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“There’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo, and it’s worth fighting for.” – Samwise Gamgee
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Your time is precious, so spend it wisely and with those who care for you.
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∠( ᐛ 」∠)_ "Well, hello there stranger."
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I hope your day is as nice as your butt. <3
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"I haven't lost an arm, brother. It's right over there." - Captain Alessio Cortez, Crimson Fists.
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(Blackbird of Chernobyl)


"Okay so conjuring is nice and all but real magic is cheating and takes the fun out of the trick." said Celestine with a shake of her head in disappointment. She reached out towards the deck of cards but was just a few inches away from being able to touch them. "Could of at least let me have the cards, but I guess I still pose a threat." The Blackbird of Chernobyl shrugged, at least Agent Woo had left to go talk to his superiors about letting them go, or at least he had said. She knew the longer that they sat here, the more chaos and destruction that Luminous and Doctor Doom would unleash upon this reality. Glancing at her coffee cup, she noticed that it's contents was now gone, so like the person she was, she reached for another untouched cup of coffee within range and began to drink from it, keeping her eyes on the door that woo had just exited from.

Thankfully, the coffee was still quite hot, "Well at least we have that going for us." said Celestine under her breath as she glanced back to the rest of her team before speaking. "Someone that is a speeder and someone that is part scientist and part wizard, great description there. I wonder though, do they have any other information about our high value targets? I mean, with all of this technology around us, they should have been able to track them outside of the country. Maybe that is just wishful thanking, we shall see though." Celestine felt her shoulder raise slightly but stopped herself from shrugging, "Let's just hope they let us out of here and give us the information we need." If they were lucky and the cards fell in their order, perhaps they could even get help with their mission, or more.


The suggestion that Spartan Aviza had made about using the M379 charge against the massive Tengmaa bulb apparently went unnoticed among the squad, since there was no comment made about it in the slightest. The charge would have been quite dangerous to use but even more so effective against the hostile force that was trying to turn them into it's next source of nutrients. Instead, they focused upon cutting down vines that got to close to them and attempting to do any sort of damage. Thankfully, Aviza had decided to stay back from the edge of the pit that lead to the heart of the carnivorous plant, using her SRS99-S7 AM Sniper Rifle to fire upon the vines in the distance. If they managed to get close enough, she would then switch to either her underslung shotgun upon her MA5B Assault Rifle or Energy Sword to cut through them.

A few of the vines had managed to end up getting a bit to close for comfort, drawing her attention away from what was happening at the pit to make sure she did not end up with a barb somewhere soft on her armor. The sound of her underslung shotgun firing off flechette shells echoed through the chamber as they tore through the vines with great ease. What did bring her concentration back to the center of the chamber was hearing from Vael that Tar had been caught by a few of the vines. Aviza swiftly moved to the edge of the pit, but kept herself at a safe enough distance to not be grabbed and dragged in afterwards. Without saying a word, Aviza took a half knee stance and aimed the cross hair of her SRS99-S7 AM Sniper Rifle at the vines below, firing off a few rounds that would hopefully do massive damage to the vines. The thought of tossing Tar her Energy Sword came to mind but that might end horribly, instead she kept aim, firing at what she could.

This continued untill Grikgar fired off a few rounds from his Fuel Rod cannon at the Tengmaa bulb, giving them their chance to put it down for good. The intense heat from the explosions going off caused Aviza to shield her eyes for a few second, moving backwards in case Grik fired again. Lowering her arm to look at what remained, she noticed that they now had the chance to do some damage. Instead of firing immediately, Aviza took her M379 charge and tossed it down into the pit where it landed safely. It would not go off untill she detonated it, and she was going to make damn sure everyone was outside of the cave before she did so. For now, she returned to firing off high caliber explosive rounds at the massive Tengmaa bulb. As she did so, she checked her teams coms and spoke, "Does anyone need any medical attention? I can tend to injuries immediately." Aviza would then reach out to Shih, "Two things, I would like full medical diagnostics on the team and then I would like an update on the storm outside please and thank you."

