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Post by ColArana on Mar 19, 2019 14:12:51 GMT -5
There was a sudden silence, as Ryan's eyes bugged out, staring in horror at what Will had just done. "Will.... what...." Now Ryan was clutching his head for more reasons than just his headache. Speaking of which, Ryan finally succumbed to the vertigo and went down on one knee, trying to hold onto a nearby chair with one hand to keep himself from completely collapsing. "Agh... This is..." Despite the agony in his head, he glared at Will. "Will what the fuck did you just do!?" He gasped out at him, looking at the unconscious Doctor Kent. He looked at Max in horror, and back at the unconscious doctor. Sure he was a huge dick, but this was not what they needed right now.
"What the hell are we going to do now!?"
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Mar 20, 2019 16:48:09 GMT -5
 Max was completely and utterly dumbfounded, staring down at the man lying at her feet in abject terror. There was a sizable welt around Andrew's eye and blood trickling from his nose. Everything else about him was completely tranquil, evidence that he was not getting back up anytime soon. For a moment, Max couldn't even conjure a noise herself, letting the awkward silence hang in the air as she struggled to comprehend the sharp left turn their venture had taken. The utter ruin her plan had fallen to. The amount of trouble they were all in. It wasn't until Ryan fell to his knee and shouted at Will that Max snapped out of her stupor. The expression on her face was initially one of fear. "Will... what...?!"And then came the absolute fury. "WHAT THE HELL?! THIS GUY WAS OUR TICKET IN! THIS WAS THE ONLY LEAD I HAD!!!" |
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Mar 20, 2019 17:06:09 GMT -5
"Oh, that's the thanks we get for saving you from Jack the Charming?" Lydia griped, only mostly joking about it. Part of her wanted to mention how the Max that she knew would never put up with that kind of sleazy behavior, but she held her tongue on the basis that Max wouldn't hear it anyway. Instead, Lydia resumed speaking directly to Will, "Don't worry, I have a plan! Hurry up and drag him into the bathroom!"
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Mar 20, 2019 17:56:58 GMT -5
"... Okay, okay, everyone calm the hell down." Will bent over to check on the doctor. Oh, he'll have a mark for at least a week from that very satisfying punch, but he'll be fine otherwise. He placed his arms under Andrew's back, hoisting him up bridal-style. "I've got an idea that is either completely brilliant or completely stupid. Just... gimme a minute." And off he went towards the men's room.
"... Okay." Percy allowed himself to speak, blinking. "Max, on behalf of Will, I am so sorry for fucking this up." He glanced towards the men's room, shaking his head. "You want me to drag him out?"
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"This'll work."
Will propped the unconscious doctor against the wall. Now that he had a mirror, he had to admit. "... Hang on. Doesn't this guy look like me? I think I have an idea as to where this is going..."
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Post by ColArana on Mar 20, 2019 18:04:17 GMT -5
Ryan felt the headache subside as Will left the room. What...? He thought, and his brow furrowed angrily. Was that headache because of... Then would that mean.... OH I AM GOING TO KILL BOTH OF THEM! He thought in fury. "Max, if you want to cut and run get moving. I have no idea what Will's doing, but based on his brilliant plan, it's probably going to dig us in deeper. You've done what you could. We can deal with Will's idiocy when we get out of here." He tried to refrain from suggesting "if" we get out.
"Worst comes to worst, I'll cover up our retreat." He told the others, slowly starting to stand up. "If security shows up, I'll stall them okay?" He swallowed, and his face was pale, belying that he didn't have a lot of confidence right now. Why Will, why. Why do this right out the gates damnit! "Percy if you go and drag him out, then he is going to be the one getting punched!"
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Mar 20, 2019 19:15:29 GMT -5
Again, Max found herself unable to speak. She could only emit short, guttural noises as Will carried Andrew's unconscious form into the restroom. This continued a few seconds longer after he disappeared until Max finally covered her face, stopped a few steps away from Ryan and Percy, threw her head up and let out a loud, aggravated groan, only barely stopping herself from screaming outright. If Will had a plan, why didn't he mention it before?! It would've been nice to know ahead of time so she wouldn't have to subject herself to sexual harassment for their sake! If they needed her help so badly, then why did Will keep ruining all her ideas?!
Eventually, Max took a deep breath and let her body slump. She looked up at Percy, offering him a grimace with just the slightest twitch of begrudging gratitude for his apology. Then she turned to Ryan. She appreciated what he was trying to do. She was dreading what would happen when the time came for her to take the fall for this. But at the same time, and especially considering that Percy and Ryan had been just as blindsided by this turn of events, she found she couldn't just leave them to suffer that fate.
"Thanks, Ryan..." Max stood up straight and put on a bold face. "But I'm in the thick of this now. I'm not backing down. You were there that night. You heard Lydia when she said that she actually does the things I only write about. Well, here I am. Now I'm doing the things I only write about. For her sake, I can't stop now."
Exasperation took hold again as she let her forehead drop back into her hand, waving her other hand towards the restrooms. "Just... get him back out here. If we're going with a new plan, I'd like to actually be in on it this time."
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Mar 20, 2019 19:24:46 GMT -5
"Oh yeah. Good to know we're on the same track," Lydia smoothly chided as she switched off her electromagnetic booster. (It had served its purpose. What weirdos would put cameras in a restroom?) She quickly checked her monitor, relieved to find that the men's room was a small, single-stall bathroom. Just what she was hoping for. "You're gonna wanna lock the door. No one's gonna wanna walk in on this business."
She hastily piloted her pod through Will's bloodstream, anxious to get to her next destination and enact the next step in her plan. All the while, she continued to feed Will instructions. "So first, strip 'im. Then tie him up with whatever ya got. That sounded uncomfortably kinky wording it like that, but I can't really take it back at this point."
