My worlds on fire, how about yours? (open)

[Deadpool]

Wade scratched his head. as he breathed out some air. Some view up here, he thought to himself as he was on top of the golden gate bridge
"Lucky this isn't the movie verse or there would be no bridge" he said to himself. Getting bored with the scene he stroked his chin as he teleported to the base of the bridge
"no wonder everybody is in new york, San Fransisco Bor-ing. Wish i could go to providence right about now" He said to noone in paticuliar. and to truth be told, there was always someone he could annoy there.

Strolling the streets he began to hum, to apperantly no beat. People we watching he couldn't care less. He had a plan, a weak one a best. There was very little merc's in san Fransisco. He figured here would be an awesome place to get jobs....or well, so he hoped, so far all he got was a good view of a couple of babes and nice primo slap in the face "still worth it though" he said to himself.


Suddenly he came across a base. he had heard about this base. Teen titans or something like that right. "well obviously their hiring!" said deadpool as he began to walk towards the base...

[Namor]

Swimming, it had always come easily to Atlantis’ Avenging Son, indeed he hardly even needed to move, surging through the water, leaving an almost vortex-like swirl of currents and eddies behind him as his wings steered him. He was a man, in the loosest possible sense, on a mission as he so often was in this new and severely broken world. This particular task however left a vile taste in his mouth. An Atlantian dignitary had been killed in New York before he could appear before the UN and King Orin had tasked the Sub-Mariner with finding who had organised it, who had committed the crime and dish out poetic justice as only he could. To that end Namor was heading in to San Francisco, where he was informed he would find someone more knowledgeable of the underside of Surfacer society than a Prince of Atlantis. Even a bastard born mutate like himself. Not the exact words used in the missive but close.

Bursting to the surface Namor, in the newer black suit designed to keep him hydrated against the rigours of the surface world. Namor takes to the skies with the same majestic ease with which he traversed the ocean depths. Rushing wind replaced surging water as he rose to some hundred feet above the roof tops below. Eyes the iron grey of storm wacked oceans only recently in the near darkness blink and stare down on the streets below. Searching for a somewhat distinctive figure.

No... No... No...

There

He drops like a bird of prey swooping towards its prey, or a missile with a locked target. Three feet in front of this red and black villain lands the Avenging Son of Atlantis, hitting the side walk like a meteor shards of concrete explode in all directions as if it really had been a rocket to strike the street. Apparently ignorant of his small crater the half Atlantian mutant steps, barefoot from the hole, the last drops of sea water dispelled with a casual flick of his wings. His face a bitter snarl and his deep baritone dripping with disdain for this Surfacer Barbarian whose help he n... n... nee-, whose help might prove useful.

“You are the mercenary Deadpool?”

[Deadpool]

He was taking a step, and seconds after he was assaulted by a flying something or other. he didn't even have time to react to it. untill. it was
oh god... Wade Slapped his head...Namor

“You are the mercenary Deadpool?”
"HOLY AQUALAD BATMAN IT'S NAMOR!" deadpool sounded off as he began to backpeddle his way out of it
"You ah, attacking the surface world again, because if so, by all means don't let me get in the way this time" trying to walk away yet again he smirked a little bit
"what did we do this time, slaughter the wrong cow?"
Deadpool figured he has the best intentions to just stay well away from this guy....he always was bad news. Besides he was really more of a fantastic four kind of guy...

[Namor]

"HOLY AQUALAD BATMAN IT'S NAMOR!" Namor arched a single perfectly formed eyebrow at the exclamation, Aqualad? Batman? The names sounded familiar; had they been Untouchables? Probably at times it seemed every surfacer and their dog had been in that ‘elite’ unit. But only one name in that sentence really mattered.

“It is.”

"You ah, attacking the surface world again, because if so, by all means don't let me get in the way this time, what did we do this time, slaughter the wrong cow?" The... man’s? Voice was odd like a mix of gravel and acid, but by all reports he had found the correct barbarian.

“Most amusing, an invading the surface world joke you would perhaps enjoy the company of Bruce Banner. I was informed that you were insane, no you have not killed a k’how of which I am aware. I am here to give grant you two choices the first being gainful employment in the service of the Atlantian Crown for a single task the second being that I shall take you to the bottom of the Mariana Trench and you discover just how boring the ocean floor can be.”

[Deadpool]

Deadpool raised his eyebrow. He knew Namor was arrogant. But this was ridiculious!