(Blackbird of Chernobyl)


Things were dragging on with the so called interrogation, and her attempt to be honest with Agent Woo was apparently wasted upon a close minded man, a fool. Celestine let out a heavy sigh, running her left hand through her short black hair, it was going to be a long day, apparently. The others around her apparently were not getting anywhere with the man either, which did not help their case in the slightest. "Should have stayed in bed and not signed on for this mission." thought Celestine with a slight smirk spread across her face, it would have made things much easier in truth. Once more, her eyes scanned the room around her with more curiosity than concern this time around, taking in every detail. They ended up focusing upon the door once more, freedom was so close, if only the collars and handcuffs were not there.

"I answered your questions honestly, now I do believe that a few questions of our own should be answered." said Celestine, not waiting for a reply she kept going. "I asked you about Sparky's condition and did not get a reply, how is she? Is she still alive? Secondly, How did this universes Cass regrow her arm after having it cut clean off? Nanotech or something along the lines? Thirdly, Where even are we? Under water? In space? Below ground? something else?" Celestine leaned back in her chair as much as she could, holding eye contact with Agent Woo. "Also if you give me a deck of cards I will show you a real magic trick, not like what you did by keeping your card behind your hand then flexing your fingers to make it appear as if it came out of nowhere."
"You should also save your concerns Armsmen, as pointless as that may be for me to say. I could turn my weapon upon my head and pull the trigger and your concerns would still stand, even after I was dead. In fact, I am sure you would enjoy that, it would make you more than happy to see me paint the wall behind us. Thankfully for the both of us, that will not be happening. Now if you wish to really get into politics I can. I also know of the Imperiums treachery and deceit, not only that but also the merciless onslaught of anything that may or may not stand in your way, even your own people, their lives being meaningless." Maya took a sip from her water and decided to keep her mouth shut now that the waitress was in ear shot of their conversation and that Andromedai was giving her a look to hold her tongue. "As for something to eat and drink, I would like the sage fried chicken and waffles please, with a side of mint julep iced tea." responded Maya to the posed question before leaning back in her seat and attempting to relax.

"Be weary of your words Maya, they are heretical, I need not remind you of your current surroundings and company." said Celestian Andromedai with a tone of voice that held hostility behind it. "Armsmen Stukov, I expect you to behave and follow my orders even with Maya here. Now for food, I would like the Beef Stroganov, that is all." finished the Sister of Battle who gave a nod to the waitress, the woman attempting to tune out and forget the conversation she had just heard. She would quickly nod her head in acknowledgement to the other members orders, writing them down on some sort of data-pad before speaking, "I have all your orders, they will be pushed to the front of the line and made as soon as I arrive to the kitchen." The woman would bow then quickly make her way to said kitchen, swerving in between other people as she did.

"I can handle my alcohol, are you challenging me to a drinking contest Miss Adrianne?" A sly smirk spread across Maya's face, though Andromedai did not seem to happy with the idea. "While I agree with the idea of friendly competition, I do not think that is the best idea at the moment, we have other important tasks to take care of after this and I rather not have anyone, intoxicated." The thought of members of her team getting drunk caused Andromedai's left eye to twitch slightly, that would not only make them look horribly bad, but could also be quite dangerous. "Also I can tell what you are trying to do here Adrianne, I am not that easy." commented Maya, "I have never seen a holiday of the Imperium, so this should be interesting, maybe even fun, we shall see."

As soon as Maya had finished speaking, the food was delivered by the same waitress who had taken their orders, somehow managing to carry all the food and drinks at once. "My appologies Psyker Adrianne, we ran out of gene potatoes, we had to use real farm grown ones for your meal. If there is anything else you all will need, please let me know. If you change your mind on food Armsmen, I would be happy to take your order." said the waitress, Celestine glanced over at Stukov then turned her head back to the waitress with a raised finger. "Bring him the Viper Ale Chili, with corn bread, thank you." quickly added Andromedai. The waitress nodded her head and swiftly left to have the food made.

