Atlas Gym, Tuesday Afternoon

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Stretching up onto his toes, Deadpool bounced a few times. Stretching, you see, was very much like breakfast and was also the most important thing of the day. Fight.

Thing.

Whatever.

(Someday my narrative will make sense... someday...)


[[For fighting of perhaps two small teenage girls!-- not at the same time, though. But open for your gym needs.]]

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One teenage girl, all unsuspecting of his presence inside wandered down to the gym in an attempt to find some place to practice that wasn't the preserve, or well, the dorm gym.

Or something.

Either way, her mood--which had been fairly good thanks to yesterday's shopping trip--plummeted abruptly when she saw him. "Oh," Ino said, "you."

Yeah. Total lack of enthusiasm there.

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He was hurt. Really.

There might be crying soon.

"What? Is there a Skrull me running around somewhere I don't know about?"

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"Whatever," Ino said, with a roll of her eyes. "Just go back to doing whatever."

While she seriously considered just turning around and leaving.

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Deadpool stared for a moment. "Oh right, you're an obnoxious teenager who doesn't think about consequences and this is coming from me for christ's sake here. That's just bad."

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“Because I totally enjoyed being knocked unconscious by you? Whatever.” Ino scowled at him. “It was important, and I do so think about the consequences.”

Just... not so much in that case. Whatever.

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He crossed his arms over his chest, grinning cheerfully. "Really? What were they?"

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She hated him right then and there. Yes.

"Worst-case, really, would've been horribly painful death."

Ino had known that much at least. She just... hadn't cared.

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Which was so very smart of her, really. So damn smart.

"Oh, really? So you don't give a shit about the people you're working with, huh? I thought you ninjas worked on teams. You're not gonna have people there to stop you next time you get it in your head to drag people into a fight that... gosh... maybe they can't win with that much opposing force facin' them."

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...

...

Ino just sort of blinked at him.

She hadn't thought of that.

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"Idiot. You know, this is understandable coming from me. i work alone all the time. Getting into crazy hijinks is fine, but I played it nice because you and Arashi were there," He snapped. "I don't even like the X-Men enough to bother to continue being polite for more than about five minutes and I had to play all diplomatic and crap for you, you little moron.

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Ino’s lack of thinking about that, really, came more from her figuring that between Deadpool-san and Yondaime-sama that pretty much anything could be handled.

“I might have benefited from it, and I did,” whatever, “but I severely doubt I matter enough in your opinion that you’d’ve bothered if Yondaime-sama wasn’t there. So I don’t believe that you did it for me.”

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"Huh?" Wow was this just annoying and angry at the world in only the way a teenager could be. "I brought you because Arashi wanted you, yeah. Because you're a kid and all you did the whole time was prove that over and over again."

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They were so not on the same page here. Seriously not.

"Yondaime-sama didn't want me," she said sharply, "he just didn't argue with me about it. Not the same thing. And I'm saying that the only reason you even bothered with behaving wasn't 'cause of me, but because he was there. I just benefited as well."

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Physical exercise helped directing thoughts into useful matters. It also provided distraction. River entered the gym quietly, paused for a moment in the middle of the room and then launched herself into a fast, fluid sequence of kicks and punches. The opponent was nonexistant, which was perhaps a good thing.

[and I will be torn away from the computer soon, woe. SP yay?]

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Or, you know, sitting on a treadmill and watching her. "Ooooo!"

He even clapped!

[[SP is love!]]

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Applauds? River stopped and looked over her shoulder at Deadpool, not sure if that was a good or bad thing.

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Totally good!

"It's like a non-clawy or annoying X-23!"

Because that made perfect sense.

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"X-23?" It didn't make sense to River. "Can do it with knives too, but they're not allowed here."

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Deadpool nodded sadly. "And I don't think I'm allowed to play with sharp things and students."

It was frowned upon, you see.

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"Use them as wall decorations instead," River said. "Trophies. Defended friends from reavers." Yes, she was still proud of that.

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"Teenagers on drugs with bad techno music?"

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"Insane cannibals set on eating, raping and murdering innocents," River clarified.

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"Ah." Deadpool nodded. "Easy mistake to make."

A beat.

"Does this mean I got to have a fight now?"

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River shrugged. "Not if you're not planning to eat, rape and murder people."

[and now I disappear]

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"But... fight!" Deadpool wanted to play!