HALLOWEEN PARTY

[striderswag]

CHARACTERS: exitvoid
DATE: ( Oct. 31st (day 17) )
RATING: starts out PG, but threads may become individually rated higher. Gonna ask that if it goes over PG-13, please mark it or take it to a journal or somethin'.
SUMMARY: KERNOS may not provide a standard Halloween party, but Striders don't disappoint.

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[insanenotcrazy]

[Deadpool has dressed as James Bond for this event. This means a very sharp looking tuxedo along with his gloves and mask. It also means...well, he looks pretty damn good in a tux, so long as he keeps his mask on. Except, he doesn't look very good doing what he's doing right now, but like hell if he cares.

He's...well, dancing. Except he can't dance to save his life, so...it kind of looks like...like maybe he's having a seizure instead. Or something like that. God help any woman who happens to walk by him or just close enough for him to grab, because they will be swept up and taken for a dance. It's been way too long since he's been to a party that he hasn't crashed.]

[pimpsaw]

[This is the guy who managed to stab her? Well then.

Saw is hanging back as far away from the dancers as she can, simply watching the partygoers. At least she had the decency to keep her weapon out of sight.]

[insanenotcrazy]

[He's not the prettiest sight when he's dancing, nope. But hey, he's having a good time and that's all that matters, right?

He doesn't notice her at first, until he does. It's kind of hard not to recognize those horns, for one. You'd think he'd just keep his distance this time, and not antagonize her or do anything that could possibly antagonize her. Sure, you'd think a sane person would do that. Except he's not sane, so there he goes, strolling over to where she is. He greets her with a formal bow, perhaps a bit over dramatic, but polite all the same.]

So we meet again, miss...uh...what is your name?

[pimpsaw]

[and that slightly catches her off guard. casual greetings are not something she's familiar with, especially those from people who she had fought before.]

Saw.

[insanenotcrazy]

Interesting name. [Unusual, intriguing. He really wants to ask how she got a name like that, but he's resisting for the moment.] You can call me Wade. [He extends a hand to her.] Would you care to dance, miss Saw?

[pimpsaw]

I don't dance. [she isn't even sure why she's at the party in the first place]

[insanenotcrazy]

Neither do I [He shrugs.] The real question though, is can you dance?

[pimpsaw]

I have never danced in my life, nor do I plan to any time in the future. [in other words, most likely not.]

[insanenotcrazy]

You're more of the fighting type, right? That seems to be what you're good at.

[pimpsaw]

Was it not obvious enough?

[insanenotcrazy]

Oh, it was definitely obvious enough. Even for me.

So what's your story? Warrior? Assassin?

[pimpsaw]

I fight to live. That is all.

[insanenotcrazy]

Sounds like that could get rough.

[pimpsaw]

Mostly for those who are too weak to survive in my world.

[insanenotcrazy]

Isn't that how it is everywhere? The weak get kicked around?

Things are always going to be rough, for some one, somewhere.

[pimpsaw]

Which is why they are usually better off dead.