On to Madripoor

[shield_topdog]

Nick sent out the orders. Meet on the flight deck at 0400.

The people who received the orders were Stack, Black, Discord and Logan.

He would be going with Black, Stack and Discord. Logan was his backup and his secret weapon.

He knew Viper was involved and there wasn't anyone better than Logan to bring along.

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[toxicrevenge]

Four o'clock, in Carmilla's mind was way, way too early to be up and doing much of anything. Regardless, she showed up in uniform wishing she wasn't immune to the effects of caffeine. Because she could've used a cup or ten of coffee.

"Am I late?" she yawned, she had spent almost all of last night before the orders had come in showing idiots that a girl could kick just as much ass (if not more) at Halo than a guy.

Schooling morons was hard work.

[discordant_boy]

Eris followed her into the room, still glaring daggers at her. He'd still been cleaning the apartment every day, and she kept messing it up. The discarded wrappers and other items she'd left from her binges last night during gaming had filled up two trash bags after he'd unearthed them all from under the couch and in its cushions.

"Reporting for duty, sir."

[shield_topdog]

"Get yer asses on the transport," Nick grumbled around the cigar in his mouth. Two more and then they could take off.

[toxicrevenge]

"Ass is getting," Carmilla yawned. Oh, this was going to be a ray of sunshine. She could tell.

"Scorpion requesting permission to sleep through briefing on account of the fact you only called us like fifteen minutes ago... Sir."

[shield_topdog]

"I'll brief ya on the way. Just get in the damn transport." Nick didn't want to be up this early either. Then again, the man hardly slept.

[ihatefleshyones]

You can never really appreciate how much the helicarrier sways back and forth in mid air unless you're fallen down drunk, which Aaron practically was.

So a little past 0400, Aaron shambled his way to the hanger deck, a bottle in each hand.

"Fleshy Stack reproting for duty, sexy roboty one," he slurred out, then paused. Something in that last sentence didn't sound right.

What did Fury expect? His drinking binges didn't end until he passed out, which happened at around 0530. He's got more booze to down.

[toxicrevenge]

Carmilla was laughing at that as she headed towards the transport, "He's either too drunk, or not drunk enough but we should keep him like that."

[canadianwildboy]

With the novelty of actually being asked to join one of Fury's pet missions instead of dragged off the street and coerced into pulling some job, Logan was intrigued enough to let himself be picked up and taken to the helicarrier long before the reporting time. He managed to have coffee with the flight crew while waiting so he was a lot more awake at this hour than usual.

Fury always did let him in on the best violence.

"Lettin' people drink on active duty?" he mocked when he arrived at the transport. Didn't pay to be the first one at the door. He liked to see what Fury was calling agents these days.

[shield_topdog]

"Don't you start," Nick grumbled. "These yahoos give me enough damn problems."

[canadianwildboy]

"Yer gettin' soft, Nicholas. Time was you'd be hangin' them over the side for breathin' wrong. Or mebbe the world's gettin' soft. Where we headed?"

[shield_topdog]

"Madripoor. Viper has Dawn."

[canadianwildboy]

Logan muttered a low curse, done giving Fury a hard time about anything. Ex-wives were bad, and his was psychotic. He usually had an unfinished feeling when something brought her to mind, like he should've rammed his claws a little higher and to the left when he persuaded her to give him a divorce.

Times like this made him think he should correct that error as his first opportunity. "Let's go get her."

[shield_topdog]

"Get yer ass on board then," Nick said and walked up the ramp and into the transport.

[discordant_boy]

Discord was in the pilot seat again, going through the pre-flight checks. He looked over his shoulder back to Fury. "We're all set for takeoff, sir." He also gave Wolverine a concerned glance. Something deep inside him adamantly told him this man was not safe to be around.

[toxicrevenge]

Carmilla was mostly asleep after she buckled in. Hey, it was God-Knows-When in the morning and she had spent all night doing horrible things to people with a grav-hammer over the X-Box.

She pulled her mask down, if only because she was likely to snore with it on, and that would give her away in a way she didn't want. Not that she'd be trying to fall asleep, but the only way she'd be fully awake would be a shot of pure adrenaline which would have to be enough to kill someone to shock her awake.

And then it would never work again. She yawned.

"Anyone mind if I sleep on the way?"

[ihatefleshyones]

Drunken Aaron was feeling affectionate. He threw an arm around Carmilla and leaned into her.

"I've got twenty," he said, then reached into his pocket and pulled out the money. "What will that buy me?"