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Call sign. Mutant name. Superhero name. Same thing. But yes. And he lives up to it. He's a very large man. And strong.

[And now Wade is starting to miss him. And the rest of his F-word.]

I wish I could meet him.

... I mean, not in the sense that I wish he would be kidnapped to Duplicity, of course. You know.

I know. [As much as he misses people from back home, he doesn't actually want them here. Although he would be relieved in a way, if they were... selfishly.]

I'm sure you two would get along. I'd say-- like a house on fire, but I'm sure you're both sticklers for fire safety so that'd never happen.

[ Although Fraser doesn't laugh, he ducks his head and smiles in a way that is almost as good. ]

You may be right about that. Although I did have an apartment burn down, once. But that was the fault of a performance arsonist, and I was out of town at the time, so really, I hardly think I can be held responsible.

My apartment blew up once. Not a performance arsonist. Well, okay that's a lie. It was definitely a performance but... uh-- [Now it's Wade's turn to be awkward, clearing his throat.] it was me?

You blew up your own apartment as a performance?

[ His eyebrows go up. ]

Uh. [He looks off, trying to figure out what to say and falling short of anything that didn't come off crazy or sad.]

Well, it wasn't just a performance. I was inside the building at the time... I... it was just after my fiancée... after she... [Well, he remembers Wade's D/s finder surely.]

Ah.

[ Yeah, Fraser gets all the implications there. Perhaps unsurprisingly, he doesn't look shocked or judgmental. Serious, but then he almost always looks serious. ]

But you survived it.

I did. I tried a lot of things. Nothing stuck. I healed it all.

[Its said matter of fact, but there is a slight crack in his voice.]

Then I found a family. People to look after. And to look after me.

... Colossus, NTW, Yukio...?

Them, yes. And Cable. Domino. And this kid named Russell.

I'm glad you found them.

[ The words are banal, but the way Fraser looks at Wade when he says them gives them a different kind of weight. ]

Me too. [He manages, smiling back softly. Wade misses them but knows he'll see them again. Provided they don't get cut from the sequel...]

[ At this point, their drinks arrive, and the look Fraser gives his margarita can only be described as dubious and somewhat intimidated. He thanks the server before blinking at it some more. ]

Gosh.

[Wade meanwhile looks positively giddy as his margarita is placed in front of him, rocking on his seat as he slides it closer.] Hell, yeah. Don't forget to get some of the salt off the rim when you sip!

[He lifts the large glass up and takes a sip of the frozen concoction. Pulling back as he swallows, shaking his head and blinking wildly.] Ack! Brain Freeze! Worth it!

Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

[ After all, he's having a good time without any alcohol, and it's hardly going to improve is coordination for dancing. ]

Oh. [He looks a little bummed that Benton might not drink his.]

I can drink both of them?

[ Fraser gets a stubborn look on his face and snags his glass by the stem, pulling it closer to himself. ]

I can slay my own allegories, thank you.

[ He touches the tip of his tongue to the salt rim, shrugs, and takes a sip. ]

Say, that's really quite refreshing.

[Wade claps when he sips, beaming.] See! I knew you'd like it!

[And hopefully he doesn't get too drunk. But if he never drinks it might be a lost cause.]

I won't be making it a habit, but it's nice to try new things on occasion.

[ And this certainly feels like an occasion. ]

Yeah, it is! Can't be a stick in the mud all the time. Maybe I'll even get you to swear!

[He grins from over his margarita, drinking it quite fast.]

I've been known to swear. From time to time.

[ Their nachos arrive and Fraser shoves a handful into his face. Neatly, somehow. It seems like it should be impossible, and yet. ]

[And Wade takes some of his own nachos and promptly dumps cheese down the front of his suit.]

Dangit.

Ah— here.

[ He passes Wade a wad of napkins on autopilot. He's already reaching for them before the cheese even lands. Once a princess, always a princess. ]

Thank you. Don't want to be ruining this suit! [He beams, wiping off the mess and going back to eating and sipping his margarita.

It's relatively quiet after that, Wade focused on eating and devouring everything on his plate. It's all so good. He even feels a little buzz from the margarita since they'd given him the kind that could actually circumvent his healing.

It's nice. And he's smiling to himself as he eats.]

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cw: attempted suicide

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