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Blood Gulch Arms, Early Evening

The last Wednesday Wade was faced with a problem. His wallet had gone missing. He liked that wallet, it had all of his coupons for free food. Granted none of them worked here, but it was the principle of the matter, damn it!

So, here he was at Blood Gulch Arms for his wallet.

And it was closed.

This presented a problem. Would he still get nookie if he completely made a mockery of Tex's security systems? He really hoped the answer was yes, because he was kinda already doing that. You'd think someone from the future would have cooler things to guard the store. Like robot dogs with shark tails.

(Doom's probably already done that.)

"When I'm not with you baby I lose my mind, give me a sign!"

And he was signing horrible, horrible pop music as he got into the main part of the building. Insult to injury? Maybe.

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The Gulch's security was mainly alarm which notified Tex immediately. But it was the lousy singing that alerted her to someone being in the store. Damn, she hated that song.

She didn't waste any time hurrying down the stairs of the apartment. She probably did recognise him, but simply didn't care as she didn't hesitate trying to deck him.

Not quite the reaction he had been going for. That was just, ow. Though it was nice to know she had one hell of an arm on her in case he wanted another sparring partner.

One that might end with sexy results.

"Ahllet," He said, poking his maybe broken jaw hesitantly before pushing it back into place and speaking more clearly. "Wallet."

Tex crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow, knowing right away what he was talking about. "Why would I give you anything, you just broke into my store."

Never mind that she did steal his wallet.

"Broke is such a strong word. I like to think of it as bypassing the security measures set in place to keep dumb kids out," Wade replied. "Besides, no lasers or death rays? I'm disappointed."

"I prefer to personally kick whatever dumbass tries to break in here to having my security system deal with him," she replied, sticking out her chin stubbornly. "How's the jaw?"

"Right as rain now, but damn do you have a mean hook." And it was said as a compliment, not a complaint.

Tex smirked, satisfied with the compliment. "I've got more where that came from."

And that was Wade's brain going to a happy place.

"You know that means I'll have to keep breaking in here to get you to kick my ass some more."

"No, it doesn't. I'm more than happy to just kick your ass without you messing up my security system every time," she argued and glanced at the door. "And you better be able to fix it or there won't be any ass kicking or any sort of wrestling at all."

"Oh, you're just mean."

Wade followed her gaze to the door. "And I didn't do any lasting damage to your door. I do know how to pick a lock without using my sword." A pause. "Most of the time."

"You're just lucky I haven't updated the locks on anything but the weapons storage," she said and gave him a look. "And that's not a challenge."

"I've gotten into much more secure places," He countered. "Of course, I could bodyslide back then. Man I miss being able to do that."

"Body slide?" Tex questioned. She turned around and headed up the stairs to the apartment, expecting him to follow.

Like he was going to not follow her. She had his wallet, after all.

"Teleporting, from the future," He said, sounding very much like another faculty member prone to exaggerated speech patterns and blue wind breakers.

"We've actually got teleporters for that," Tex said. She headed straight for the bar to pour out two glasses of whiskey.

Wade perked up. "Got any around?"

Being able to teleport around again without having some unwanted baggage come with him would be nice.

"Just the one that brought me here," she said, holding out the glass to him. "I shut it down."

"Ah." Damn. Wade wanted to be able to pop up and annoy people again. ...without resorting to mad ninja skillz.

He accepted the glass and lifted his mask to drink. "Not a personal teleporter I take it."

"No, they're too big to lug around. He only connects to places in my time anyway. There's not much useful to do there," she said, sitting down on the couch and stretching her legs out on the coffee table.

Wade sipped at his whiskey and looked around. He hadn't really paid much attention last time he had been there.

"So, do you normally steal your date's wallet or am I special?"

"They normally don't have the balls to come claim it back," she said with a shrug. Which wasn't exactly true as Church seemed to come back, but she put that down to sheer stupidity.

"Why?" Now Wade was curious. "Do you normally do some really kinky stuff that you didn't do with me?"

She considered it for a moment. There was definitely some other kinky stuff they could get in to, but she didn't think that was it. "Nah, I think it might be the whole kicking them out part."

"So my running off to do the radio was a good thing for you?"

"Mostly. You weren't being that annoying," she said off handedly, taking a drink from her glass.

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