"After this, the celebrations for the Sanguanalla Celebration should be in full swing, we will walk the streets and take part in what we can before heading to a specialty store and picking up supplies, then heading back to the safe house for rest. That is a rough idea for the evening, we shall see what happens." As soon as Andromedai had finished her sentence, the waitress returned with the Viper Ale Chili and cornbread before placing it down before Stukov. Little blue flames licked the surface of the chili then died down, added for presentation. "At least try the chili Stukov, it is going to be a long night, and you will thank me later for having something to eat before our adventure begins."

Bonus mission unlocked: Get the abstinent armsman and Eldar Farseer drunk !


This seems like a wonderful terrible idea. D:

(Blackbird of Chernobyl)


Celestine let out a heavy sigh and shook her head back and forth a few times in disappointment. This type of outcome was expected, but how dense the man was and how he assumed they had kidnapped someone on top of everything, made it worse. She was unsure of what she could say at this point, so just let the others around her speak their parts for the moment being. In the meantime, she evaluated the room they were inside of, and the thought of using her Technopath abilities came to mind, perhaps a distraction of some sort? The table they were chained to would be a good start, or maybe a camera would shut off or glitch? A smile formed upon Celestine's face as she thought of ways to cause trouble, but she knew doing so would most likely only make things worse for all of them.

With her right hand, she spun the contents of her coffee, looking into the dark liquid as it moved around in a counter clockwise pattern. The currents reminded her of when they first arrived at The Raft, though those waters were much more chaotic and move without what was meaning, or at least appeared to be meaning. Celestine's sapphire blue eyes scanned the room once more, drifting from each member of her team, to the SHIELD agent, to the door where freedom awaited her, or perhaps something else. Only time would tell what would happen next, and she hoped the others were doing better than they were, perhaps they were even making progress with getting them all freed. She shrugged her shoulders lightly then returned her focus to the man who decided their fate, or at least pretended to.

(Blackbird of Chernobyl)


Having laid her head down upon the high-tech table in front of her, Celestine had been listening to what the others were saying and was about to fall asleep again when the door to the interrogation room opened. Through the doorway came a individual who did not look to be like the normal interrogator that she would have assumed to show in his place. In one of his hands he held a tray of coffee, and from the smell coming from them, it appeared the coffee was fresh. Both of these things were of course enough to pull Celestine away from her nap and to refocus on where she was and what was currently happening around her. As soon as he had introduced himself as Agent Jimmy Woo, and flashed a badge apparently out of nowhere, a smile crept across The Blackbird of Chernobyl's face, she had seen that trick before, and in fact knew how to perform it. The question was then posed, who would speak up first? Celestine responded to that question quickly, "Actually I would like to." she said, taking a coffee from the table with a nod of her head, "Thanks for the coffees by the way."

There was a momentary pause while Celestine collected her thoughts, "Well first off I would like to say that I usually enjoy my coffee with a little bit of creamer, or perhaps a mocha or even pumpkin spice late, I do enjoy a black cup of straight coffee every once in a while." She would pull her mask up just enough to take a few sips of the content before setting it back down the table in front of her. "All joking aside, I am sure you have heard some pretty insane stories that turned out to be true over your time working for SHIELD, right? From aliens, to other strange occurrences, this is all pretty much every day, nothing out of the ordinary. Well this is one of those stories, and I hope you will keep an open mind."

