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Discussion in 'Lethe' started by Wade Wilson, Aug 16, 2019.

  1. Wade Wilson

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    Date: July 18, Year 108
    Location: The Drunken Sandworm in the Northern District of Lethe
    Time: 11:23 am
    Tag: @Ashe


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    Why was good, honest work so hard to come by around here? To be fair, Wade's definition of "honest work" usually led to somebody getting hurt, sometimes deliberately and oftentimes accidentally. He certainly wasn't going to find any in Ark City, not with local authorities and vigilantes roaming around and maintaining order. Offering his services as a gun-for-hire wasn't going to cut it around there. The risk was too great and the reward not so much, as lucrative jobs were nigh impossible to come by. At this rate, he wouldn't be able to restock on ammunition or even afford the shitty hovel he was living in. Was he really going to be reduced to a mere thief? Hell fucking no! Wade needed a real job.

    Unfortunately, none of Ark City's underground gangs bothered to open their doors to him, especially not after he raided and terrorized a few of their warehouses. Word did circulate of one particular organization that operated beyond Centria, out in the bleak Dread Wastes. Though he had yet to venture out there, Wade heard rumors about the lawlessness of Lethe and a gang that was steadily building up their reputation there. Deadlock. There was no point in him trying to track them down. If Deadlock wanted someone, they would find them.

    Sure enough, Wade received an unknown text several weeks from one of them. Went by the name of Ashe and judging by the individual's jargon, he thought he was communicating with Clint Eastwood mixed with Charles Bronson. Apparently, she was the head honcho of this ragtag group of cutthroats though from what little she described over text, the gang had rules and a twisted code of honor of sorts. There was the typical blood oath, where Wade had to pledge his life to the gang yada yada, completely omitting the fact that he couldn't die to Ashe. If she was as sharp as she sounded, she'd find out eventually.

    July 18 was the date she requested Wade's presence in Lethe, if he was truly serious about joining Deadlock. Considering how limited his options were, Wade agreed and that's how he found himself sitting at the diviest of dive bars in the middle of absolutely nowhere on a blistering hot day. The Drunken Sandworm at high noon was where she had instructed him to be when they meet face-to-face. Whistling a sharp tune to himself as he surveyed his surroundings, clearly bored out of his mind and sweating bullets, Wade began having second thoughts on whether this was even a good idea. Of course, the merc was a walking encyclopedia of bad ideas and decisions, this one merely being a footnote when all's said and done.

    He was dressed and equipped in his usual attire and equipment, save for a black pinched front cowboy hat with a v-shaped crown and two pinches in the front. He totally wasn't wearing that to suck up to his new prospective boss. As he continued waiting by the bar, he began muttering to himself. "Did I forget the secret code?"
     
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  2. Ashe

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    It was nice that Ashe no longer had to actively seek out new members to join her gang, instead word of mouth of Deadlock and their accomplishments in the criminal world easily spreading to various hopefuls. She tended not to be too picky about who she accepted, allowing whoever promised their loyalty and letting them prove themselves to her. She knew this world made work difficult, and many were looking for someone to follow, something to gain, so she offered what so many desired through her gang.

    Of course, being so trusting didn't always work out. She wasn't a fool - trusting near strangers could often prove to be dangerous, as many attempted to just get enough to move on then leave, thinking their promise to stay loyal for life was unrealistic, and while some were too flighty for that, it just meant they weren't meant to join her gang. They could potentially work for her on a job if she needed exterior help, but there were plenty of more organizations one could join in Pandora if they wanted something more... casual.

    This still new world also complicated things by randomly dragging people in and out, so it was difficult at times to know if someone left or just got pulled away, but generally, context could explain what happened, and then, she could act accordingly. It was far more difficult to keep track of members compared to back home, where documents were held and each operation carefully tracked, and while she remained careful here, she also had to factor in disappearances. God, she wished she was back home.

    Wade Wilson had reached out to her in search of a job (and a goddamn date, apparently, but she quickly told him she was far from interested and already in a relationship), and, as with most, she agreed to meet him. The worst that could happen would be a wasted few hours, and at most, she'd gain a useful member to her gang. While he seemed mildly irritating simply over text, she could hope he would prove to be professional enough to work with.