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Mar 20, 2019 20:26:24 GMT -5
"Uh, yeah. Just don't hit him in the teeth. He's still recovering from falling several stories..." Percy walked over to the bathroom, sighing. Let's just get this over with, shall we? "Will, what the hell man? You've been mister mellow forever, well okay maybe not when you were like thirteen... Is this the return of middle school Will?"
Tap tap. Frowning, Percy tried the door. "... It's locked."
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"Oh, so like shibari, eh? ... I jest." Will couldn't help but chuckle. "Wow, you're a bad influence on me. Now, let's see what I can do..."
For once, a tie would serve a practical use. After removing the doctor's lab coat and upper clothing, Will bound the man's hands behind his back with the black tie. Realizing he had no rope, he reluctantly removed his socks, tying them into a rope-like shape. Now, the part he was dreading.
"Please look away."
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Percy slowly backed away from the door, shuddering. "I think Will's finally cracked. That, or he turned into middle school Will again."
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Post by ColArana on Mar 21, 2019 1:06:52 GMT -5
Ryan looked slightly ashamed for a moment when Max said that to him. "Err... That's not to say... I mean." He took a deep breath. "I mean it though Max. I could probably..." He took a deep breath. "Ugh. DAMNIT!" He cursed. He didn't want to have to reveal what he was. But it was looking like there was no choice. "How long you figure we have before security shows up to wonder what the hell happened? Or until someone checks the camera footage to see this?" He asked Max, looking at the door. "I doubt we have the luxury of waiting for Will to finish whatever the hell he's doing in there?" He growled.
When Percy said the door was locked, Ryan turned around. "Max. Percy. You two want me to open it?" He asked. Approaching the door. "Do we even care if there's some collateral damage at this point?"
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Mar 21, 2019 14:25:34 GMT -5
"Of course it's locked..." Max grumbled as she approached the restroom door. Ryan had a point. Someone was bound to show up eventually, and Max was dreading what would happen when they did. She clenched a fist and banged it against the door. "Will, come on! At least tell us what you're doing and why you had to step on our toes to do it!"
She sighed and ran a hand through her hair, acknowledging that this may have actually been the worst display of teamwork she'd ever had the misfortune of being a part of. How were they supposed to cooperate if they were all keeping secrets from each other?
Turning back to Ryan, Max mumbled, "If push comes to shove, get him out here. How far deeper can we dig ourselves at this point?"
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Mar 21, 2019 14:41:18 GMT -5
"So sensitive..." Lydia teased, switching off her visual feed and letting Will finish his preparations. In the meantime, she focused on piloting the ship, quickly reaching her next location and preparing to wire herself in for the next step.
All the while, something else starting to occur to her. Something that genuinely concerned her. "Did you notice Ryan back there? The guy just kinda lost his bearings or something. Maybe it was just nerves or the shock of that sweet right hook you delivered, but... is it just me, or did his headache set in right after I turned on my electromagnetic boosters?"
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Mar 21, 2019 15:03:52 GMT -5
"At this rate, we might as well not bother with the stealth." Percy fidgeted with the bun holding back most of his hair. The back of his head and neck felt unusually light without the usual mess. "Know what? Fuck it. Ryan. I dunno what you can do, but break open the door or I just might have to bring the entire building down."
Find your happy place find your happy place find your happy place. Right now my happy place is yelling at Will. ... Find your second most happy place find your second most happy place find your second most happy place...
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"Wow. Can't believe he still wears briefs."
Will studied himself in the mirror with an awkward grin, pulling his hair back into a ponytail matching the doctor's. The fit was surprisingly close, too. Maybe a bit tighter than he'd like, but eh. He was always the baggy guy anyway. "Okay, you can go look again."
He shot a quick glance at the unconscious and now nearly-naked doctor before going back to the mirror. "I honestly don't know what Ryan's deal is. Percy acted like he knew Ryan, so maybe he knows? Well, I've fucked up our relationship- no not like that, I don't swing that way!- so I'm sure he's going to not tell me for a few hours."
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Mar 21, 2019 16:18:19 GMT -5
"Well... whatever it is, I just hope the crew as a whole isn't so out of it that they can't bear with us at this point. It's definitely gonna feel good to stop letting Max down at every turn."
No sooner after Proteus II was securely wired into the nerve it was perched upon, Lydia was given the okay to turn her monitor back on. When she did, she found William wearing Andrew's business casual attire, lab coat and hairstyle, while the unconscious sap was bound and gagged in the corner. "Alright! We're looking good! Well, you are. I'm sure he's seen better days. But I'd say we're just about ready."
She gritted her teeth and sucked in a breath as she pulled something up on another screen, her free hand fishing for the booklet under her seat all the while. Thank goodness she thought to snap a picture of Andrew's face last night; it saved her a bit of time not having to work around the bruise he'd received, even if this program did give Photoshop a run for its money.
"Now here comes the hard part," Lydia continued. "I'm gonna attempt an electronic stimulation of your nerves and muscles in order to reconfigure your facial structure to match the contours of Jack*ss McDickbrain over there."
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Mar 21, 2019 16:40:54 GMT -5
Her words.
Will's head.
"... I have no idea what you just said," Will freely admitted. Hey, he wasn't a scientist. He wasn't that great in school to begin with, actually. He blinked, hoping he didn't look like a complete idiot. Oh hey, maybe I should get a haircut after this. Provided we survive.
"Can we say that again, this time in plain language? I have a feeling that I'm not gonna like this either way."
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Mar 21, 2019 16:43:01 GMT -5
Lydia's deadpan frown was almost tangible through her headset. "I'm gonna alter your face."
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