Logan— what are you doing—?
Lookin’ for you, darlin’.
Alright, hm… perhaps. [ He continues to give a small smile ] Some better, some worse—
Seems like that’s going around. -He offered a bottle to Thor.- Beer?
"Correct," there was too much at stake here. The most important being the families being held hostage on a different camp, that is what this group fears for the most. Should they die in pursuit of them, that is fine, but should their families be murdered for their misstep, that’s a different story entirely.
"We must be precise. Our families are being held in a nearby camp. If the other camp hears of our insurrection, our families will be put to death.”
Deadpool looked out at the night, it would be gone before long. The mercenary clenched his hands into fists and prepared for what came next. It had to be surgical, they had to be fast and most importantly they had to save lives. This wasn’t heroic work, far from it, but it was damned important to Wade that everyone survive. Too many had died by Butler’s hands.
"Everybody have a good game and let’s go wage a Secret War.” It was time and by now Wade’s heart had started to beat like a drum. He kept his composure.
Logan growled, eyes narrowed in a glare. The anger kept building inside of him. Someone was going to pay and he wasn’t going to keep quiet about it. This wasn’t an Avenger fight or an X-Man fight, and this wasn’t just personal. Lot of people died here, lot of people lived through hell here. Everyone involved was going to pay.
“Wrong. We ain’t keeping this a secret. There’s gonna be a reckoning for this.”
" I’m looking for someone"
"They got a name?"
"I know you’re just tryin’ to save me from myself."
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[ Gives a nod in return, as well as a small smirk ] Friend Logan— How fares thee?
Been better, been worse. Ya been alright?
"I… don’t.. have one, not anymore"
"Where ya been stayin’, darling? Anyone looking for you?"