Break From a Double Life [Deadpool]

[Cable]

It was approaching near enough the breaking of the day as the sun began to sink into the horizon far, far away and thus plunging the city of New York in to its usual darkness. The street lights and various other lights quickly sparked on to illuminate the streets and sky to provide the citizens with some means of guidance through the labyrinth of the city. On one of the more secluded streets sat a small bar built just at the very end of the street which usually housed some of the city's typical excessively drunk individuals and the occasional drug addict or two. But on the odd rare occasion someone could just wander in for just a friendly drink. Just like Nathan Summers; More commonly known to some people as Cable, had walked in for. His eyes squinted as the scent of alcohol and smoke flooded his senses which to him proved to be mildly annoying. He sighed and made his way over to the nearest seat at the bar stand, taking care as to not bump in to any of the stumbling drunks moving around like the zombies they were. He sat down and tapped his hand on the table to draw in the bartenders attention, where he then proceeded to order a drink to ease his nerves. After everything that has been happening with the X-Men and even with Providence, things were appearing to become a little overwhelming to say the least and that was a little worrying to him, since he most commonly kept everything in check and balanced like he was taught in doing so all those years ago.

[Deadpool]

Bamf! Deadpool teleported in from wherever he just was, (yeah like he was going to tell you!) That was some mission! he thought to himself. as he patted his new long brown furry jacket. It was stolen sure.
But it was awesome and it really matched his guns! he held up his two pistols next to the ankle length brown furry jacket. "not to shabby" he said to himself as he began to swagger around.

Ok, so he was cashed up, fresh from a kill, and had this awesome jacket to boot, where was a Deadpool to go?
BAR BABY!
teleporting a little closer he walked to the bar that was closest to his aparment. It was a complete and utter craphole, But thats the way he liked it, he was actually one of the more attractive people in this hell hole. he had to admit, that was one of the perks. And most of the women who came in here tended to be so blind drunk they didn't care what they were looking at, Heh another bonus. Walking into the bar he smoothed his coat down. as if to say, look whos got a shiny new coat you drunk bums. When a flash of white hair caught his eye.
no. It couldent be? in seconds he was over there with a gun cocked to the head of the white haired male "You got two seconds to explain yourself fako, coz i know nate's dead and i dont appreciate the imposter!"