Knowhere IC

After working and toiling, eating pizza and delivering your mail, I think my dog's deserved a trip to Earth. So I'm going to take him out for walkies in New York City.

I'll take reasonable requests to bring back from the city. For weapons and ammo, you're on your own.

Holy Zardoz. No? Mos Eisley? Could be. A Boy and His Dog? -- Oooh no, no-no-no -- nobody wants that -- Cloud City without the clouds? Astro Boy? -- one of those should do -- totally better than the weird space head that pukes guns down on way too much mustache.

So the talking dog -- which we're going to get to in a minute, and then someone's going to tell me where we keep the space milk bones, because this guy is the best -- tells me this is home now? Not the worst one I've had lately, so bonus points for that. It's not even full of bugs. But, right! Big questions time!

One: How is your waffle situation?
Two: How's your hot dog situation?
Three: Has anybody seen another Spider person around here? Red and blue costume, British accent, very nice abs, kind of stuffy, likes to be in charge, likes tea, answers to Spider U.K? Beuller?
Four: Are there cupcakes?
Five: Where would one acquire an iPod? I've learned they're kind of essential when bouncing around the multiverse.
Six: Seriously, where do you guys keep the milkbones around here? Because this dog is awesome.

Also. Hey Knowhere -- that's what this place is called right? -- Spider-Woman -- or Girl if there's other spider's in the house -- we don't step on toes around here -- in the house. Space Head? Space head. Earth-Nine-Eight-Two representing.

Seriously. Thanks for whoever's in charge of shuttle dispatches. That was one of like, the best Taxi rides ever. Showing up in a bad neighborhood full of space rats, No traffic, and no stinky backseat? No annoying music or gum stuck to everything even? Queens could stand to take notes.

Starlin's has been busy, must mean the bullshit is at peak here again.

And once again we see me glad it's skipping me, whatever the hell it is this time, and that I didn't have to wake up next to a stranger.

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?

Thanks to a lot of help, we've made good progress on cleaning up the marketplace. If anyone else is looking for something to do right now, there are areas near housing and particularly the miners' barracks that could use some hands.

[Parents of the Next Avengers]

I set the three of them helping out to keep their minds distracted today, so you don't have to worry about them.

[Sharon Carter (AU)]

Once we get them back, I need a few minutes with our idiot after you're done with him. You holding up?

Now that the battle has concluded, I would like to take time to praise those of you who aided in the defense of this station. I will see your fallen given proper honors and praise their names. May it serve as comfort during this time and I will lend both my sword and shield to the return of your taken comrades if you should find yourself in need.

Until such time I welcome you all to join me, Lady Sif of Asgard, at this Starlins -- as I understand this is your feasting hall of sorts? -- where will will toast to your fallen, to the honor and valor which you all fought.

Certainly all are welcome as none who fight shall ever be turned away from a revelry after, but I should particularly like to invite those of you wielding the strange blades of colored light, the red haired woman with the long jacket, the woman with the strange armor who was throwing magics through the air and her companions.

And the one known as Torunn. Your presence is expressly requested.

[Filtered to Francis Barton, Torunn, and J and James Rogers]

Are you all okay?

If you are and you're willing, I know there's some people in the marketplace who could use some help with cleanup after that fight.

This is almost starting to be fun. About fucking time.

I'll be out.

[Open Comms]

Well, at least this time I don't have to worry about my favorite Greek joint being turned to rubble by giant invaders from space...

Open Communication: Sent to all comms

Attention all comms. We have a Code Green. Repeat, we have a Code Green.

A couple seconds later. Her voice is dry and sarcastic.

That means the Hulk has come out to play.

After a brief pause.

If you don't know what a Hulk is, steer clear. I am not joking around. Stay away from the big green guy.

But it looks like he's on our side... for now.

(OOC: Let's assume this is later in the day well into the fighting)

Open Communication: Sent to all comms

TONY!!! NOOOO!!!

30 seconds later, Pepper's voice is shaky and panicked.

This is Rescue calling for medical assistance on top of The Nebulous Wrench. The Iron Man suit was shorted out somehow and Tony fell out of the sky. He's been impaled on... on god, I don't know what. I'm afraid to move him. If this thing is removed he'll bleed out. Send immediate evac.

I'm starting to get the impression this Universe is a big fan of Harry S. Miller.

[ Sharon { 616 AU } Natalia { 616 and MCU } Bucky { 616!AU }

Got a mission if you think you might be interested and have the time.

In an effort to pass time and keep more of you alivekeep my own skills sharp. I would like to offer my services, when I am not assisting the Guardians, at The Palace. To those of you seeking instruction, approach me directly and we will see what we might do to increase your own skill.

[ Torunn Thorsdottir ]

I would, in particular, be interested in testing you, provided you are willing.

Does anyone have some coffee to spare?

[Parents of the Next Avengers]

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

(OOC: Forward/backdate this to after Jason's return from Earth. I meant to get this up sooner, but today just kind of exploded.)

[ Avengers at Large (616, AU, MCU) and the Guardians of the Galaxy ]


(Since it was pointed out that there's obviously some confusion here as to who Steve would consider an Avenger, here's a list to clarify who's under the filter:

MCU: All
Comics: All except: Jean Grey, Else Bloodstone, Cosmo)
AU: All)

I've received a package at the Docks, upon asking Doctor Banner to take a look at it, and him coming up largely with no idea, I'd appreciate some sets of eyes on this thing. Since we're seeing all manner of things show up, from a variety of different dimensions, and a lot of them seem to have specific ties to things, I thought this was the most efficient way we could get some answers as to what it is. I'll be at the docks for the next few hours, and would appreciate as many of you as you can coming to take a look and helping me figure it out.

Thank you.

(OOC: The package is The Cradle from Age of Ultron and, once this is figured out, Steve's just gonna get all stern lipped about it, thank everyone, and then casually just stare at it. He's gonna destroy it, and another one will be arriving in its place. Steve will not be happy.)

[ Delivered to Tony Stark ]

[ Gift wrapped for Tony is this present with a simple card that reads: 'Happy Birthday, Your friend, Steve'. ]

[ Jean Grey (616 ]

Hello Jean.

Hey, so, I gotta make a run to Earth for dog ... well, everything. Or Ace is going to turn my laundry into his very own army of playthings. Last thing I need is him carrying my unmentionables all over the apartment. So does anyone need anything? I'm not staying overnight, but I can grab a few things. Not sure when I'm going, yet. Have to put in for a passport. But definitely as soon as possible.

[Filtered to Torunn]

When you see this, if you want it, I have a second room available, even if just for the night. #328 in the 2 bedroom building. I'll leave the window open.

[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.

I moved back to the barracks. Don't look for me in the apartment, okay?

[NEXT AVENGERS]

Should have done this ages ago I handed the keys over to Cosmo, you might want to do the same.