Heyyy, what's happenin'? You've reached the voicemail of one very fine-lookin' man. Wanna chat? Fanboy all over my mad skillz? Declare your undying love for me? You know what to do. [BEEEEP]
[He takes her sullen answer as a sign that she wants to hear it. Which is good, because he probably would have told her anyway. This is something that she needs to hear, like it or not. Wade still isn't all that comfortable giving away pieces of himself like this, but if it could help Rosie in some way, he supposes he could deal with the breach of privacy, just this once.]
Heh. Well then. Strap in for an episode of Story Time with Wade Wilson. [He clears his throat.]
Okay, so. My healing factor'd been on the fritz, like... maybe about five or so years since I first got it? Somethin' like that. Took me hours to grow back my hand once, and by that time I'd already passed out from blood loss at least once.
It was gettin' bad-- I mean, considering my line of work and the people I rubbed shoulders with on a regular basis? I needed that healing factor in good working order. So I went back to the guys who gave me the healing factor in the first place.
[He grins a small, rueful smile without bothering to meet her eyes.] I know what you're thinkin'. It was a stupid thing to do. Didn't have much of a choice, really. Or I thought I didn't, at least.
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Heh. Well then. Strap in for an episode of Story Time with Wade Wilson. [He clears his throat.]
Okay, so. My healing factor'd been on the fritz, like... maybe about five or so years since I first got it? Somethin' like that. Took me hours to grow back my hand once, and by that time I'd already passed out from blood loss at least once.
It was gettin' bad-- I mean, considering my line of work and the people I rubbed shoulders with on a regular basis? I needed that healing factor in good working order. So I went back to the guys who gave me the healing factor in the first place.
[He grins a small, rueful smile without bothering to meet her eyes.] I know what you're thinkin'. It was a stupid thing to do. Didn't have much of a choice, really. Or I thought I didn't, at least.