    She arranged to meet with him at the Drunken Sandworm in Lethe - an easily accessible place with decent enough drinks, and since it was public, it made it far less likely this was any sort of set up and therefore didn't necessitate her Omnic bodyguard joining her. Her own weapons would be fine, should this man really be intent on fighting her in public, but she could hope that wouldn't be the case.

    Pushing upon the door to the crowded bar that somehow seemed warmer inside than the summer desert heat outside, Ashe lingered near the entrance for a moment in hope of finding who she was planning to meet without aimlessly wandering. The sight of a hat looking suspiciously like her own and a flashy suit immediately drew her attention - judging from what she knew, it had to be him.

    She approached the bar easily, gaze narrowing as she slid into the stool nearest to where the suited mercenary was. "Y'know, a matchin' hat might make things real confusing with how similar we look," she noted dryly. "I'm guessin' you're Wade? Your suit isn't exactly discreet."

     
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  3. Wade Wilson

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    For as long as he had existed, Wade straddled the lines between hero and villain. If he had to measure the amount of good compared to the amount of evil he committed, the scales would undoubtedly teeter towards the latter. Even before all the fucked up lab experiments, he was a soldier. He was always meant to harm and kill others, even if it hadn't been what he wanted growing up. In fact, he didn't even know what he really wanted to be. His abusive father essentially drove him into a life that only knew violence and somewhere along the way, Wade completely lost his mind.

    Joining a criminal organization seemed to go against his moral principles that he had only recently discovered. It seemed like everything might have turned a corner for Wade, that even after Vanessa's death he could still be counted on to do the right thing. Well now that Vanessa or none of his other allies were here, it put him in an unfamiliarly vulnerable position. He no longer had his support system, or social network as people liked to call them these days. He had to build that back up, start branching out and making new connections. And this Deadlock opportunity seemed like the perfect opportunity to do just that, even if he had to commit a few bad things on the side.

    Fuck...it's hot as balls in here. How the hell's there no AC?! Wade was sweating profusely through his full bodysuit, probably not the most suitable attire for these conditions. Even after draining a few glasses of water, Wade still felt the heat nipping away at him like a swarm of gnats. After several more agonizing minutes seated, Wade was about to call it a day and arise until a sharp, feminine voice immediately stirred up his attention.

    The Texan twang was unmistakable, as well as the similarly styled hat and boots. She was clearly no fool, even armed with her own mini arsenal. Wade turned his head, facing his prospective new employer and sizing her up. She was certainly far more intimidating in person. The piercing look in her eyes meant all business and no bullshitting. Judging from their text conversation, she certainly came off as such. He tried asking her out and that completely failed. Oops.

    "Ohh my mistake, I thought it was like the trend here? Since this place looks like a cross between Mad Max and Once Upon a Time in the West." He answered back, with a quip of his own. His wit was about as sharp as his katanas. "As for the suit, discreet isn't really my style. Not to mention, red and black are kinda my colors."

    He motioned for the bartender to take their orders but waited for Ashe before blurting out his. He was bubbling with curiosity as to what the Deadlock application process entailed. There wasn't entirely a posting with a lengthy job description on the billboards across town, let alone across StarkNet. Wade wasn't sure if he had to just show off his abilities, which his regeneration alone would be enough for admittance. He wasn't sure if he had to duel Ashe, which could explain why she also came decently armed. He wasn't sure if Ashe was here to present to him his first assignment. Pass that and he was in. Fail and...

    "And you must be Ashe. Well, I am truly honored to bask in your presence." He said, partially sarcastic though in his insane state, who could really tell? "So where do we go from here?"
     
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  4. Ashe

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    A scowl crossed her lips at his quip, snark she had little patience for when she came to interview him with the expectation of someone who really cared about working for her. She didn't know what he was trying to accomplish by being "witty" in his response, but she was entirely unimpressed by the lack of professionalism. She didn't expect much, and generally, she was pretty damn accepting of anyone who seemed like they had the potential to be both a useful member of her gang and needed some work or just a sense of belonging in a world that had stolen everyone they once knew from them. As long as members contributed to her success and did as she said, she didn't give a shit what they talked about, but she would never tolerate anyone mocking her.

