Alex Quill (spacepalm) wrote,
@ 2011-03-19 20:44:00

Interdepartmental Cooperation
"But da-- sir, I really don't feel that it's--"

"No arguments on this, Lieutenant. You're going to be the escort for Nova Prime's son while he's here and he and I go over new interdepartmental guidelines. I'm sure you and your pet can keep him occupied." Peter Quill smiles at his son.

"You know Rocket hates being called that... sir." Alex responds, not at all thrilled with the notion of baby-sitting.

"He'll deal with it. Just like you'll deal with this assignment. Now come on, we need to go meet up with them." Peter picks up his helmet and pats his son on the back as they leave his office, headed for the main hangar.

~~

After the adults have wandered off to drink, under the pretense of official business, Alex greets the other young man. "Alex Quill, junior security administrator for Knowhere Station. Pleased to meet you, Corpsman."

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	fleetfootmac 2011-03-20 01:20 am UTC (link)
	"...Gods damn it, can't a guy ever get a decent game in?" Mac looks at it for a moment. "Claws, you think? What would fit in something this size?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

spacepalm
2011-03-20 02:05 am UTC (link)

Alex examines the breach. "No... it's ragged enough, but that's just the tensile strength of the metal finally giving way. Whatever this was pushed its way out, for the most part. Very, very strong."

He gets out his communicator. "Commander Quill, do you copy?"

No response.

"Oh for the love of..." He looks at Mac. "Nova Prime didn't happen to bring any Xandarian whiskey with him, did he?"

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	fleetfootmac 2011-03-20 02:07 am UTC (link)
	Mac sighed. "Yeah. The good stuff. Whom's this package registered to?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	needsmoredakka 2011-03-20 02:08 am UTC (link)
	"What?" Red asked. "Am wanting to know what you are thinking, Alex!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

spacepalm
2011-03-20 02:14 am UTC (link)

"D'ast... the old man turns off his comms for good whiskey." Alex explains, slipping his helmet back on and undoing the safety from his sidearm. He then keys in a text message to the central security system.

"I'm putting in a general alert for now. Too many diplomatic envoys here to risk driving into a panic until we have a better idea of what we're dealing with." He checks the shipping label, then shakes his head. "Sealed records. Contents are part of a Kree ambassador's private collection, on their way back to Kree-Lar with him."

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	fleetfootmac 2011-03-20 02:34 am UTC (link)
	Mac looks around. "What's the vent system like in here?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	needsmoredakka 2011-03-20 02:45 am UTC (link)
	Red frowns. "...If you are being expecting of me to volunteer to go in, you are going to be needing to be providing answers." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	spacepalm 2011-03-20 12:32 pm UTC (link)
	"Pretty extensive. No 'exotics' on station this cycle, so it shouldn't have any of the barriers in place either. Give me a few minutes and I can requisition a spectral analyzer to try to pick up a trai--" There's a shriek from down the hallway. "...or, y'know, there's that." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fleetfootmac 2011-03-20 03:43 pm UTC (link)
	Mac nods and takes off at top speed towards the sound. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	needsmoredakka 2011-03-20 08:18 pm UTC (link)
	Red pulled out a heavy rifle. "Is being time for serious prodding of buttocks and much using of firepower, yes?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

spacepalm
2011-03-20 08:44 pm UTC (link)

"Hold off on any firing until we're sure nobody's in the way." Alex slips his helmet back on as they run in the direction of the screaming.

Which really is the one thing he wishes he could change about his life. That he's always running towards screaming.

A badge-swipe later, and they enter a room, where a number of scientists are up on tables, hurling whatever spare equipment isn't bolted down at a collie-sized creature with a greyish carapace as it skitters about the lab.

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	fleetfootmac 2011-03-20 08:53 pm UTC (link)
	Mac sighs he saw pictures like this when they hit Kree space before. "Gentlemen, we have a Crasher." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	needsmoredakka 2011-03-20 09:42 pm UTC (link)
	Red brought his gun up. "Am seeing no one else in the way. Can be shooting now, yes?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	spacepalm 2011-03-20 09:46 pm UTC (link)
	"You know what it is? Red, hold your fire until we know what we're dealing with. All of you there, stop throwing stuff!" Alex tries to take control of the situation. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fleetfootmac 2011-03-20 09:48 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh yeah. The ambassador you've got here thinks he's a Real Man. Okay, I've never had to handle this before, but let's try to give him a clear direction to run that's more... back to the the cargo area and not towards people?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	needsmoredakka 2011-03-20 10:05 pm UTC (link)
	Red harumphed. "Is almost never time for shooting when I am wanting it to be. Is not being fair." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	spacepalm 2011-03-20 10:09 pm UTC (link)
	Alex sticks to the wall and circles around carefully, trying to make sure that when he gets close to the creature, it's got the door to run to. "Red, stand in the hall and try to look intimidating. Just make sure it runs back to the hold." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fleetfootmac 2011-03-20 11:09 pm UTC (link)
	"Feel free to block the corridor in one direction with our large handy guns," Mac comments cordially as he clings to a wall himself and makes sure the doors are wide open. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	needsmoredakka 2011-03-20 11:22 pm UTC (link)
	Red grinned devilishly. "Am being Very good at being threatening," he giggled happily, as he took up his position. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	spacepalm 2011-03-20 11:30 pm UTC (link)
	Alex nods to each of them as he and Mac approach. As they get within a couple yards, the creature seems to spook again, curling itself tightly into a ball and hurling itself at Mac like it was shot out of a cannon. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fleetfootmac 2011-03-21 12:50 am UTC (link)
	And Mac catches it like a chest pass, turns on his heel, and snaps it right out into the hallway. Then he lets himself wince and make pathetic little noises for reasons of ow. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	needsmoredakka 2011-03-21 01:25 am UTC (link)
	Red stood ready to help if he could, but settled for looking intimidating and growly in the creature's direction. The big gun probably helped. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	spacepalm 2011-03-21 01:44 am UTC (link)
	The creature crashes into a wall, leaving a heavy dent, before rolling out of the indentation and skittering back down the hallway. Alex rushes out after it, drawing a sidearm as he finds himself winded trying to keep up. He fires a precise shot which herds the creature back into the cargo bay. "Is there a second part to this plan?" He calls to Mac. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fleetfootmac 2011-03-21 01:45 am UTC (link)
	"Please tell me you've got a cargo hazard field generator?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	needsmoredakka 2011-03-21 01:47 am UTC (link)
	"Of course are having that!" Red said. "What, you are thinking we are being some podunk space station? This is being Knowhere!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)