Percival Phoenix and the Promise of Tomorrow

[meat_mooks]

Last time on Percival Phoenix:
Though the armies of Nuon and the Blood Queen seemed overwhelming in number, PERCIVAL PHOENIX (and also the rescue team) managed to divert the attack, instead striking directly at the lieutenants of Dr. Lady Deathtruction NEUTRO™! Through their combined efforts, they freed both from the doctor's evil mind control. And

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[meat_mooks]

Meanwhile, the countdown on the Death Ray had been slowly ticking down.

"Self destruction in 5... 4..." announced a bored female voice, who sounded like maybe she'd prefer informing them whether the white zone was for loading or unloading. "3... 2..."

The numbers on the display stopped at exactly 00:01.

The lights in the lair were still flashing red, of course, but no explosion occurred. Instead, the remaining redshirts began shuffling out, discouraged, though one or two reappeared with mops and buckets to begin scrubbing at the remains of the rubber suit monster.

Percival put his fists on his hips (careful not to stab himself with his own Atomizer Ray). "Another job well done, chums! Leave it to PERCIVAL PHOENIX to put a stop to Dr. Lady Deathtruction NEUTRO™ and her nefarious Death Ray!"

A pause, as he rubbed his (magnificent!) chin with the fingers of one beefy hand. "Although... well, I guess you all helped, too. I mean, not that PERCIVAL PHOENIX couldn't have finished the job without you. But you got me thinking. Maybe the evil minions can be rehabilitated, get respectable day jobs, start normal families instead of henchfamilies! I mean, if even Nuon and the Blood Queen could be persuaded to change their spots..."

He grinned widely, displaying a perfect set of white, even teeth that sparkled brilliantly in the rosy aura cast by the warning lights flooding the evil lair. "Maybe there's even help for Dr. Lady Deathtruction NEUTRO™! Er, well. What I mean to say is... thank you for lending a hand."

[i_sell_drugs]

Howard lets out a sigh of relief at seeing that the numbers have, of course, thank God, stopped with exactly one second left on the timer.

Looks like his talent for pushing people's buttons finally came in handy. Sort of. He looks around at the mess. Lash, half-naked and covered in mud, looking dazed. Anwei with clothing in her mouth. Chase looking like he's sort of enjoying this - he would, wouldn't he? And where the hell are Zouichi, Sakura and Bugman?

And of course, Percival Phoenix taking all the credit and deigning to offer them the slightest thanks. Good going, Percy. Because they totally didn't have to do most of the work for him.

"Does anyone need a medic?" he asks weakly. Aside from the red shirts (or what's left of them) scattered (sometimes quite literally) all over the place.

[zouichi]

Zouichi made his way back up the stairs to the others, attempting to avoid stepping on the fragments of redshirt lying around. "Is everyone all right?"

[j_y_d]

Yep, pretty much as he figured, and looks like all that's left is the clean up. That looks like a job for Percival Phoenix, he figures.

"Everyone ready to go?"

[8wings]

"Goggles?" Anwei mumbled through the red velvet shreds in her mouth. "It was the goggles the whole time?"

Oh. How embarrassing. All that knife-precise clothes-ripping for nothing. Not to mention getting covered with mud.

Her own ears turning a delicate shade of pink, she averted her eyes (in opposite directions) and started looking for something to give Lash as covering. For starters, she peeled off her headdress and offered it. It could make - a very abbreviated bandana-style top?

[things_go_boom]

Thankfully Lash had been raised in the army all her life. The fact she was near naked wasn't daunting her at all, but she took the headdress in a puzzled manner before looking down and seeing she wasn't wearing much anymore.

"Oh. Uh, thanks?" She clipped it over the mud, before standing upright,and looking so pissed off.

"What the hell just happened?" she said, her eyes dotting around...until they got right at the deathray. She beamed at it, the anger simply melting away like the red stains around the lair being washed away.

"Oh wow! That's an awesome looking giant raygun!"

[haruno]

"Is that what it is?" Sakura rounded around from where-ever she was, holding a ribbon in her hand (and trying to make herself more decent -- what ragged whatever was she even wearing?).

If she did echo the question on what was even going on. "When did all of this get here? ... When did all of you get here?"