    Still, Ashe didn't respond to his sarcasm, not wanting to further argue if this man potentially held some skill that could be useful to her and attempting to prove that she didn't find him amusing because she didn't. False apologies were never funny.

    "You got anything less flashy?" she arched a brow, eyes already seeming to hurt at the sight of his suit against the more subtle, dusty colored bar surrounding them. "That's gonna get you caught real fast." While she knew she was pretty damn recognizable with her gang's emblem across her back, snow white hair, and crimson eyes, compared to some in Pandora, that was normal. There were plenty of people with weird colored hair (and hers was still a natural color to some) and hats around here, but vibrant colored bodysuits, not so much. She didn't need her gang becoming even more easily recognized just because of someone who insisted on wearing something that ridiculous.

    Her eyes rolled at his further sarcasm, her patience continuing to thin with his every word. "This is an interview. I'd recommend you start actin' professional," she snapped. She didn't want to have to deny him membership to her gang before even beginning to really talk, but she certainly would if he continued.

    Eyes set towards a recently opened booth, she quickly walked towards it before anyone else could take it, sliding into the seat and waiting for Wade to seat his seat across from her. "I've just got some questions," she began, leaning back. "Why d'you wanna join?"

     
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  5. Wade Wilson

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    Beneath his mask, perspiration continued running down his face and neck though Wade wasn't sure if it was from the scorching heat or the way this interview was going from bad to progressively worse. She wasn't taking to his brand of humor at all and his antics were met with a scowl rather than a smile. It didn't come as a complete shock to Wade, seeing as he had a tendency to piss off just about anybody that was unfortunate to cross paths with him. Sarcasm and humor were weapons he armed himself with to repress all the trauma and pain he had suffered at the scummy hands of Weapon X. Every day he had to live with the fact that his cancer had only been stalled, not cured and he had the visible scars to show for it. That's why he wore the mask and the ridiculous suit.

    He was not the type of individual to immediately open up on his tragic past, especially to a complete stranger. But judging from Ashe's tone and body language, she was running low on patience and ready to walk out at any moment. He didn't have much choice. He needed this job badly.

    "Alright, alright I overstepped. That's my bad. I can explain..." Panic set in him as she got up from her step but before he could hyperventilate, she walked over to a nearby booth and took a seat. He took a few deep breaths. That was a close call. For some reason, she wanted to continue the conversation but it would be conducted out of earshot of everyone else in the establishment. Perfectly fine with Wade. What he was about to show and tell her wasn't meant for prying eyes or ears.

    He got up from his seat by the bar and followed Ashe to the booth, taking the empty seat across from hers. She asked him a pretty standard question. Why did he want to join Deadlock? For once, he didn't answer with one of his usual quips or dirty jokes but he took his mask and set it on the table in front of him. Looking back at Ashe was the horribly scarred face of a survivor.

    "Wanna really know why I wear this suit and crack stupid jokes all the time?" He paused for a moment, to give Ashe some time to study his features. Following the weeks of torture he endured at Weapon X, Wade was ashamed to even show his face around town. He looked and felt like a hideous monster, a lab rat that escaped confinement only to be shunned by a world that no longer recognized him. But his most loyal friends still accepted him. Vanessa still loved him even after all that and he slowly regained fragments of his old self. He still looked fucking ugly though and that's where the costume had shielded him for the most part.

    "I can't find a normal job around here, looking like this. My life's been pretty messed up for the most part and as you can see, I've gotten screwed over quite a few times. I'm just doing whatever it takes to survive out here, until I somehow find a way to go back home. And if it requires breaking a few rules, all the better. It's not like I have anything else to lose."
     
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  6. Ashe

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    Her scowl faded at his clear panic, rushed apology, and hurried promise to explain, but honestly, just the acknowledgement that he overstepped earlier with his attempt at jokes aimed at her was enough for her to be satisfied. She didn't require people groveling at her feet to feel like she was respected, but his realization that he was acting anything but professional at an introductory meeting that decided whether she hired him or not was appreciated. Perhaps there was a proper time for jokes, but now was far from that time.

    Thankfully, his clear desperation to join her gang seemed to knocked some sense into him, and if he continued remaining serious enough for them to hold a proper conversation for the duration of their meeting, then she'd likely have no problem with accepting him onto her crew. She could always use some more skilled people in her gang, and she didn't mind much if he wanted to continue joking around when with others - she just required someone that knew when was the right time to shut up and listen. Otherwise, she was glad to provide people with a sense of purpose and plenty of money, as long as they knew how to act more mature than a child.

