fandomhigh | Stabbing People for Fun and Profit: Mercenary Work for Beginners, Monday, Period 4

There was a less than pleased and non-bouncy Deadpool waiting for the kids in the Danger Shope, because he had totally remembered to tell them to meet him there.

Okay, so not really, but he did leave a nice note telling them to get over there instead of their usual spot at the main campfire.

"First of all, it seems there was a wee bit of confusion over the assignment from last week," He said, glaring pointedly at a certain boy with a ponytail that was not a wolf tail and he really needed to accept that fact and move on with his life. Oh wait... he wasn't going to have one after Deadpool got done with him. "There is to be no maiming or injuring of Aly because that causes her to stab me in the kidney, and that makes me cranky. And a cranky me means I'm going to take this out on all of you kiddies!"

He grinned and held up a pair of escrima sticks. "Fighting practice today. Pick your weapon and we'll see what you're made of." Pause. "And I hope it isn't pie because that would be both messy and disturbing as then we would have to eat the pie that you are made of and that's cannibalism."

He should add something to that.

"And that only works for soccer teams in the Andes, not for high school students while they're off camping in a disturbingly familiar cliche for horror movies type environment."

Yup, that covered all the bases on that subject.

"So! One on one spar with me. Or my other lil' T.A., Setsuna because we've fought before already and know each other's tricks already." He grinned and looked over at Alec. "Not!Wolverine T.A., on the other hand, is new and exciting and yay for genetic enhancements in a fight!"

There was logic there, really.

"Now, if things get out of hand with Setsuna and any of you, I will intervene and it will not be fun for you. But I doubt that'll happen, she's good." There was a small bounce at that. "Now, are you kids ready to go?"

[[ooc: ~~Please wait for the~~ OCD is up and ready!]]

[[ooc part deux: weapons are completely moddable!

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And Sokka goes DOWN like a ton of bricks! Just like that, the fight's over, folks... No, no, wait, he's getting back up again! I don't believe it! He's getting back into the ring! What spunk!

... Okay, yeah. Sorry. But, really:

Sokka fell over, moaning, but quickly got his feet under him again. He shook his head to clear it, but DID spatter droplets from his bloody nose all over.

He grabbed the stick in a one-handed death grip and charged at Deadpool again(keeping his stance low and his balance centered!). He feinted right with the stick while throwing his left fist at Deadpool's side, and tried to avoid the professor's Sticks Of Doom.

Aww, he was trying at least. Good for him.

Deadpool brought the stick down on Sokka's head when he got in close. "You usually use two of those, you know."

Sokka shook his head to clear it again, but didn't rub the lump with his hand like he wanted to. "More reach that way," he said, shifting back to a two-handed grip. "More control, more finesse. But less power." And on that last word, he brought the stick up as hard as he could into Deadpool's crotch.

Both sticks crossed to stop that. Owie. He rather liked that bit of anatomy.

"Which means nothing when you have no strength to back it up!" Deadpool said, kicking out at him.

Sokka rolled out of the way of the kick -- just out of the way -- and started looking for where the knives had gone. "I don't have much in the way of finesse, either," he pointed out. "I'm just good at throwing stuff." Which he punctuated by sending the stick whirling at Deadpool while he dove for two of the knives.

Which Deadpool caught before it connected with his head. "Then stick to the throwing! And not GOD DAMN BOMBS AT TEACHERS."

[[ooc: I saw this ping, honest. *headdesk*]]

"It was IN THE DANGER ROOM!!!" Sokka shouted back, releasing the knives at Deadpool one after the other and darting back to the pile of weapons.

"Knife! In the kidney!" Deadpool shouted, dashing after Sokka. "She banned me from helping blow things up!"

Sokka stopped short and turned around, the fight forgotten for the moment. "Oh, MAN!" he said. "That SUCKS!!! I am so, so sorry."

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