Let's Test, Shall We? (X-Men)

[pyslocke]

She skillfully dodged three blades coming my way, and a laser fired from the bushes. But he got her there. He hit her back, and fell on her face. Damn it! She thought, wincing from the pain. She put up her hand, a psionic force field deflecting the attacks as she got back up. The force field turned to a spherical telepathic energy source, and she fired it at Deadpool.

[deadpool]

Realization hit me as I realized what her abilities were. This was far more than simple "get in your head" telepathy. I knew her from somewhere. However, it wasn't until she sent the purple sphere at me that I realized who she was. "Psylocke, right?" I tried to move out of the way but my foot ended up getting caught in the energy field. ~Not good~ Man, I was getting soft. I took out a pair of AK 47s by magic, I mean where the hell did I get all these weapons anyway? I fired at her, sending a stream of bullets. Let's hope she didn't have enough mastery to attack and defend at the same time.

[pyslocke]

The attacks ceased and the psionic shield was all she was worried about powering. She kept it going, determined to focus... and not get shot. "Yeah, it is. What importance is it to you, and how did you know?" She glared, the purple-violet transperency surrounded the area that she lay at. The bullets rebounded off of it harmlessly... or not. She was draining. But she would keep it up. Psylocke didn't give up.

[deadpool]

I continued the rain of bullets. If anyone looked closely they'd notice that I never aimed for anywhere vital. Yeah, I've gone soft. "You've got one hell of a past. Let's just say I'm good with information." I narrowed my eyes at her. There was no doubt about it. She fit the criteria quite well. I smiled until one of the bullets ricocheted and hit me in the arm. I didn't flinch however and started healing. Unfortunately the ricochet was happening frequently.

[pyslocke]

The shield didn't phase at all. It shimmered once, but Psylocke kept her will on it. "Why don't you stop hurting yourself so we can talk about how the hell you know about me." She snapped, not letting the force field flicker.

[deadpool]

I laughed. "Hurting myself? This isn't anything but a mosquito bite, love. I know a lot about a lot of things. Who's to say how I know you?" Meh, this was getting a bit boring. One of the guns ran out and I quickly switched, starting to fire new one along with the old. A short while later the older one ran out and I switched it out two. I mean, really? Where the hell do I get these guns? I've gotta ask those writers one day.

[pyslocke]

Psylocke glared at him. The shield moved from around her, to around him. She kept it there. "Alright, now love, why don't you choose to talk? I can keep this up for a while." Psylocke said, smiling at him. She bit her lip, hoping he wouldn't think to teleport... Because he looked to be absentminded... So hopefully he would not. But if he does, she'll be ready.

[deadpool]

Shit. I was still firing when she moved it on me so I ended up getting a whole bunch of bullets inside me. They didn't stay very long since I healed. I looked at her, staring blankly. "You're kidding right? You really think it's that easy to trap me? You can keep this up for a while? Yeah...no, Dollie. I have no doubt you've got a lot of control of those powers of you but you won't last too long. You've been running around, protecting yourself from the Mansion Defenses while also taking two of my optic blasts. But alright, what do you want to know?"

[pyslocke]

She glared. She knew he was right. She sighed. She was running out of time. "I'd like to know what you know about me. And how you knew who I was." She sighed, letting the force field go. She collapsed to her knees.

[deadpool]

I teleported to the ground before I fell. I teleported to in front of her and offered her my hand. "The name's Deadpool, little lass. Yours?" He smiled as he already knew her name. In fact he found her quite impressive. She had been one hell of an Assassin and he was more than aware of her potential.

[pyslocke]

She didn't take his hand, she looked away. "It's Elizabeth. Now if you will, Mr. Deadpool, answer my questions, please," She said, frowning. Whoever this guy was, he seemed to know a lot about her. She looked up at him, noticing how miscellanous his mask was. Maybe she knew him too... She shrugged off the thought, awaiting his answer.

[deadpool]

I frowned, comically of course. She didn't take my hand? I was a bit saddened. I looked at her and stroked my chin. "Well, young lady, you managed to stir up quiet an interest. Mandarin and S.T.R.I.K.E? I was actually given an offer to kill you once but I didn't feel like it. It's not everyday you meet an Assassin with so much skill. You're almost as good as me." I smiled my comic smile. "You're one hell of a killer."

[pyslocke]

Betsy's jaw dropped. How did he... She quickly kicked his leg, and went for his throat. He would not live to share this with anyone. She grabbed for the mask, and when she took it off, it wasn't anyone she recognized... Damn it all! She cursed to herself, her hand still at his throat. "How do you know all of this? I have never seen you in my entire.. lives."

[deadpool]

((O.O You autoed >.< Tis okay tho)

I watched with a smile as she attempted to subdue me. I gladly let her take control. There was no fear from me. "Meh. I've been watching. I mean, my old friend Wolverine did save you. It's only natural I'd take an interest in someone who was in my general line of work" He leaned in close to her, their faces close. "Tell me, have you wanted to kill anyone lately?"

[pyslocke]

((Eh..that was epic auto ._. Sorry >< Won't again.))

Betsy fumed angrily. "Yes, you!" She seethed angrily, and pulled away form him. "Mind you, I'm not an assassin anymore..." She fought with the word 'anymore'. She never wanted to be... And hearing form this.. psycho that she had skill in it... She looked distress, whipping her line of sight away from him, and sat there, arms crossed.