<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/Vdu7FgAk6rKd_zpsc4407f20.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Name:</strong>Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202758.msg9932062#msg9932062)<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion -  Hidden Base <br/><strong>Time:</strong> its got to be way after 1:30 by now <br/><strong>Taggings:</strong> Wolverine, Deathpool, Rider, and Blue Marvel.…  Open<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del> This  (http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ZTzDOztBjdw5_zps329c8f3d.jpg)</del> <br/>    Her Black Cat Costume  (http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/black_cat_0010_by_raffaelemarinetti-d3l3114_zps715a8b96.jpg)<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Stumbling  her way past the others to return to Wolverine, she glanced over at the Rider and noticed he had a new friend. Felicia had no idea who the Blue Marvel was, but assumed since flaming skull boy wasn’t trying to melt his flesh off that the guy, whoever he was, was okay. She might have stopped to say hello had she been in a better mood, but for now both the Rider and Blue Marvel would have to be satisfied with a quick acknowledgement that showed the fire burning in her eyes. Yes, the Black Cat was pissed! And getting more so with every step. <br/><br/><strong>”I can’t believe that guy...what were you thinking Felicia? Seriously girl!”</strong> she said mainly to herself as she climbed over the rubble. Most men might have chosen to let her cool off, but Felicia was soon to discover that Deadpool was not “most men”.  His voice sounded closer causing Cat to stumble among the rubble. She grazed her knee and swore with conviction before turning to glare at her…. what was he to her? The fact that she couldn’t answer that question just added fuel to the fire that was already burning within. <br/><br/>Cat focused on the so called “evidence” as Deadpool tried explaining himself to her, resulting in digging himself an early grave for the women he had saved. Logic was beginning to seep into her mind, whispering thoughts such as “see, he was just helping” and “those girls were just showing their gratitude”.  Felicia’s eyes narrowed as she glared at one of the offended women. <strong>”Next time a simple thanks might be better!”</strong> snapped the annoyed blonde before turning away from the gathering. She needed to get away from them…. from him! <br/><br/>Deadpool however wouldn’t stop in his explanation, even when he began to spill things that his inner selves didn’t wants revealed.  Stopping in her tracks once more Felicia turned to look Deadpool right in the eye. She was trying to hold onto her anger, but knowing that he thought her affection would be worth something…. well it was making it near to impossible not to smile! <strong>”We’re heading to some fancy school for mutants… I think. The big guy here is leading the charge. If you’re gonna come then you gotta be quiet. Sneaky quiet.”</strong> Looking to Rider and his new friend and then back to Wolverine, Felicia asked him <strong>”What do you think Big Guy, you think they can join us? It might be good to  have some help in case we meet up with more of them metal cans with the attitude.”</strong> </div>