"Back where we are originally from, we were deployed from SHIELD to investigate a super maximum security prison that is mostly underwater known as The Raft. It has sustained critical damage and quite a few high profile prisoners had escaped, and our mission was to find out how this had happened, who had escaped, and what could be done. We came to discover that Dr. Doom and Luminous had most likely both escaped through some sort of portal anomaly that now awaited us. One of our team members reached out to it and we all ended up transported here, wherever here is still remains a mystery to most of us. I have seen advanced technology before but this Times Square is quite a bit different than the one I am used to, did not see five Starbucks on one block either, very strange."

"It was decided that we had to get somewhere and find out where we actually were, it was voted upon that the best way to do that was to take the subway system somewhere, lay low and gather information on what just happened. Though as you and I both know, we did not make it that far. On the subway train, the car was decupled and then our new friends showed up. Sparky ended up taking a wound to the chest, a few others got injured, Cass number two got her arm cut off then it regrew, then we were drugged and ended up here wherever here actually is, once more. Quite a day in all honestly."
Celestine took another sip of her coffee and continued, "Is our injured friend stable? That is my biggest concern at the moment."

(Blackbird of Chernobyl)


As soon as Celestine had felt to dart make contact with her neck, she struggled against the effects of whatever mix of drugs it contained. Her vision formed a gray tunnel, but she quickly fought herself out of it before the tunnel returned, this time, a black abyss that overtook her no matter how had she had attempted to stay conscious. An attempt was made, but in the end, these Iron Legion had defeated them. This was the last thought Celestine had before collapsing upon the ground.

When her eyes opened next, the world spun around her, blurs of color, and a painful headache of which she had not felt in many years assaulted her mercilessly. The confusion and disorientation from whatever she had been drugged with was beginning to wear off, leaving her to find that she was handcuffed to some sort of technological table she had never seen before. Once she had fully regained her faculties, she noticed that she had been changed into a prisoner jumpsuit, and some sort of collar around her neck, none of this bode well for her. For some reason, the first concern she had was her face mask, by some miracle or mercy, it still remained, only her bright sapphire blue eyes showing from it. That alone, was enough to cause a sly smile to spread across her face. The Blackbird of Chernobyl noticed that Oliver, Niah, Bonnie were also in the same room as her, dressed in the same prisoner jumpsuit, with the same collar around their neck. The thought of using her Technopath ability crossed her mind, but if the collars were explosive, that would end extremely poorly for all of them, so for now she merely listened to what the others were saying around her.

Suddenly, she was hit by a wave of nostalgia, one she could not fully explain, but then memories flooded her mind like a violent flood through a broken floodgate. The room around her became a prison, yes, but one used for training, she remembered herself being mercilessly interrogated by her own people as part of her training as an infiltrator, an assassin. "Говорить! Кто вас послал!? (Speak! Who sent you?!)" The large burly man who wore a full suit of black spec-ops Spetsnaz armor yelled at Celestine before hitting her with a metal, electrified baton which caused her vision to fade to black and white from the pain. "Я работаю для твоей мамы. (I work for your mother.)" said Celestine before she was hit once again with the baton.

Her memories moved forward, and she found herself running down a brightly lit hallway towards a man in heavy armor, dressed like a Shield operative. He had turned to fire upon her with a high caliber rifle, but Celestine quickly disarmed the man by breaking his left arm, then used that left arm to heave him over her left shoulder and swing the man onto the ground where she quickly brought her left knee to the mans neck, while grabbing onto his rifle and arming herself all at the same time. This would have broken the neck and killed him on the spot, but a bell rang, and a voice came over the speakers around her. "Eight seconds, run it again till we reach five!" The drill would resume, again and again, different ways of taking out the guard experimented with.

Her memories once more moved forward in time, finding herself standing in a dark and ominous room where three figures sat behind a black desk, their faces obscured from sight. "Agent Celestine, you had struck fear across many fields of battle and have become our most valuable agent, you have even become known as The Blackbird of Chernobyl, for this we entrust upon you a mission of the utmost importance. You will infiltrate the Iron Legion's intelligence and paramilitary operation, SWORD under a false identity. Gather as much information as you can, sew havoc across their ranks, and report back to us for debriefing. We are putting our trust into you Celestine, do not fail us."

