We... it's kind of complicated and convoluted. I mean, Deadpool. What else do you expect? But No... I didn't want the memories. I didn't want all that baggage so.... he kept it for me so I didn't have to deal with it.
I don't want to deal with it.
But now I know why I'm dead and I know the people responsible. And maybe I can't kill them, but I can hold them accountable.
And burn down their house? I didn't know you could! [Neph chews at her bottom lip, wondering what that's doing to Deadpool (if anything, and would anybody be able to tell?) and how accurate Anna's patchy memories are...not that she's questioning Blade's violent streak or potential for murderous mayhem. Who charges into an office with guns blazing?! ANYBODY could've been in that lobby!]
It seemed like he was working with somebody else I know. I think--I should maybe call her and get her take, see if there's an angle here. That's not a combo that makes great sense.
Well, by 'house' I mean abandoned warehouse where he holes up. But yeah. If you want ghostly vengeance give me a shout. I've been keeping it low key... frying electronics and flicking the hot water switch, but I can be pretty mean if I feel like it. And I like you more than I like him.
Who was he working with? What did they want, anyway?
Well she doesn't want to get Pixie in trouble! After only JUST graduating!
You ever think about futzing around with engine blocks? Because there's a way to make some serious damage!
[That gets her laughing.] I'm so glad I rank above your psychokiller, Anna!
A friend, Megan. T'be fair, Deadpool stole some artifacts from a local witch and she'd hired bounty hunters to get the stuff back, so he sort of tracked that shit onto our own carpet, but then that asshole bit me!! Blade, not Deadpool, Deadpool knows I'd dropkick him into the heart of the sun.
Shit. I could break his car. That is brilliant! I owe you a mango smoothie.
[She is so. SO terribly pleased]
Wait... and... Megan. The name's familiar but... kind of common. Do you know which Witch? I don't know everyone but I sort of run in those circles these days.
Sure seems that way...though this one bit me. D'you know how much crap lives in the human mouth?! Enough for all this! [She shoves a bag of antibiotic capsules towards him, rattling it threateningly!]
[Smug little smirketysmirk, because don't think she doesn't know how invested these tough guys get when it comes to their cars. It's like a Thing.] Oh no, you can have that one for free!
I think...she said...[It's hard to think, her brain was so fogged over by that random RAGE BLACKOUT, she missed some relevant details.] Hunt? She kept saying we were all on the same side and I really, really need to ask her what that was even supposed to mean.
Not that kinda bite, I don't think. I hope. [Not that anything happened that one time she got mauled by lycans, so Neph's inclined to think being an Allomancer negates supernatural BTDs] Vamp, maybe? HUGE BLACK DUDE, dumbass 90s sunglasses, lots of guns. Didn't seem like one of Selene's crowd t'me, not enough vinyl.
I...I really dunno, Anna. There was some weird psionic crap going on at the same time, driving everybody up the wall. I barely got my shit under control and things got a little Rated R For Violent Imagery. But I do remember "Ms. Hunt" coming up.
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