“Most amusing, an invading the surface world joke you would perhaps enjoy the company of Bruce Banner. I was informed that you were insane, no you have not killed a k’how of which I am aware. I am here to give grant you two choices the first being gainful employment in the service of the Atlantian Crown for a single task the second being that I shall take you to the bottom of the Mariana Trench and you discover just how boring the ocean floor can be."

Deadpoolfolded his arms began to walk around Namor. He really was an oddity, though all things aside. "i can see why Ms Storm likes those buttocks!" he said...in completely un-gay way. Picking up one of his swords he began to roll it around in his hand as he observed Namor "way i see it, i've been in boring-er places buddy, ever been in providence, jeez-the wheez i had to do a couple of murders there every couple of day just to keep myself from being bored to death" and then pointing his sword at the guy
"Obviously you don't know deadpool, all you had to say was money, and I'm your certifiable sue storm!"

[Namor]

"I can see why Ms Storm likes those buttocks!" Namor rolled back his head and sighed, this was going to be an extremely long day. On the other hand this Deadpool did seem rather well informed, even if it was about his personal life.

"Way i see it, I've been in boring-er places buddy, ever been in providence, jeez-the wheeze I had to do a couple of murders there every couple of day just to keep myself from being bored to death" Oh excellent, he was a serial killer. Still Namor had gone to war with the Surface world a few times and been in his fair share of bloody Atlantian political skirmishes; one used the correct tools for the job. Unfortunately this... creature was his tool.

"Obviously you don't know Deadpool, all you had to say was money, and I'm your certifiable sue storm!" Namor looked down the length of the blade, ignoring the apparent threat Namor responded with the grim edgings of a smile. Like one discovering a wound was not so deep as one thought.

“Excellent, more jokes, I see that this is doing to be a most insufferable partnership. Though in fairness to the newness of our acquaintance I think it would be wise if you did not try to equate our dealings with my relationship with Ms. Storm you might enjoy our interactions considerable less and she does.” He paused for a moment and folded his arms. “What do you know about the assassination in New York?”

[Battle Scar]

Chris has never been to San Francisco before. He simply wanted to go to a new place to get away from the insanity in New York. The young man is dressed in a pair of long camouflage pants, a black t-shirt with Al Pacino on it, and his silver dog tag necklace. In his hand is a blue leash which is attached to his pet companion Dachshund Weenie. Walking along the sidewalk late at night something catches the canine's nose. His ears perk up and he starts to walk faster.

"Oh for the love of god Ween. Where are we going?!"

Chris says as he follows the dog. Until they stop in front of a T shaped building. In front of it are 2 very unusual looking individuals. The one is carrying swords and is dressed in the mask and the other was dressed in some sort of blue suit. It almost appeared to be a scuba suit of some sort. The dog continued to drag Chris until they are stopped behind Namor where the small dog sniffs the Atlantean leader and nudges his leg with his nose.

"Ok look I have no idea what is going on here but judging from how you 2 are dressed you aren't any ordinary people and my dog can sense it. May I ask what is going on here?"

Chris asks not entirely sure what to expect. If either one of them would attack he would be ready.

[Deadpool]

Deadpool listened to the boring droll of this Atlanean snore-fest. He made quips about him and sue and wade simply shrugged "Hey i thought i was an ivisible woman once. turned out to the wrong wall at the wrong time.." He said as he turned around putting his swords back

"what do i know about the assassination in new York, theres a lot of assassination in new york, pick one buddy!" He looked towards some dog and almost eeked "I HATE cocktail weniee dogs" he yelled out. But before he could another man approached "Oh and here comes the usual original character" he said as he yawned looking towards namor he smiled "Hey you hate us surface dwellers right?" he asked, then pointed towards the other guy "...punch that guy"

[Namor]

"What do I know about the assassination in New York, there’s a lot of assassination in New York, pick one buddy! “ Namor almost began to reply when suddenly the mercenary yelped out again. “I HATE cocktail weenie dogs" Suddenly there was a sniffling around Namor’s ankles, he flicked his wings scattering the... animal away a few feet with the gust of wind.

"Oh and here comes the usual original character"

“Original what? You speak of drivel and nonsense. I speak of the assassination of-“ But once more he was interrupted.

"Hey you hate us surface dwellers right?" asked the creature, then pointed towards the new arrival, this one, while still strangely garbed wore no costume. "...punch that guy.”

