Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Monday

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"Could you please sit down?"

Jean sat down. It didn't stop her from levitating the phone up any higher. And jiggling it. In the air. "Auntie Irene's gotta talk to yoooou!"

"Jean. I'm writing-- Auntie-- Irene a letter right now. If you'd please--?"

"Taaaalk!"

He shot Terry a Look, too. "How long have you two been up to this?"

The phone happily floated its way down to Cable's ear. With a rub of the back of his head, he took it. "No, Irene, it's nothing. There's just--" he glanced over towards the twins, again, "...a sudden rise in the incidence of children in town." Pause. "Yes, I was going to tell you about the baby-- and stealing isn't the appropriate term-- well, it was necessary..."

It was going to be a very long day.

But, looking at the girls, Cable figured he'd deal. "Crayons, please. ...Yes, I'm a grown up, Irene, please--"

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Talk to Cable

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Who may or may not have offspring issues.

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Kagami had snuck off from Isamu--who was more interested in bothering Dad--and found her way down to the weapons shop. Mom had said she'd worked here a really really long time ago and she wanted to see it with her own eyes.

So, bright and early in the morning, a little blonde ninja poked her head around the door. "Morning!"

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Having just managed to settle down the twins (elsewhere, with crayons, elsewhere being not in the shop-- not that he minded, but it was probably better for the customers, all things considered) Cable was now quietly poking through paperwork, letting his eyes flick to the crib containing the baby from time to time--

And then looked up. "Morning." Now who?

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"Mom says you sell weapons," Kagami said, edging inside more. "But only to people who're good enough."

Well. That's what she understood it as anyway.

Re: Talk to Cable

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"When it's necessary," he answered, crossing his arms. "And who would your mom be?"

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Her head went up in a very Ino-ish sort of way and Kagami frowned at him. "Dad says I shouldn't just give my name out to people."

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His eyebrows came together, for a minute-- then his expression relaxed, a little. "Your dad's a wise man," Cable replied. "So let's put us on equal footing. I'm Cable."

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She eyed him for another moment, before slipping over to his desk. "Yakushi Kagami, a Genin of Hidden Sound."

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Yakushi. "I'm taking it your father's name is Kabuto, then..."

That got him slightly more wary. Blonde, Yakushi, the way she was moving...

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She bobbed her head. "Uh huh, that's Dad. Dad's the best medical ninja in the village. He's teaching us!"

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Hm. Us. "You and your brothers and sisters?" Cable asked, easily.

He'd been a little too busy to listen to the radio. He'd have to compensate, somehow.

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That got another wary look before she decided that it was probably okay to tell him. "Just my brother and me," Kagami said. "And sometimes Mom if they've got the time. But Mom already knows a lot of it too."

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Deadpool stood in the doorway of the shop, looking at the kids of some freakish AU wherein things go horribly wrong. (Clearly.)

Fine, they were still alive and of course with Nate.

His job as a parent was done then, he turned to leave.

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"--funny, Merryweather--"

Cable's conversation-- whatever funny there was to it-- came to an abrupt end as Jean piped up by his side, loudly, "Daddy!"

He lowered the phone, tilting his head at both-- that lurking figure-- and the patter of twin feet, rushing for the door.

Re: Talk to Cable

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Deadpool very slowly and hesitantly patted them both on the head.

"Daddy needs those legs to not be crushed so he can leave now, kids."

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"Stay," Jean mumbled, clinging even more fiercely. "Father's not very good at models."

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That would be Terry clinging tighter to him now. She knew all about this kinda stuff.

An unmovey daddy was an apologized to Daddy. Or apologizing. One of those two.

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"..."

Yep.

The phone got clicked off entirely. "I tried," Cable said, carefully.

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It wasn't a cheerful look Deadpool gave him when he spoke. That was for certain.

But it was rather tame compared to what it would be without the kids around.

"Yeah, he's crap at anything having nothing to do with his missions."

Re: Talk to Cable

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Well, that one was clear. He'd give Wade that much. Cable's expression didn't change. Much.

"..."

Finding something to say, on the other hand, was an option distinctly lacking in clarity. Somehow he doubted I had no choice would do much good.

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"Just gets some beer," Jean said, closing her eyes, "'n Irene won't let the commi-- comu-- tellers come."

Re: Talk to Cable

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Maybe the bar?

Terry clung tighter, looking back at Father.

Meditation Room

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Which probably isn't as quiet as it should be, today.

Shooting Range

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Which many would probably wish they had access to, today.

OOC

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*flops* Can I has regular sleep yay?