<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/3633101371_88fce3622b_t.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name/Alias: Deadpool!</strong><br/><strong>Origin: Altered Human</strong><br/><strong>Location: Avengers Tower Dormitory Floor -&gt; Briefing Room</strong><br/><strong>Tagged: Spot, Dr. Strange, Assembled Avengers</strong><hr/><br/>Deadpool didn't take a shot when Bobby had crossed in front of Greer, instead lowering the gun slowly and letting out a slight sigh. He wasn't about to just start shooting everyone. He'd avoided the innocents outside, and he had no intentions of shooting innocents in the tower, as well.<em>Just a little started, heh heh...I mean, c'mon! Ice?!<br/></em><br/><em>...And you're surprised by this, Mr. Avenger?</em><br/><br/><em>...This is why I didn't miss you.</em><br/><br/>Domino, on the other hand, wasn't exactly an innocent in his eyes. They'd met a time or two before, and she'd always managed to put a bullet in him, as ineffective as they may have been. He, on the other hand, never got a single shot in on her. Not one. He had never tried to take a stealthy approach, and so she ALWAYS saw him coming. Sometimes he even made sure she did, just as he'd announced himself at the window before taking pop shots with his rifle. Of course, he had no idea what her abilities were. He just thought she was REALLY good at dodging. Or maybe she was altered, like he was. After all, any normal human being would have one helluva hard time dodging a bullet.<em>Could be that... or she's either REALLY lucky...meh.</em><br/><br/>When Dr. Strange had arrived, Deadpool's attention immediately turned to the Sorcerer Supreme, and while Domino had immediately shown signs of surrender upon his arrival, Deadpool showed none but signs of confusion. At the man's strange words, Deadpool's confusion only doubled, but even then, he smirked as usual and gave a remark. "Gesundheit!" It was true, Strange spoke to the two of them as a parent would speak to a child, but Deadpool disregarded him, as a smaller child would their parents. He tilted his head a bit, raising an eyebrow under his mask as he slowly dropped onto his belly, frowning as he noted how Strange hovered over the ground.<em>LUUUCKYYYY!!!</em><br/><em><br/>Honestly?! Team of heroes? Any of this ringing a bell?!</em><br/><br/><em>...He's still lucky.</em><br/><br/><em>...Yeeeeeeah...</em><br/><br/><strong>"...Could you teach me how to do that?!"</strong>He asked in an excited tone, propping his chin onto his palms and letting his pistol hang off his finger as he looked up towards the powerful man. Of course, his expression would change when he finally noticed the effect of the mans words on his weapon, and even more so when the implications of both Storm's and Strange's words regarding the situation.<strong>"What the hell! My gun!........WHAT THE HELL?! SHE'S an Avenger, too?!"</strong>His head whipped towards Domino, whom he could see again after the wall of ice shrunk into little more than a puddle. He pushed himself back from his laying position, and sat with his legs crossed, his eyes narrowing a bit as he looked her over once more.<strong> "...Well..I'm gonna have to go with her on this one. It WAS a misunderstanding...Oh and, uh..."</strong>he motioned over towards the small puddle of blood resting where held laid on his stomach.<strong>"I'm hoping that won't stain...but uh..yeah....if it does, sorry 'bout that."</strong><br/><br/>Deadpool laughed lightly to himself at Dr. Strange's words regarding a mad gunman, but his giggle-fit was soon ended by the by the strong voice that emanated from his pants. He hopped onto his feet immediately, and began to dig madly though each and every single one of the pouches around his waist.<em>Uhhh...Chewing gum, OOOO! Juicy Fruit! Mkay....tiny whetstone...condoms..wait, what?..Ignoring...AHA! Wallet!</em><br/><br/>He immediately removed his Avengers card from the ID pocket of his wallet and looked it over, listening to the brief message with slowly widening eyes.<strong> "Ohmahgosh, ohmahgosh, ohmagosh! Mission already?! SQUEEEEEEE~!"</strong>He immediately began walking towards the elevators, tucking his thumbs under his belt and letting his hands rest limply there. Admittedly, he felt a bit lightheaded, and he was bleeding profusely, but he still hardly payed it any mind. It was ass-kicking time, after all!<em>Worse comes to worse, I pass out in the Briefing Room for a few minutes...would be a pretty damn nice nap!</em><br/><br/>It took him a bit longer to get to the briefing room than those who'd left before him. He took time to marvel,<em>heh..Marvel.</em>, at all the shiny thingies and doodads in the hallways, but eventually, he did arrive, and enthusiastically greeted the group.<br/><br/><strong>"AVENGER BUDDIES!...Hi." </strong>