<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/Ryan-Kwanten_zpsxuj4nvjh.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Samuel Guthrie/Cannonball<br/><strong>Location:</strong>New York City, Deadpools hideout<br/><strong>Whereabouts</strong>Outside the wearhouse<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Civvies with X-Men 2 uniform in backpack<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cannonball, Psylocke, Rogue, Chamber, X-23, Deadpool<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Ah would recommend waitin' a bit longer,"  Sam said.  "After all, we did come unannounced and he does have a long list of enemies.  And blowin' the door off its hinges isn't the most polite way of sayin' hello.  Ah think at the very least we should try knockin'."<br/><br/>Sam walked up to the warehouse door to knock.  He was polite but he wasn't remotely stupid, no matter what his slow southern drawl suggested.  He surrounded himself with his aura of thermochemical energy.  It would keep him safe, just in case Deadpool had any unpleasant surprised waiting for uninvited visitors.  He pulled the aura back from his hand so that he could knock without blowing the door off it's hinges.  It certainly wouldn't do for him to do what he'd suggested Chamber<em>not</em>do.<br/><br/>"Wade?  It's Sam, Sam Guthrie.  Are ya home?"