church. "Something to help bring you into the twenty first century."

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Rosette took the box and opened it.

And instantly let out an excited squeal of pure, unihibited joy. The box was quickly discarded at her feet as she took the gun up to admire it with bright, shining eyes and eagerly trembling fingers. "Ohmigod," she gushed as she admired it, inspected it, carressed it (a little; you could not have a gun like this in your hands for the first time and not carress it). She drew in a deep breath to open her mouth and say something, like a thank you, but all that came out was another squeal.

Eeeee! Pretty, shiny new gun!! There was definately bouncing and hugging to be had.

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Wade grinned happily, only wincing a few times at the high pitched squeals. "I can show you how to shoot it too if you want."

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"Oh, yes, please!" Rosette said eagerly, as she started familiarizing herself with the gun, its weight, its handling. She just may have armed herself with it and pretended to shoot up the church in a little semi-circle while making little "pew pew pew" sounds under her breath.

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And, while that was very adorable, Wade had never been more happy to have taken the clip out of the gun. "How about I take you to the shooting range on Monday."

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As if Rosette wouldn't know better than to play around with loaded gun. Tsk.

"I think that'd be wonderful," she gushed quietly, still fawning over the gun too much to put heavy quantities of attention elsewhere.

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An older gun and a nice semi-automatic assault rifle were two completely different things, and safety was always best. For people who weren't Wade, that is.

"So why did you think I gave you herpes?" Wade asked. "Did Yuki say something like that? Because he's a liar. Pathological. It's sad really."

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Rosette chuckle a little, setting the gun on her shoulder as she turned to him with a grin. "When you wake up on Saint Anthony's Day with an unexplainable red mark on your neck, with good reason for God to be smiting you, you get worried."

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"You didn't do anything smite worthy," Wade assured her in his own unique way. "If you had stayed another ten minutes there would have been smite worthy activity, but kissing is completely smite free."

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"Oh, it's not the kissing I was worried about," Rosette told him with a pointed look. "It's the groping that had me concerned."

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(Kissing is okay, hmm?)

Wrapping his arms around the nun's waist, Wade tilted her back and gave her an old fashioned movie style kiss, through the mask, of course. After a moment he pulled her back onto her feet and grinned. "Nice to know kissing is okay."

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The sound of Chrono's facepalm echoed slightly in the arched ceiling of the church. He was politely trying to ignore the conversation, but a guy in a red suit kissing a nun with a gun was a little difficult to pass by and pretend didn't existed. There was a certain point one could reach where they realized that simply just had to stop trying to make sense of Rosette. He shook his head and went downstairs. Possibly to make another rash-inducing sleeping potion.

Rosette, meanwhile, had a gun and a romantic kiss (even with the mask; the mask almost made it even more like in the books, actually, putting him right in the role of the mysterios masked hero) that she really, really didn't expect, so she was feeling just a wee bit lightheaded when Deadpool pulled her back up. "Uhhh, yeah," she said, shoulders falling with a swoon in her voice. "Definately okay."

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This was probably the best time to leave, on a high note. "I should get going. Errands to see, people to run..."

Wade held out a few clips for the gun. "Have fun with your new baby."

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Rosette shook her head to get out of the 'wheeee, kissy' stupor and grinned as she collected the clips from him, held them for a moment, appriciating their weight, before tucking them safely into her ammunition pouches on her hips. "Oh, I will," she grinned, languishing for a moment in the pure splendor that was her new AK-107. "I'm not sure if there's room in the guncase for her, so I might have to make some arrangements, but, God." She sighed wistfully. "So worth it. Thanks, Deadpool. Man, you sure know the way to a girl's heart, lemme tell ya..."

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(If guns were the way to a woman's heart, I'd be knee deep in gorgeous ladies.)

Tilting his head thoughtfully, Wade grinned. "Next time I'll bring one of my sniper rifles by."

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"Oooh, sniper rifles!" Rosette said with glee. "I hope next time comes soon, then."

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"See you on Monday Sister Rosette!" Wade said, waving cheerfully as he left the church. He might have been humming the theme song from Golden Girls as he left.