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WHERE ANGELS FEAR TO TREAD - Mod Plot [Mission Log Post]
Who| Everyone!
What| Fighting all the threats that Galactus' presence has caused
Where| Mostly on and around Braal, except for Spectre team who will be on Earth
When| After Galactus' appearance and after Nova was put in Medbay
Warnings/Notes| N/A for now
There were a lot of fires for the Legion to put out all at once. While the Legionnaires native to the universe constructed the sun cannon near Braal's sun and prepared to fend off an attack from Galactus, the other teams had to get into place in the many places they were needed.
So far Galactus' siphons hadn't been sunk into the planet yet but it was only a matter of time.
What| Fighting all the threats that Galactus' presence has caused
Where| Mostly on and around Braal, except for Spectre team who will be on Earth
When| After Galactus' appearance and after Nova was put in Medbay
Warnings/Notes| N/A for now
There were a lot of fires for the Legion to put out all at once. While the Legionnaires native to the universe constructed the sun cannon near Braal's sun and prepared to fend off an attack from Galactus, the other teams had to get into place in the many places they were needed.
So far Galactus' siphons hadn't been sunk into the planet yet but it was only a matter of time.
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"Quickly. You're going to have to lead the way quickly. This is the opposite. Of. Easy."
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And he didn't say anything more after that, his attention fully on the task in front of him. His omnicom was in one hand, but he didn't even look down at it, the flow of information coming to him through his powers being more than adequate to keep him oriented and let him focus his attention on the path between the ships.
It was clear enough from the way he guided them that Donatello knew something about sneaking and covering ground; his path was tight, efficient, and carefully chosen, but he still kept them moving fast.
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Now, they just had to get inside -- without alerting anyone inside to the intrusion.
ooc: Allen said to skip Judy until they're on board
"Reptiles first," he said with a grin. "We insist."
There was something about this that he was possibly enjoying just a little too much. Sneaking into places he wasn't supposed to be in, to do things that were probably technically illegal, but needed to be done for good reasons?
Nick was the type to enjoy the simple things in life.
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Donnie slipped forward, reaching out to rest his palm against the hull. It was easier to this kind of thing from the actual controls, but the bay doors were connected enough for him to manipulate from here, as long as he had a few seconds to focus on it. He just had to find the right place mentally, and -
The doors began sliding open, on cue.
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Which meant they either needed to find some other way in, or get inside, re-pressurize the chamber and sweet-talk their way through the inner doors before some eager-to-hit-something sentients showed up to find out who'd opened the doors without permission.
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Donnie had to get them through the inner door quick.
"And I'm losing the one outside," Nick said, wincing.
Instead of it just fading, he tried to focus and make it shrink and change form, making it still look intimidating even as he made it smaller and easier to manage. He hoped that it was coming off the way he needed it to. Without direct line of sight, he could't be sure.
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Donnie slipped straight through the doors the moment they were open wide enough to let him in. Closing the outer doors after them was simple enough, as was getting the inner one open - the sticking point was going to be how long the systems needed to re-pressurize and allow the inner door to open. He could've forced it, but just because they were equipped for vacuum didn't mean anyone on the ship was, and the idea was to do this without a body count.
He initiated re-pressurization the second everyone was in and the door was closed; there wasn't a lot he could do from within the system to nudge it along faster, but he tried.
"Once I can get to an internal console, I can slip something in the system logs to make it look like a false positive on the alarms, but security isn't wired through here. We'll have to be inside first."
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"Let's hope they aren't smart enough to doublecheck, then."
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Running. Now was time for running. He could toss up some invisibility, or make them look like crew members, but it was better if they were out of the hallway and somewhere else, somewhere where Donnie could do the whole false positive thing.
And sabotage the ship in general.
The second they were through the hallway hatch and further inside the ship -- where they could start looking for a good console to work with -- their appearance shimmered and changed.
They were all a different species now, ones that were native to the universe. Judy looked like an Orandan, a tiny raccoon-like mammal that lived side by side with a snake-like overclass on their native planet. Nick's sunglasses had gone away and he was a Stenosian, a relatively short, pink-furred alien with big, blue eyes. Just to break up the fluffy theme a bit, Donnie was a humanoid, green-skinned Coluan. All three of them were wearing the same technician uniforms as every other technician on the ship -- accurate down to the pips on the collars and the ranking stripes. (Nick'd done his research).
In his "hand," Nick held a giant toolkit that wasn't actually there. (Technicians had tools, right?)
The alarms were blaring.
"Gee, do you think maybe we're supposed to do something about that?" he asked Donnie, waving his free hand vaguely, his tone all faux earnestness. "Seeing as we're technicians and all? That seems like the kind of thing we're supposed to take care of. At the nearest console."
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"The new technician is sloppy in his calibrations, no matter how frequently I correct him, but this is a new level of carelessness. We'll get this locked down and deal with him afterwards."
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"Figures that it would happen ten minutes before break." she sighed, facepalming. "Half tempted to smack him for this."
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"Technicians!" barked the one in front, with the stripes on their sleeve to indicate that they were of higher rank than the rest. "Have you seen anyone suspicious pass by?"
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Or, you know, were actually making it seem that way themselves.
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It seemed like they might be home-free, but then the officer paused, nostril's flaring as she inhaled.
"Who do you answer to?"
Her tone was suspicious. The half dozen soldiers with her began to shift their weight and reach for their weapons.
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"You mean our commanding officer? It's Lieutenant Judy-Donnie-You-Wanna-Get-That?" Nick said, making the words all slur into each other like it was one very long name.
"Also? You might wanna look at that distraction behind you."
There was a horrible screeching roar and even despite Nick outright saying it was a distraction, the entire security team turned to face the illusion of a Talokian bugbeast that had suddenly appeared in the hallway behind them.
A nice little distraction so Donnie and Judy could get the jump on them.
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Before he'd even finished that strike, he was assessing the others, eyes flicking between them to choose his next target - whoever was closest to having a hand on their comm to call in the situation.
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"Why did we have to get smart guards?!" she complained.
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"Luck of the draw."
One of the guards went for him with a stun-weapon and --
-- and they hit the wall with it, because Nick wasn't actually there. There was a loud kzzzt as he stunned them with one of the stun weapons he'd picked up off of one the unconscious ones.
He appeared behind the guard and the illusion of him the guard had lunged for disappeared.
That was the last one down.
"We need to find somewhere to shove all these."
'All these.' Like they were clutter that needed to be crammed into a closet before company came over for dinner.
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But he was well used to taking weird paths through any location. They might be doing the frontal approach themselves, but if he were trying to break in here without being seen -
There was a panel above their heads. Duct access, probably. He pointed upward at it.
"If the ducts are wide enough, we could stick them up there."