As soon as the flood of memories had ceased, she narrowed her eyes slightly but kept her mouth shut for the moment, saying anything about this could result in her getting killed, or much worse. Would her friends even believe her if she said something to them about it? Celestine was in all truth, unsure. Instead, she commented to those around her, "Might I say, I appreciate how calm all of you are currently. Our best option at the moment is to play along and do as they say, these collars could be explosive but I am betting on them being electrical to shock us into shape if we misbehave. So for all of our sanities, please behave." Celestine's voice seemed a bit different from normal, her accent was heavier, and carried more weight.

(Blackbird of Chernobyl)


"I am unsure if this version of Cass still trusts me or not, but I would honestly be surprised if she does after all that has happened here." said Celestine into her teams coms as she observed the woman reform her arm as if this type of thing was common. "Does that hurt? Wish I had that kind of technology." she thought to herself. Celestine carefully walked over to Sparky and took a knee, looking over her then back up to Niah, "What is this supposed to do exactly? Wait neverminded, as long as it helps her I do not care." commented Celestine before she turned to their new friends, "What is your next move, Team lead? would you also mind lowers those weapons, everyone has surrendered and I see no need to keep them posed as such." She tilted her head slightly, moving herself in between this worlds Cass and Sparky.

The Blackbird of Chernobyl would take a knee once more alongside Sparky, occasionally glancing up to Niah with a look of curiosity and concern before turning her attention back to the individual who had taken a stay bullet. "We need to watch our fire in the future, friendly fire incidents such as this should not happen, ever." said Celestine into her teams coms. The thought of what type of caliber it would take it break through the heavy armored suits that the others wore crossed her mind. It would most likely take something higher than a 5.56 Caliber, and she hoped that her 308 Blackout rounds could do so if she ever needed to fight back against them. They had always done to job in the past, but this was a much different scenario than what she was used to. "Armor piercing explosive rounds, I will need to pick some of those up, and a shield, and a proper melee weapon, perhaps some grenades?" though Celestine to herself as she waited for what would happen next.


(Blackbird of Chernobyl)


"No, do not close your eyes, stay with us alright? Focus on me and we will get through this together." said Celestine in a calm and collected voice before responding to Matt's question about taking control of the suits of armor. "Have not tried yet, I need to focus on stabilizing Sparky, then I will. However, I do need your assistance in keeping her awake and what I am about to do next, I will guide you if need be." Reaching for the blood draw bag with her left hand, she grasped onto it swiftly and opened the package that contained the needle and tubing. Pulling back the sleeve that covered her left arm, she was about to attempt to find a suitable vein when she noticed movement out the corner of her right eye. Her head snapped to the right just in time to see one of the Iron Legion reach out. With no time to react, she was picked up and tossed like a children's toy across the train car, hitting the back door and falling to the cold steel floor below. The world spun around her and she struggled to regain herself, but managed to get onto her feet. The thought of reaching for her heavily modified FN SCAR came to mind, but her better judgement and the thought of merely having the rounds bounce off the armor crossed her mind.

"Matt, I am quite disoriented at the moment, not sure how long this is going to take to ware off but you need to help Sparky regardless. You need to keep her from bleeding out, see what you can do while I attempt to deal with these Iron Legion." Reaching out with her Technopath ability, she attempted to lock up the nearest Iron Legion, but it seemed to have a little effect before it returned to normal. "An attempt was made with little effect, I may try again later but we do need to leave, I just wish we could stabilize Sparky before doing so." said Celestine into her teams coms before coming up with an idea. "Are we really attacking medics who are tending to injured individuals? Are we not better than that? Even more so when it is a friendly force, so much for the days of Chivalry. You are team lead Cass, are you willingly going to allow such a thing?" said Celestine into open coms so this worlds Cass would hear her.

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