    Her eyes slightly widened as he removed his mask, showing his scarred face, which looked pretty damn painful. And very wrinkly, too, despite him not seeming necessarily old. She could understand why he wore the mask - and the whole suit, probably - if his body was all scarred. It likely needed the protection, and she knew how quick to judge people were just based on appearances. Hell, she was constantly being teased as a kid for being the weird albino girl, and she didn't have any scars - just hair lacking any pigment from her head to her lashes and eyebrows, which she quickly began to color in hopes of feeling normal.

    She continued to listen, finding herself leaning forward as he continued to share about his messed up life and being screwed over, which she could certainly understand. Life wasn't kind to most people, but Wade just seemed particularly unlucky in his life being cruel enough to him to make him look like that. Still, having an ugly face didn't make someone any less capable in combat.

    "I don't give a shit what you look like," she explained bluntly, shrugging slightly. "As long as y'can get work done, I don't care if you have a pretty face or if it looks like it's fallin' off. You just gotta promise me you'll stick with us as long as you're in this world, do as I say, and be capable of workin' with others and shuttin' up when y'need to. Looks doesn't fall anywhere in my rules."

     
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  7. Wade Wilson

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    An audible sigh of relief escaped from Wade's lips. As expected, Ashe was surprised at his grotesquely mutilated face but was quick to dismiss the factor that appearances had in selecting potential members to her organization. It appeared the gang leader emphasized loyalty and obedience over all else. And from his initial banter with her, Wade was already on relatively thin ice. He knew he was more than capable of doing the jobs she asked of him, but he had to demonstrate his value to her before she could dismissively wave him off.

    "Great to hear!" Wade replied, rather cheerfully even grinning a bit though he took care not to irritate Ashe with any further quips. He opted to leave his mask on the table in front of him as he expected his potential employer to ask him further questions and he wanted to look her in the eyes as he answered each of them. "So long as I'm taken care of and the work pays well, I don't see any reason why I'd turn on you guys. Besides, nobody likes a little backstabber!" Wade was about as loyal as the highest bidder but from what Ashe told him, money wasn't going to be an issue here.

    "What else you got for me?"
     
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  8. Ashe

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    He had certainly shifted his attitude, still rather... chipper in his statements, but she wasn't going to be picky on how eager someone seemed, as long as they remained respectful. Anyone open to criticism and actively changing already made them more tolerable than most that she had encountered in this world.

    "You'll get whatever you need," she confirmed easily. Ashe really did do her best to take care of all of those in her gang, making sure they had the equipment they needed, a bed to sleep in, food, enough breaks and time off amongst work, specific tasks that they enjoyed, people to rely on as much as she relied on them. After running a gang for decades, she knew what people needed, and as this was more a lifestyle than a simply job people could quit whenever they wanted, she knew a balance was important. "Pay's good, you'll get a place to live, couple days off a week, more of a choice in jobs once you've been workin' with us for a while."

    His question of what else she had for him left her thinking for only a moment before she reverted her full attention to Wade, brow lightly arched as she awaited her answer, "What're your skills, and what d'you like doin'?" She tried to factor in everyone's specialties and preferences for both the satisfaction of others and maximum productivity, so it was a simple enough place to start.

     
  9. Wade Wilson

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    Ashe began listing off the benefits Wade would receive were he to join her organization. It was the usual amenities: equipment, place to rest, vacation time. He wondered how much free rein he would have when going about his assignments though he was sure there'd be time later to discuss that. He operated best when he did things his way, which was why he had remained a lone wolf for so long. Joining a gang like this one was a bold step for him and certainly posed risks of its own, but given his dire situation he didn't have much choice.

    "I'm based over in Ark City so I'll be working remote for the most part. Hopefully that won't be too much of an issue. Obviously I'd drop by here from time to time if ya need me." Or miss me, though Wade thought better than to add that extra tidbit. She'd probably shoot him in the head and move onto the next candidate. He wondered if Ashe had ever laughed at anything in her life.

