February HoA Open Log

[magnetic_magpie]

Who: All House of Awesome people and guests
When: Month of February
Where: The House of Awesome
Summary: Open Log for HoA CR
Warnings: Will be updated as needed!

((OOC: So! Please see the House of Awesome Metapost for info on the house. ANYONE not Lucifer can enter the porch - and while you CAN hit the buzzer to have someone meet you, you can ALSO just walk in! Remember folks, Lucifer CAN get on the roof, k? The inner door is only locked AFTER Sirens. Wander around the ground floor, or go visit people's apartments. The POOL cannot be gotten to without a resident though. If you want Danger Room time, please label your threads as Danger Room threads since it has limited access. Tag your subject line with the date and time, ok? And any warnings if needed. Castiel is the only angel with access to the levels lower than the pool, his apartment is Michael proofed, as is Magneto's office (which is also Gabriel proofed). Magneto's condo, the main kitchen, and some other places may be Hellhound Proof.))

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Saturday the 4th // Kitchens // Open

[thecrowingtobe]

He sat on the edge of a counter in the kitchen, next to a sink, feet bouncing back and forth off each other while staring down at them. The boy looked like he had a lot on his mind, thinking over everything that had happened in the past month including the repeating days.

He also looked like he had a fight with a fire pit.

While his pants had rips and burn marks in them, it was his face and arm that looked the worst. The long scar that ran down the side of his face was now red and hot as if he had leaned in too close to a fire. His nose wasn't bleeding now but it was clear that it had been not so long ago.

His right arm was soaking wet, having stuck it under the tap in the sink a few times. He had pulled off bits of his sweater, his coat laying in a half burnt pile on the floor. He absintmindly picked at bits of burnt fabric from his reddened and burnt arm, though there was no blood or blistering.

This is what he gets for playing Hero.

It was easier to just come here then to go home. He didn't have plans to stop and talk to anyone here in the HoA, but he knew where things were and he knew he was safe to sit in his home away from home and fix himself. Fix himself while kicking himself for being stupid. Three days now he watched that woman get attacked. He felt stupid now for trying to help her.

Feel free to bother him. He's not in pain; he's just really annoyed... and it shows.

/Takes opportunity

[the_dead_pool2]

Deadpool is about to go to the same bars he got kicked out of yesterday. He is whistling a tune, while he gets himself ready. He is wearing jeans, a t-shirt and a coat, but still has the mask on. He decides to go into the kitchen to make himself some food before heading out. It should be another fun night, this time he will make sure to take out muscle mcgee first. Getting thrown through a wall wasn't fun. He starts grabbing some ingredients for a BLT when he spots Claudio.

"Hey, you look like shit, dude." he says in way of greeting.

My notif box was turned off *sob*

[thecrowingtobe]

Bar fights are fun though, on a good night. This however was not a good night. This was... well it wasn't a good day. He had thought he could step in and help that woman and instead got burned. How messed up is that? Yeah... he was in a bad mood over this.

And his sulk made him miss the masked freak as he came in. When he spoke however his head picked up, looking over at the guy with a flat expression.

"I always look like shit. This is nothing new." Only, he doesn't always look burnt. Or beaten.

[the_dead_pool2]

"Did you get in fight with a dragon or something? That'd be pretty decent. "

He keeps working on the sandwich though, talking and doing other things was sort of his thing. He was in a pretty decent mood, he had been given a free pass to mess around and have fun for a little while, with no real consequences, as long as it didn't involve newcomers. He could get used to this, at least for a bit. It would probably get boring after awhile.

[thecrowingtobe]

"A dragon would at least be respectable..." He grumped, pulling a bit of stuck to his skin melted fabric from his arm and hissing before tossing it into the sink.

"More like some pyro with a bad attitude. Playing Hero is bullshit." In case the masked semi-hero type didn't know...

[the_dead_pool2]

Deadpool keeps making his sandwich, deciding he was going to throw it in the microwave to heat the meat and melt the cheese. Which sounded like a football phrase or something, but it was all good in the hood.

"There is a reason I'm known as the merc with a mouth, getting paid for going that shit at least makes it a job as opposed to an attempted good deed or whatever."

[thecrowingtobe]

"Yeah, well..." he frowned, bumping his feet together and leaned back to rest his head on a cabinet. "...I'm done with it. The last few so called days I have watched a woman get attacked. If this happens again tomorrow I will watch her get attacked and just stand there. Forget trying to help."

So grumpy. He ripped at his sweater and under shirt, leaving his arm mostly bare now, red and sore. But it felt better. Dropping his arm back so his hand could rest on the edge of the sink, he watched the masked man make a sandwich. "What have you been doing the past few not-days? Being a merc must really suck right now."

[the_dead_pool2]

Deadpool puts the sandwich in the microwave, and after closing it he looks over.

"Probably for the best. I'd have tried to profit from it already." he says casually tapping in a few numbers.

He makes a snort at the comment about his job sucking right now. He wasn't working today, and that was just plain awesome sauce in his opinion.

"Hardly, I've already gotten myself kicked out of twelve bars yesterday, wracking up a debt which would normally land me in prison, and there is no consequences!