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MEET WADE WILSON, YOU TWO SHOULD TALK ABOUT GAGS!

The sexy kind or are we talking about jokes?

Damn. Another one. Oh, hey! I know you, I think.
It's probably the sexy kind. You know, to shut me up.

Right. Because you have a huge mouth.

I think I know you too. Did we have sex in a story book fantasy?

Talented though.
And yes! We did! That was great!
I don't actually look like I did in that fantasy though... fyi.

It was great. The rug burn felt real. As did the orgasms.

But anyway. What do you look like then?

Like I jumped into a vat of oil then got lit on fire. Hang on.

[He switches to video, settling the device in front of him. Once it comes into focus, she'll see his bald, scarred, and mottled face.] Ta-da! [He's trying very hard not to be nervous. Cause he knows that not everyone is too keen on his current 'look'.]

[There's a moment where Bela thinks that is what happened to him, but then he's switching to video and well, she takes some time to look at Wade's face. It does catch her off guard, and then she's ready to say something.]

Well, I wasn't expecting that. But I recognise the face, even with all of the scarring. It's a good-looking face.

[So while it might take some getting used to, she's trying here.]

[He looks skeptical at that.]

You don't have to make me feel better about it. You can say I look like a sentient bald testicle, I won't be mad.

Yeah, but that would be so shitty of me to say that. [A beat.] And now I can't use that one because you've just said it yourself.

Can I ask what happened?

And that's how I win. [Sage nod. He most certainly insults himself well before anyone else can.]

I got cancer. Then in a last-ditch effort to save my life, I agreed to let some secretive organization experiment on me. Turned out it involved a fuck ton of torture and they didn't really care too much about saving me. They cared that I was more or less someone few people would miss.

[The only person who'd missed him was Vanessa, but one person had hardly been a concern for them.]

The torture worked. Didn't really cure my cancer per se. But now it can't kill me. And I'm thinking nothing actually can. At least so far as I've found so far.

[Oh. That was a lot. But in a weird way, Bela understands why he'd go to such lengths to save his life. She has done all sorts of things to save her own skin and some people would probably consider them not so moral.]

Fuck.

[Is her first response.]

Does that mean you're immortal? And what if you lose a limb or something - can you reattach it?

Reattaching is the quickest way. Otherwise, it will regrow. Like a lizard!

That is so strange. [A beat.] But then again, I come from a world that has demons and vampires so maybe I shouldn't be surprised.

Aw, man. I'm jealous! I always wanted to fight some demons and vampires. Your world sounds like fun!

[He may have a skewed idea of fun.]

There are vampires here, but it loses something when you know you can't kill them for good.

Fun? Yeah, I'm not sure I agree with you.

I'm aware that vampires are here. I met one about a week after I arrived and she didn't exactly hide it.

[So that was an experience.]

Anyway. Should we talk about something else?

We can talk more about that fantasy? I wouldn't mind a reenactment or a round two sometime, ma'am.

[He does a little tip of an imaginary hat.]

[Her lips twitch with faint amusement.]

Admittedly, I am curious to see if the fantasy reflects reality. Except, I don't want to fuck on a bear skin rug and you can drop the 'ma'am.'

Is there a different dead animal you'd like to fuck on top of instead, milady? [Yeah, he's being a smartass now.]

[Dear God. What has she gotten herself into?]

I might have to reconsider fitting you with a gag. [Bela sighs.] Anyway, I prefer a bed and my actual name to be used.

[He laughs at her comment about the gag, clearly not taking it as seriously as perhaps he should.] You bed it is then, Bela. Meanwhile, you are free to call me whatever you like. Especially if it's vulgar.

I am? [An eyebrow goes up at that.] Perhaps I could come up with something really filthy to call you, Wade.

How about we keep the dirty talk until we're in the same room, hm? Make you wait for it.

Okay! [He nods very emphatically, shifting in his seat, possibly already sporting a hard-on just thinking about it.] When are you free?

I'm free now. [Oh yeah, she saw that shift. Also the enthusiastic nod.] I do hope that's enough notice for you, tiger.

[Not quite filthy, but maybe Bela wants to see how he'll react to it.]

I'll be there in... where are you? [Maybe she's close and he can be there in minutes. Regardless, he's going to run there.]

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