"Ok look I have no idea what is going on here but judging from how you 2 are dressed you aren't any ordinary people and my dog can sense it. May I ask what is going on here?" Namor reached out to grab a handful of this ignorant creatures shirt and haul him closer.

“Do not tempt me assassin.” Namor replied to Deadpool before turning back to the newcomer. “Your dog senses what exactly?” he growled his deep chest and ultra dense physiology permitting him to drop several octaves below what a human voice was capable of. “Who or what gives you the right to question a Prince of Atlantis?” the undersea champion twisted back to Deadpool. “Are you acquainted with this specimen?”

[Deadpool]

Deadpool smiled as Namor Grabbed him around the shirt. Smiling he pushed himself "Easy there buddy, i was told your species was completely hetrosexual!"

Swinging around to the other guy he looked as Namor Questioned him. and laughed and pointed his finger "The prince of Atlantis demands an answer pitiful surface dweller" he said with his best Namor impression.

"am i acquainted with him?" Deadpool looked to the guy "last person i remember being "acquainted" with was, well thats a long story..." he looked around the two "so that assassination eh?"

[Battle Scar]

Chris raised an eye brow when he heard Namor say King of Atlantis. Weenie sits at Namor's feet sniffing him and looking up at him with a pitiful look.

"Well my canine companion can sense the good in people. Judging from his actions I think he likes you."

He says hearing Deadpool make his wisecracks in the backround. Judging from how insane he is Chris figured he'd be better off arguing with a carton of milk than arguing with this guy. He turned to Namor thinking of the right words to say.

"Atlantis? Call me ignorant but I've only ever heard myths on that place. And I'm not questioning you. I'm just making sure that there isn't a problem here."

He says in a friendly tone hoping to not make the Atlantean king angry. He then turns back to Deadpool and rolls his eyes adjusting his glasses.

"And as far as he goes... I have never met him in my life... And in a way I am quite thankful of that."

He says turning back to Namor.

[Namor]

“Easy there buddy, i was told your species was completely heterosexual!"

“My interest in your putrid mouldering hide is most certainly not sexu-“ Namor began..


"am i acquainted with him?" Deadpool looked to the guy "last person i remember being "acquainted" with was, well that’s a long story...so that assassination eh?" Relieved to return to his original line of questioning even if was via such a miscellany of diversions. Namor allowed his frown to fade slightly.

"Well my canine companion can sense the good in people. Judging from his actions I think he likes you."


“As well he should for before you stands a Prince of the oldest empire on this blue-green orb and one of that empires greatest heroes.” Namor stood a little taller, only to have his pride punctured moments later.


"Atlantis? Call me ignorant but I've only ever heard myths on that place. And I'm not questioning you. I'm just making sure that there isn't a problem here." But then Namor supposed he should not be surprised and with a smile not dissimilar to one a teacher might give a particularly stupid child answered.


“No more ignorance than I have come to expect for a surfacer barbarian. With your culture of ignorance and self indulgence I am not surprised at such a lack of knowledge. I am Prince Namor of Atlantis, if you require more knowledge consult the history of the surfacer team the invaders.”


"And as far as he goes... I have never met him in my life... And in a way I am quite thankful of that." As the man turned his back Namor released Deadpool and nodded judiciously.


“I understand the sentiment. Believe me.” Turning back to the red and black clad assassin Namor frowned as the reason for his presence once more resurfaced. “Finally, the assassination, two days ago of the Atlantian dignitary outside the UN building. Somehow his head exploded and showered the rest of the delegation with Atlantian blood and bone. Tell me what you know.”

[Deadpool]

Deadpool was relieved to feel his own feet touch the ground. Dusting himself off he took a minute for those two to talk out their differences. Of course Deadpools talking out difference involved guns and swords. But hey, to each his own!

Waiting for his turn to speak he looked around a sore a hot girl walking past, Whistling loudly "Hey baby, want a taste of awesome you'll soon never regret" he hooted.

Folding his arms as he was finally interrogated by Namor he looked at him "oh that" he said "weeelll..." he dragged out the words "Two days ago of the Atlantian dignitary outside the UN building. Somehow his head exploded and showered the rest of the delegation with Atlantian blood and bone" he repeated word for word and then looked towards the girl that had since ran away "Man they always run..." he said a little pouty