Knowhere IC

My thanks to those of you who put together the rescue effort. I promise you, more details will be coming as soon as I've debriefed Cosmo and the Guardians about what our next step is.

[ Guardians and Cosmo ]

I'm inbound to HQ now. I've got information information that I can draw up plans and layouts and, assuming the Troyjans and Ba-Bani are using similar designs for their holding cells, I should be able to provide you with enough tactical intelligence as to where the remaining people are being held. I didn't get names, or numbers, so I'm hoping you've been able to put together a list of the missing besides myself and Rose Tyler.

Secondarily, they're not too interested in causing harm, but I know we're operating on a rapidly closing window of time here. I'll be frank, if you need hands to spearhead the rescue effort, I will lend my skills and shield to it as best I can. If you can find anyone else more qualified with the intelligence I'm providing, I'd prefer it. Between fighting with the Hulk and our captors, I'd frankly like at least a day to rest.

[ Alucard ]

Once our people are secure, you've got to come up with a way for me to thank you.

[ Rose Tyler ]

How're you holding up Rose? Promised you you'd get that chance to yell at me.

[ Sharon Carter {616!AU} ]

Please tell me there's whiskey left?

Who: Steve Rogers | Captain America { 616 } and Rose Tyler
What: Bits of the Kidnapping scene together
Where: Various places, starting with Troyjan bus ride
When: After being kidnapped, June 6th
Rating: Med-High
Status: Log, in progress

( It was a day of Days... )

[ooc: Takes place later in the evening, after the ships have stopped attacking and Hulk has Smashed and whoever was going to get hurt by him has been hurt.]

COMMS POST:

I have the Hulk contained but I am unsure how long I can hold him. He is not turning back.

Does anyone have some coffee to spare?

[ Sharon Carter ]

Could you come home please, after your shift?

A few days ago, this mechanical thingamadoodad showed up, and it didn't occur to me that it might belong to somebody else, until I started noticing all these posts of people who had the same thing happen to them, looking for the rightful owners. I used my sonic screwdriver to figure out what the thing was - it's an update for a pretty technically advanced armored suit. The updates include new hardware components that work with something called Extremis, an update to a sophisticated AI unit that goes by the name of FRIDAY, and a new paint job. Pretty far out, considering that it was only made in the 21st century. Does this sound familiar to anybody? Come and collect it.

Also, the zappy zap man who arrived a couple days ago, calls himself the Master? He's an old acquaintance of mine. I'm taking care of him in my TARDIS, so hopefully he'll get better soon.

[Whovniverse Peeps - Except the Master]

The Master is being kept in the Zero Room. He's still unstably stable, but he is making a little progress.

I also used the TARDIS to scan Knowhere, I can't find Original Recipe. My guess is that he must've been taken back to our universe.

[The Master]

Wakey wakey. If I come in, you promise not to zap me? I have food.

[Parents of the Next Avengers]

Torunn got in touch and stayed in my spare room last night.

[Private to Clint, Bobbi, Steve, and both Nats]

Pretty sure you know by now that there's been a little hubbub over in the kids' camp. I don't know how much any of you were able to piece together, but Francis thinks he broke up his team. Kid's taking it hard. I can't imagine the others are doing any better.

So do we say something or let them work this out? Much as I want to Dad the heck out of this, they are adults.

[ Bruce Banner (MCU: AU ]

Bruce, think I could borrow a minute of your time?

James had to show me around the docks to find out exactly what was left behind for me.

It's fucking huge.

[CAP]

Steve.

[SHEPARD]

Think you and your friends can figure out how to make it fly?

To: Pepper Potts,
From:Steven G. Rogers, Cpt.

( A hand folded envelope, left with the word 'Pepper' outside. )

To: Tony Stark,
From:Steven G. Rogers, Cpt.

( A hand folded envelope, left with the word 'Tony' outside. )

I'm down at the docks looking at a bloody big metal box that's been sent my way. Sort of Space Age/retro, says "Stark Industries" on the red bits. There are a few other markings on it; if you can ID it, it's yours.

(OOC: Forward dated to after Steve's return from Earth, prior to gift arrivals)

[ Nat (616)]

Are you alright?

What happened?

Just a friendly notice that I expect reports from Earth as it was, okay. Grass green, skies blue, all that shit. And more people than I've ever seen probably

If you'll regale me with stories, I'll pay for the drinks.

[FRANCIS]

Come down from the roof.

[HULK shit BRUCE]

About those thingamajigalings you've been doing.

Could it tell me if I have some half-assed version of the serum running through my veins?

TORUNN

Meet me and Francis on his roof?

[ Natalia Romanova (616) ]

Still looking to have that talk Nat?

This place has a serious gambling problem, but the stuff they gamble on is.... strange, and that's coming from me. I'm not about betting on Orloni races or fights or whatever brutish shit they do. How about we put together a proper poker night for us? Once a week, setting to be determined. I'll get cigars and booze from Earth and we'll do it properly with real money, not those little rat things. What does everyone say?

Does space head do coffee.

Say yes.

[STEVE]

How does one [...] dad?

[KID BARTON HAWKEYE KID BLONDIE MINI-BOBBI FRANCIS]

You wanna grab some food? My treat.

[ Natasha Romanoff (MCU) ]

Hello Natasha, think I could bend your ear for a minute?

[ Sharon Carter (AU) ]

Sharon, do you have some time to answer some questions?

[ Bucky (AU) ]

How're you settling in?

My usual sparring partner's fucked off to Earth, so I'm quietly just going to - attempt to both flail and stew over a drink. And just a fair warning, I'm very selective about potential drinking partners.


[TORUNN]

Did you really just fucking ask if his arm was detachable?

[FRANCIS]

Drink with me.