Subtlety wasn’t one of Wade’s strong suits, and that translated well over to the field. While Slade went about taking guards out one by one, drawing little to no attention to himself, Wade did the exact opposite. As soon as he had stood, guns had been trained on him and it seemed all attention was drawn to the red suited man.<br/><br/>“Well ain’t this by lucky day.” He said to no one in particular, swinging one katana around as he pivoted, taking in the armed guards. Letting loose, Wade felt the shots pierce him, dramatically letting his body jolt with each one until he was on his knees, head down.<br/><br/>“Okay, okay, I’m down!” He said as the guards approached. “And now it’s my turn.” Jumping to his feet, Wade slashed and hacked seemingly at random until those around him were down for the count. Whistling as he examined the damage, his attention was drawn to Slade calling him over. Sauntering over, Wade heard what was said and waved the man off.<br/><br/>“Me? Pfft. I’m hurt you would even consider I would do such a thing.” Following him in, Wade blinked behind his mask, trying to make out anything in the darkness when the shouts for help cut through the gloom.<br/><br/>“What kinda person did you say we were meeting again?” Wade asked, following Slade’s lead and drawing his own guns. When the mystery person made herself known, Wade allowed his arm to drop, his gun trailing at his side.<br/><br/>“Hey, I’m not opposed to a little play time.” Wade said, taking in the exotic beauty. “Rawr.” He said, using his free hand to claw at the air like a cat. “Slade, buddy, why don’t you introduce us?”