    "Shit I knew I should've brought my resume. Let's see..." He started counting off his fingers of his numerous skills. "Back in my world, I was special forces and then became a gun-for-hire. I can shoot and stab, practice parkour and MMA. Oh and I know like five different languages!" He perked up, a bit more enthusiastic than usual. "Not too picky when it comes to work. Espionage, theft, assassinations, birthday parties I can do it all!"
     
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    Her eyes narrowed as he spoke of being based in Ark City, which was information she hadn't yet been privy to that happened to be fairly vital. "You don't choose if you're doin' remote work," she replied sharply. "I was under the impression that you were lookin' for work, not that you've already got contacts lined up in Ark City." Deadlock already had established contacts over there, and while she was glad to have someone positioned somewhere else to make sure all their bases were taken care of, she didn't want any conflicts of interest.

    "Look, I can possibly give you some work in the city, but you've gotta tell me exactly what you've got goin' on over there," she added with a sigh, processing most of the information as she spoke.

    A brow lightly raised at Wade listing off all of his abilities - a ton of combat related shit, five languages, and generally capability to do anything, which could certainly be useful. "The birthday parties won't be needed," she remarked dryly, "But if y'let me know what you've been up to before now in Ark City, I might have ya do the same, just with our contacts." If he had certain establishments already, she saw no reason why not to take advantage of them, anyway.

     
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    Swearing under his breath, Wade sensed this interview going immediately south as the topic of working remote had been brought up and his potential employer not warming up to it at all. Goddammit, Wade needed to know when to keep his tongue in check. Luckily for him, he possessed the silver tongue to remedy this situation rather quickly. "Well I am...definitely open to relocation! Ark City's getting a bit too overcrowded with the hero types these days. Gives me a little bit of anxiety sometimes." Not bad, Wade. He spun things in a more positive light that he was willing to be flexible to join Deadlock. Hopefully Ashe saw it in a similar way.

    "But seriously, if you prefer I pack my things and move out here to Lethe, I'm more than happy to oblige! Honestly, I'm more of a warm weather guy anyways. And really, I don't have much going on in Ark City. Just a few odd jobs here and there. That's exactly why I reached out to you about it actually. With my level of experience, I shouldn't be doing all this light work. I get bored easily."

    He hoped his ceaseless chattering would at least lead to some progress in this conversation. He wasn't sure if it was the dry desert air or the tension from this increasingly stressful job interview, but it was certainly getting a bit too hot in the bar. Not like he hadn't already been burned enough times. What would make this situation any different?
     
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  12. Ashe

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    Wade was surprisingly more open to change than Ashe expected he'd be, which was... a pleasant surprise. "Good," she drawled, nodding curtly at his further confirmation of his willingness to move. "We've moved out of Lethe to a more remote base - it's a hell of a lot better than this shit hole." Sure, it was just as hot and dry and miserable to those who couldn't handle the weather, but it didn't hold the strict rules, the same stench, and there was plenty of room for expansion - plus buildings that weren't rotting.

    "We travel to Ark City occasionally," she added conversationally. "Not for long, but a couple times a month, so if you've got any contacts that we might be able t'use, y'can let me know." There was no guarantee that she would even find them interesting, but on the off chance that Wade had happened to know someone of note that could gain her more business, then she would take a look.

    "You're welcome t'join Deadlock," she offered after a moment with the corner of her lips tugging into what might be a smile, satisfied after her questioning and his seeming willingness to do whatever it took to join - he was more enthusiastic than a good ninety-five percent of her recruits. "We're here 'til tomorrow, then we head back towards the base. It's up t'you if you wanna follow me to where we are now or join up tomorrow mornin'."

     
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  13. Wade Wilson

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    He...got the job?! He had to blink a couple of times to process the news, momentarily sparing his employer of his ceaseless chatter. Well that was probably the one of the most interesting job interviews he went through. And now that the hard part was over, it was cause for celebration though he wasn't sure how receptive Ashe would be to a drink or two. Frankly, he could use about a couple now.

    "Right...makes sense...secret base." Wade perked up as Ashe mentioned the gang's frequent visits to Ark City and any potentially useful contacts that he had. Irene Adler came to mind, though he wasn't sure if Ashe was already acquainted with her. Irene had been in Pandora for a while and her network seemed...extensive from her conversations with Wade.

