Marvel RP discussion

Caledonia nodded and hesitated before following the device down the hallway. "So where are we going?" She demanded, hand on her gun the whole time.

A chirpy female voice (was that an...irish accent?) came from the sphere, "I'm taking you to the security room! Thats where Matty...er, Matt, told me to take you!

The voice was too chipper for the agent, who just nodded. "That's good. Thank you." Really she wanted to demand what this sphere even was but also figured she needed to somehow trust Matt. A small chuckle escaped her. "Matty, huh?"

The sphere hesitated, then said with false cheer, "Matty? I don't...why would you call him that? I certainly didn't..." The sphere gave a weak chuckle, then stopped in front of a door labeled, SECURITY. It said, "Here we are. May I see you're hand and eye please?"

"Yes you did." Caledonia frowned. "Why do you want my hand and eye? I'd like all the information on what you're going to do with the scans first and just how much personal information you can glean from them. If you can read my DNA and attach a name to it, I'm breaking through the door without your help "

The sphere bobbed in the air, almost like it were rolling its eyes. If it had eyes. It responded, "Matt told me to give you full access to the system. For that, I need your palm print and retina, so you can scan them. I won't be able to access any personal information without your consent, so don't worry."

Caledonia scowled at the sphere. "Why the hell does everything have to make fun of me?" She snapped, but she knew why. Everything and everyone else seemed to have a sense of humor and the agent didn't. Well, she did, a small one that included making fun of Fury and other agents in private with her mom, nothing too bad, but...still. She then hesitated for a second before nodding and holding out her hand. "Here," she finally conceded, and then hesitated again before removing the bandages, the cloths, she'd wrapped around her palms, revealing her hand, including the scars along the back of it. "And what eye do you need?"

It said, "Everyone makes fun of evrything. What, have your sense of humor removed as a child?" The sphere noted the scars, but made no indication of it actually doing so to Caledonia. A green light flashed from it and ran over her hand. The light made a reconstruction of the hand in the air, then it fizzled away. The sphere floated up to her eye level and snickered, "Left, right, either, both. As long as you let me scan one, it doesn't matter."

"Oh, does it now? I certainly don't." She scowled at the thing and then snapped, "As a matter of fact, yes and no, now just do your job, would you? We're on a tight schedule." She stuffed her hand into her pocket as soon as it was done scanning. But, she lost it when the sphere snickered and slammed the thing out of the air and away from her face with her left hand, getting beyond angry with the laughter and the fact nothing today was going as planned, all on top of a base full of dead people and another full of agents who were killed by an entity she didn't understand, with her mom's death and already short temper taking the cake. "Do both as a security measure," she snapped.

It scowled, "Hey, I was just joking aeound. Try it sometime, it won't kill you." It muttered under its breath, "Then again, maybe it will." It gave a loud beep as she swatted it aside, and bounced off the wall with a loud crash. The sphere, not laughing now, said with genuine hurt in its voice, "Fine, your highness." It flew back up and scanned both of her eyes, then floated back down." It buzzed around the door and said, "Go ahead and go in if you want. Your information has been uploaded to the Hub."

"Just. Stop," Caledonia hissed, and then stared at the thing. "I'm not royalty, don't call me that." She picked up on the hurt in it's voice and only felt half bad. It was an inanimate object. "Give me a damn break, it's been a rough day. And thank you." She opened the door to the security room and walked inside, shutting the door behind her.

The sphere buzzed angrily, then flew over to an empty nook in the wall. It attached itself to it, and then powered off.

Keith's eyes snapped open. He was laying in a small side room, and his whole body hurt. He moaned and gingerly sat up. Where was he? Why did he hurt so much? He looked down at his own skin, blackened and charted. He swallowed back bile. Well, at least that answered his second question. He stood, mentally screaming at the pain. Or maybe that was Kendra and Kral. At this point, he didn't care. He had no memory of how he had got here, or what events had transpired to cause this. And that scared him. He opened the door top the room he was in and stepped out into a hallway. A familiar one at least. He breathed a sigh of relief. At least he was at Base Exodus. He had to get to the medbay. Weakly, and with each step sending a jolt of pain through him, he started down the hall.