No-One But You (The Star Child's Eclipse)
Chapter 33: Strange Talk (Part 3)
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Howwwwwww… fascinating.
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Sofia Strange was kicking her tiny feet around beneath the table with anticipation, and she was following along with every word that was being said in the room.
The man named Victor Von Doom was clearly the outcast amongst the group, and that little "Star Child" was smart enough to understand that Tony Stark was actually trying to correct that.
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The inventor had a hidden agenda, and Sofia wondered if Doom could see. Could he see beyond his own, ego? The little girl could only wonder.
The word ego filled her mind, for some reason, and she found the man to be… intriguing.
Her growing mind wandered off after a while, then it settled on a few thoughts about everyone else in the room.
Perhaps they all wanted to connect with him… that mysterious man who didn't want to open up.
Even the funny man, Wade Wilson, seemed at odds about what to do, what to say, and how to behave around him.
It held an interest for Sofia, so she turned her focus back to Tony Stark.
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The sounds of Deadpool's dramatic gun clicking didn't help the silence. It strengthened it, actually, until Tony fired another question in Doom's direction.
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"You said you're on Ezekiel's side under these circumstances. Cool. So, why should we let you anywhere near him? We don't know if your presence will hinder his progress, or help it. Can you actually explain your connection to him?"
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Doom said that he'd "entertain" Tony's questions today, so the brunette decided to start things off with the biggest question.
Why the FUCK would anyone with half a brain allow Ezekiel effing Stane anywhere near Victor Von Doom?
Are we serious here? Tony really needed to understand the logic.
Wow. He heard a soft bothered sigh as well… somewhere off toward his left.
Ezekiel was obviously very pissed off, and yeah that salty sigh belonged to him. Tony didn't give a SHIT if the prince of darkness was bothered.
His presence wasn't needed at the meeting for a friggen reason, REMEMBER, so the brunette totally ignored him.
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Oh, oh, ohhhhh. The infamous Deadpool almost choked out a gasp after Starknado said what he did.
COULD Victor Von FUCK-FACE explain some sort of "connection" to a certain someone's cute lil coyote?
HE BETTER NOT HAVE AN EXPLANATION, because there wasn't supposed to be any sort of "connection" at all.
That bald fucker driving his yellow taxi cab around specifically said that things were strictly "platonic" between them.
The word was platonic, not "tectonic."
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UGH. The question Tony asked was just the kinda SHHHIIITTttt Wade Wilson was hoping for.
He was dying to hear any sort of answer, actually, and the man couldn't stop squirming around in his seat.
Ohhhh he started feeling hungry for some popcorn too, cuz shit was getting too good for him.
Wade had to ignore Ezekiel's adorable little sigh of protest as well, because all eyes were on the quiet coyote's fancy CHROME-DOME COCK-SOCK FUCK FACE MATH TUTOR FROM THE DARKEST DEPTHS OF HELL.
You better answer that question, FUCKER. Right now. Get to talking….
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"You should already have an understanding of my connection to Ezekiel. His father arranged for me to educate him in exchange for information. Information was my payment, but our arrangement was completely separate from the black market dealings that you described earlier…"
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"How was it separate… and what kind of information were you getting?"
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Stark's tone was very direct, serious, and crude. His demeanor and questions were beginning to rub Victor Von Doom the wrong way.
It felt obnoxious to him… and why would he actually answer that? Everyone heard Doom respond with a gentle laugh, and yes… the man clearly rolled his eyes as well.
The ruler of Latveria was a sassy bastard, for sure, and in Tony's mind it felt like they were going toe-to-toe.
Was this a duel of wits? Hmmm…
Stark matched that sass with his own vibe, but Victor Von Doom wasn't paying attention to it.
His eyes ventured in "Deadpool's" direction shortly after that, and some might say that he directed his answer more towards him…
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"Our arrangement was separate because Ezekiel was learning during the time he was with me, and he wasn't working for his father during that time at all. Is this hard for you to understand?"
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What's the actual issue?
Victor Von Doom almost made a comment about Stark's inability to understand the notion of not mixing pleasure with business, but the man quickly changed his mind.
His eyes continued venturing back over toward that … vile brute, because Wade Wilson made another noise over there with one of his guns.
Wade checked the ammunition in his second magnum, because he didn't like hearing the words "during the time he was with me."
It just… BUGGED THE FUCK out of him, okay? And Wade's body-language said it all. He was visibly annoyed and bothered.
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How funny. That's exactly what Doom was aiming for, so he smiled beneath his mask and he gently answered the second half of the question..
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"Oh, and as for my payment? The information I received? Well, how do I put this….Ezekiel and I share an enormous database of information on basically everyone and everything."
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"I'd say the two of us exchange a massive data stream of knowledge between one another, and I'd even argue that our data stream is what the five of you have been trying to tap into all this time…"
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That pathetic "Surveillant Council" had been trying to tap into that data stream for … how long now? Victor Von Doom did the math to himself in his head.
In his "expert" opinion, that's what the entire Council was aiming at, and his former student was simply along for the ride.
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Okay.
That was way more than enough info for one day… and the infamous Deadpool had definitely heard his fill.
Wade Wilson straightened up in his chair, then he glanced down at both of his guns.
The thought of killing that CHROME-DOME CUNT crossed his mind once again, because Doom's language about Ezekiel was getting on his last friggen nerve.
I mean, did you hear that shit?
He said, the TWO OF US? BETWEEN ONE ANOTHER? OUR DATA STREAM? EZEKIEL AND I?
Uhmmmm…. Fuck that.
Doom needed to die, pronto, so Wade drew in the deepest breath that his soul could conjure up, and he started hugging one of his legs over Ezekiel's lap.
He bear hugged his cute lil fiancé with his left leg, cuz… yeah… Wade was feeling mega insecure.
The mercenary really didn't want to feel that way, but everything in his soul was going haywire, so…
Chapter: END
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