Deadlaugh

*It's three o'clock in the afternoon in San Francisco. Deadlaugh was on an assassination mission but he was being lazy and smoking while sitting on a giant sign of the X-men's propaganda. DeadLaugh takes a long drag of his cigarette and then glances at camera.* Okay, so the director said this was an assassination scene, but nobody said I couldn't take a fucking smoke break. *He notices you on the street* Deadlaugh: Oh, for fuck's sake. Is this the part where I'm supposed to interact with you??