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[img]https://i.imgur.com/GjazZAE.png[/img][hr][@BlueSky44][@Kirah][@Nallore][@Natsu][hr][hr][h3][color=84B4E2][b]EARTH 257 - 7:20 AM Nov. 14th, 2021 - the Iron[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][color=84B4E2][b][i]Stolen Ship[/i][/b][/color]

	[color=FFB795]"I mean, yeah fires are generally a no-no inside a ship like this, buuut I think I'll make an exception for stopping us from all being turned into the Borg, as that would ruin the vibes,"[/color] Amelia said. She liked having free will and autonomy. She didn't know how this sort of thing spread - if it was just limited to computer people and things - but she didn't wanna risk it. The thought that her will and thoughts would be taken away from her was just too much. Every fiber of her being wanted to be free at all times, to soar higher and higher.

	"I don't think it can spread through anything beyond, like, signals - so if none of you have a computer brain, then you should be fine," Darcy said, thought she seemed uncertain even as she said it.

	"Tell that to Candy Southern," Folly snorted darkly. "All she ever did was love a mutant, she didn't [i]have[/i] powers or anything, and it [i]took[/i] her."

	"I'm not the one who did this!" Darcy protested. "Don't shoot the messenger, geez..." She paused, before nodding hopefully at what Matt said. "I think so? Maybe. It probably depends on whether machines are considered alive."

	[color=f6989d]"We should still destroy it to be safe,"[/color] Bonnie argued. She couldn't afford to think of Celestine as a person right now - whatever the thing was, whatever the Phalanx was, it wasn't human. The talk of machine gods did intrigue her, mostly as Bonnie had realized she had been given the powers of an avatar of Athena, an ancient Greek god. They already knew that the Norse gods were real, but what else? It seemed like each day, more and more insane things were turning out to be true - the impossible was possible all along. If there were machine gods out there, what else was waiting around the corner that even human consciousness couldn't comprehend? 

	Thankfully, Flynn did just that and Bonnie relaxed slightly. If she was being honest, they didn't really have the time to worry about machine gods and everything going on in the Iron. This wasn't their world - these weren't their people. They needed to find a way to get back home, back to where they belonged. She hoped that everything here would just live on as a chilling nightmare, a cautionary tale as to what certain people they knew could be pushed to do if things went too far. And of course, their time here had illuminated who Raynor really was - that he couldn't be trusted - that he didn't deserve to be an agent of SHIELD. 

	[color=d86615]"Are you all done interrogating me?"[/color] Raynor asked, breaking the momentary silence. Flynn had asked what they were going to do with the rest of the time they were in flight - and it seemed like they still had a little ways to go. To be honest, he was hoping they'd touch down sooner rather than later. At least some Genoshan ex-pats probably wouldn't treat him like he was the devil. He hadn't missed the way Sparky had said that they weren't married, with what felt like venom in her words - but it was good. The further away from him she was here, the better... 

	[color=d86615]"Who exactly are we meeting, Folly?"[/color] Raynor then asked. Most of the people he had known and worked with back in the day were a little older now, so it was entirely possible that he didn't know their contacts. 

	"They're old friends of yours, Ragnarok... Destiny and Mystique," Folly answered.