It took almost an hour for SHIELD to recover the teams escape pods from Manhattan Bay. Cap Junior and his men were already out of sight by the time the team arrived back at SHIELD. As usual Nick Fury was barking orders while operatives ran about eager to follow them. A large display screen showed the asteroid and a myriad of tiny explosions appeared on the surface.
The squirrely looking lawyer from earlier sat in a corner with an olive drab blanket wrapped around his shoulders. He was wet from head to toe and trying to organize the soggy remains of his briefcase.
Maribel was nauseous again from traveling in the pods. She hadn't eaten anything all day so she wasn't able to vomit. The poor French girl was exhausted. 'Can we get something to eat on the way back?' she signed to anyone who was looking.
"The bad guy is gone and the asteroid is destroyed,"
Waya said butting in as Fury made his orders. "What more could you possibly want from us?"
"You may have to wait till we get back to the school."
Phinagin said in response to Maribel's plea for food. "I promise I will order us all pizzas when we get back."
Maribel lifted her chin to Phinagin and gave him a pouty look, 'I'm still mad at you.' Her stomach growled a bit at the mention of food.
Phinagin smiled and patted her on the back. "Well, about I get you some French cuisine cooked and prepared straight from the source?"
God that sounded amazing! But
Maribel couldn't let him off that easy, 'You can't buy your way out of it.' She suddenly felt another painful surge in her throat. Turning away, Maribel coughed into her sleeve.
Eliza laid a gentle hand on Maribelle's knee to get her attention for what she was going to do next. Eliza stood up, walked over to the corner occupied by a very wet man and leaned over towards the lawyer from earlier, giving a smile that was definatley not of kind origin and questionably sane. "Where's the mess in this place? We haven't had any food today, we've just come out of orbit for the second time and you're about to screw us over with the paper work you forced us to sign. No need to deny it, it's how my life is going at this very moment. So. Where is the food."
"You do good work." Fury told Waya. "You think you can write a report without giving me any lip?"
"Probably not."
Waya told him, crossing her arms "We're leaving." She turned and stepped between Rhydian and Junior, who's been flanking her. "Liz, we're leaving." She said going by Phinagin and Maribel. She placed her hand on Maribelle's shoulder and signed that they where headed back home.
The Lawyer jumped when Eliza spoke to him and dropped a few of his soggy papers to the floor. "T-t-the d-document you signed i-is legally b-b-binding." he stammered, obviously cold.
"Come on."
Phinagin said, putting his arm around her shoulders. "We will definitely get you some food somewhere."
"Sir, I have recently relived a nightmare which caused two of my friends to die, seen the only chance to see my parents again disappear into a hole and have a friend betray me. I don't care if those documents are binding or not. To be honest I doubt Nick will find much use in me once my break down is complete. All I want to know is... where is the food."
Eliza's words were sweet, complacent, quiet... and deadly. She was teetering over the brink, she could not take much more of this today.
Rhydian was silent, finding it hard to see himself standing beside Waya again. He was glad at least someone wasn't plotting his death at the moment.
"Liz, forget him, let's go."
Waya told her. She could care less what he considered binding documents. She was only waiting for Liz to join the circle so they could teleport back home.
"We feel fit to cook something homemade anyway."
the twins said, gathering near Waya. They were tired, but probably had more strength then some of the other team members. "You doin' alright?" a twin asked, patting Jr on the back.
Junior winced when the twins patted him on the back. He was basically whole but still tender from being nearly crushed in Rhydian's trap. "Ahh!" He hissed and rolled his shoulder, working out the sting.
"Oh sweetie..."
the twins cooed, going on both sides of him. "Want us to carry you?" one offered.
The other one chimed in, "How about a firm massage to get the kinks out later?"
Eliza pointed two fingers towards her own eyes, then turned the hand and pointed them straight at lawyer, international sign for "I'm watching you". She huffed and stormed back to her friends... She was too young for this.
I lost my post.
Blah blah blah teleport back to the school
Stumble!