Janet Van Dyne/The Wasp (wee_sting) wrote in marvel_legends,
@ 2011-04-15 20:10:00

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The stage was set. Her costume was perfect. Transport complete. She had her lines and the plot. Now it was time to lift the curtain and begin Act I.

Lifting a phone off of someone was easy. Now she just had to hope that the contact codes she had were still active.

Hank Pym! Places! Your cue is up!

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	doctor_pym 2011-04-15 10:04 pm UTC (link)
	"Relax, Jarvis," Hank said as he was passing the phone, "I've got it." He picked it up. "Avengers Mansion, Hank Pym speaking." (Reply to this)(Thread)

	wee_sting 2011-04-15 10:08 pm UTC (link)
	Time to test her acting skills. She reminds herself not to clear her throat. Any waiver in her voice would only be a benefit. "H-Hank! Oh thank god!" Not bad. Now don't overdo it. "It's me...oh god please..!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	doctor_pym 2011-04-15 10:17 pm UTC (link)
	It was impossible. His findings the other day had planted Jan just as firmly in the extradimensional space Thor had exiled her to as she had been since that day. And yet... "J--Jan...? How...?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	wee_sting 2011-04-15 10:20 pm UTC (link)
	She smirked on her end of the phone and blew a kiss at someone passing by who recognized her costume. She'd have to get off the street. Out of public. The amusement was kept out of her voice though. She was a professional. "I don't know! Just...please! I need help!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	doctor_pym 2011-04-15 10:36 pm UTC (link)
	Hope welled up in Hank's chest and drove out most of his more logical impulses. "Where are you?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	wee_sting 2011-04-15 10:40 pm UTC (link)
	She can imagine the genetic sensors in the Avengers' mansion warming up now. That would be a test of the costume. If it didn't work...well it wouldn't be the first time she's danced her way out of a sticky situation. "Time Square? I think? Hard to tell. My head's fuzzy." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	doctor_pym 2011-04-15 10:45 pm UTC (link)
	Hank was already starting to shrink so that he could fly himself there. He pulled a device out of his pocket and quickly traced the phone signal. "I've got a fix on your location. I'll be there as fast as I can." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

wee_sting
2011-04-15 10:57 pm UTC (link)

"Please hurry!"

She smirked as she hung up the phone. "End scene." She chuckled as she crushed the phone under her foot then set to messing herself up.

One damaged cranium? She beat her head against the wall until she felt dizzy. Check!

A sprained ankle? She hooked her foot into a broken wooden pallet then twisted until she felt a pop. "...fuck!" Check!

By the time her would be hero arrives she'll have added various scrapes, bruises and cuts to the list.

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doctor_pym
2011-04-15 11:13 pm UTC (link)

Hank had a Rover unit in one of his Pym Pockets for when he got to Jan, but what he needed now was pure personal speed and power, his own tiny wings speeding him through the air.

He should have told someone else at the Mansion where he was going, but this was Jan. The woman he'd stare death in the face for, the woman he'd never truly stopped loving.

He beat his own personal speed record for getting there, enlarging as he landed.

"Jan... Great Scott..."

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	wee_sting 2011-04-15 11:17 pm UTC (link)
	Scene II aaaannnnd...now! She let out with a gasp, startled in place then let out with a small cry of pain that didn't need to be forced. She did a number of her ankle, more than she'd intended. "Hank!" She deflated where she sat on her hip in the alley. "Oh thank god!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	doctor_pym 2011-04-15 11:27 pm UTC (link)
	Hank was by her side in an instant, trying to see how she might be hurt. "Jan," he repeated, holding her more tightly than he intended, as though afraid she'd vanish on him. "Oh, Jan..." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	wee_sting 2011-04-15 11:31 pm UTC (link)
	She let out a breath of relief and happiness for which Mojo better nominate her to the Academy and leaned against him. When his hold got a bit too tight the chuckle she let out held a bit of a whimper. "..ok ow. Ribs, Hank...they're the only thing not hurting and I'd like to keep it that way." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	doctor_pym 2011-04-16 12:06 am UTC (link)
	"Oh... Oh, I'm sorry..." Hank babbled. "I can't believe you're back. I was trying to... and now..." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	wee_sting 2011-04-16 12:11 am UTC (link)
	She caught his face with a scraped up and bloody hand and smiled as if he were the best thing she'd seen in years. Seriously! An award! "Hey you." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	doctor_pym 2011-04-16 12:17 am UTC (link)
	"I... I've missed you, Jan. So much." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	wee_sting 2011-04-16 12:22 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah." Ugh. Smile, damn it. There you go. Nooooww...cringe! "...ow!" She puts on a sheepish smile. "Can we...go...wherever?" She looked down at her swollen ankle. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	doctor_pym 2011-04-16 12:47 am UTC (link)
	Hank nodded. "Let's get you back to the Mansion." He reached into his pocket and pulled out and enlarged Rover, his mini-ship. Carefully, he picked Jan up and set her inside. "Don't worry," he said. "Everything's going to be all right." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

wee_sting
2011-04-16 01:01 am UTC (link)

She made certain to brush her fingers against the back of his neck, right under the hairline when she put her arms around him. This whole thing proved to her there were muscles under that pathetic flesh. Hmmm. This could get interesting and make the censors cringe.

She put her head down against him. All the better to hide the appreciative little smirk curling her lips. "I know. I knew all I had to do was find you to get back to everything I needed."

Gag.

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doctor_pym
2011-04-16 01:21 am UTC (link)

Jan was back and she needed him. The perfect opportunity to ride to her rescue and he'd been there to take it.

Hank was smart enough that he should have figured out it was all going too well, that it was all too pat. But where Jan was concerned, well, Hank wasn't at his most logical.

He powered up Rover, taking it into the sky. He fired up the radio. "This is Hank. I'm heading back to the Mansion and... I'm bringing someone home. I found Jan."

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