<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/3633101371_88fce3622b_t.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name/Alias: Deadpool, baybeh!!!</strong><br/><strong>Origin: Altered Human</strong><br/><strong>Location: Briefing Room</strong><br/><strong>Tagged: Ares, The Avengers</strong><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: Ares</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“I do NOT need a lift. I can reach that ship on my own. Do you think I’m a gimp like my brother?”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Deadpool still stood near Wolverine when the words were spoken, and his eyes widened slightly. He looked to Ares slowly, and almost busted into laughter. He closed his mouth however, bit his lips and turned around from everyone, effectively muffling his guffaws.<em>Good, Wade. Gotta control yourself. We can't keep making enemies around here...Wade?</em>He opened his mouth to make a comment, there were so many jokes he could've made about Ares being handicapped, but he felt himself hesitate a bit, and he ended up doing no more than taking a deep breath and letting it out in a long sigh.<br/><br/><em>PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER, MAN! Geez..<br/></em><br/><em>You're right. You're right.</em><br/><br/><em>Damn right I'm right. Now..this is gonna get serious. Put your sane face on, alright?</em><br/><br/><em>Alright...but you're gonna have to quiet down for a second. Sane people only have one voice in their head..</em><br/><br/>When the Avengers were dismissed, Deadpool looked himself over with a pleased smirk, crossing his arms over his chest and scanning the room.<strong>"Well, I'M suited. AND booted. So lets go, everyone! Put on your most ass-showingest tights and lets get a move on, savvy?"</strong>He strutted confidently in Tony Starks direction and pointed a finger towards him, a frown forming under his mask, the material contouring to his lips.<strong>"Hey, Mr. Rich Weapons Guy. The Wonderful Wizard of Oz turned my gun into dust, which I'm probably gonna try snorting later. Probably made my other weapons go 'POOF' too, so I've got no weapons, save for my two sharp friends over here."</strong>He crossed his arms again tapping his foot and leaning towards the billionaire, narrowing one of his eyes<strong>"So..uh...am I gettin' weapons or what?"</strong>