    "I'll put together a list and forward it over to you tomorrow, if that works for ya!" Wade thought for a moment about anything else he should ask about, while he had the chance. But nothing came to mind. Ground rules seemed straightforward enough and so long as he was well-compensated for any work, there wouldn't be any issues.

    "Think it's fair that I meet the rest of the fam!" Wade replied, still partially relieved that the whole vetting process was done with. "But before we leave, a drink on me?"
     
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    "Sounds perfect," she nodded. She didn't particularly need a list of all of his contacts, so she certainly wasn't planning on rushing Wade to get it in her hands as soon as possible, but still, if she could have it, it certainly wouldn't hurt to have some more people to possibly obtain business from - and to confirm Wade's capabilities with.

    The… "fam". He was using terms she hadn't really heard outside of weird movies from the '10s and '20s, but, he seemed to be from around those times, so she supposed that was normal for him. Still sounded damn weird.

    Ashe hesitated for a moment, considering his offer for a drink and the other things she could be doing with her time aside from this, but if Wade was a part of her crew now, she supposed this was the least she could do as a proper welcoming.

    "One," she agreed after a moment, leaning back into her seat as she met the eyes of a waiter. "Whiskey on the rocks for me." Once ordered, her gaze shifted back to Wade, expectantly awaiting him to order to resume their conversation.

     
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    He didn't think he could get Ashe to agree to a drink. But in attempt to establish some form of camaraderie with the newest addition to Deadlock, it was the least she could do. Besides, he offered to pay and who didn't like a free drink anyways? He could certainly use a few to cool himself down from the near unbearable heat that didn't seem to die down following his interview.

    "Great, I'll have a tequila sunrise!" The waiter just gave Wade a suspicious look as the masked man simply rolled his eyes. He forgot he was in some Western-style backwater town, not Cabo. Of course, they didn't serve that fruity, delicious shit here. "Ugh fine just a tequila on the rocks for me. Make it double. Dos!" The waiter rolled his eyes before sauntering off to the bar to put in their orders.

    "So...boss, what's your world like?" While they waited, they might as well broke the ice and got to know each other a little better. And Wade was never one to stand for any sort of awkward silence whatsoever. Probably why he was so good at social networking, least in his mind. "Is Texas still just as trigger-happy?"
     
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    Wade still seemed to hold his… surprising enthusiasm while ordering his drink, which Ashe observed merely with a brow raised expectantly as he ordered his tequila sunrise. "How the hell are ya gonna drink through that?" It was a genuine question, as while he had shown her his face a few minutes ago, she didn't know if he was planning just to drink through it or take it off again.

    What her world was like was a pretty damn open question that she couldn't answer just in a word or two, but she supposed she'd do her best for the sake of building trust, or whatever.

    "Haven't lived in Texas since I was a kid," she responded dryly, a small frown tugging on her lips she quickly dismissed. Texas was long gone from her past, and even while some jobs took her back there, she did her best to avoid her hometown at all costs. "The world ain't that much different… We've just got Omnics - robots, as y'all called 'em. Better tech, too, and we had a war involvin' the whole word thanks t'those Omnics... Don't think it's much different besides that."

    She was sure she was leaving out plenty of details, but she couldn't fit in decades of history in a few seconds of talking. "Oh, Australia's good as gone, too."

     
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    In response to Ashe's bemusement, Wade slightly adjusted his mask so only his scarred lips and mouth were revealed. He then proceeded to sip his double tequila on the rocks, sighing pleasurably as the extra strong alcohol hit the back of his throat. The cold drink was certainly a nice comfort in the hot ass weather.

    He continued drinking and for once, he remained quiet as Ashe talked about the world she originated from. Seemed like it was a decade or two ahead of Wade's world, especially when it came to these Omnics. Great, sounded like a bunch of Ultrons rampaged through this world and even caused a damn war. Wade was always sketched out by sentient robots for a reason.

    "Oh no, not Australia! What did they do to it? And how come it couldn't be like Russia or something? They always cheat in the Olympics anyways!" Wade cried out, not entirely sure if the Olympics still existed into the future. It was interesting to always learn about other worlds, about how similar or different life on those Earths would be.

    "So did ya pick a side in this war or end up doing your own thing?"
     
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