[Story Thread]: MM, Act II: Operation: Justice!
Freedom Force spends the rest of the day in the van, waiting for the three missing members of the cell to make it back to the apartment building. Fortunately for them, the temperatures at the beginning of October were rather mild. Having to stake out the building in the sweltering heat of a New York summer, without the benefit of air conditioning (Price had to turn the engine off to save on gas), would have been a grueling experience. It was already uncomfortable enough, with Ana needing to focus the entire time, and Price shushing anyone who talked above a whisper to avoid breaking her concentration.
Eventually, their efforts do pay off. Madrox, Eileen, John - they all make it back and start preparing for dinner (Madrox, being a culinary chef among other things, have them all eating like royalty). Some friendly banter during dinner follows, but the real interesting bits only start after its concluded.
Transcript follows:
JA: Thanks for dinner Jamie. The Squid ravioli in lemon grass broth was especially good. Think I gained like five pounds in the last month
JM: Hah! My pleasure, as always
RD: *impatiently* Well? Are you going to tell me what’s going on already?
JM: Yes, yes, I was getting to that. So I caught sight of the ‘Red Guardian’ today. Part of President ‘Pukin’ delegation. Another member of his secret service looked suspicious to me also.
RD: First – who the $@#! Is the ‘Red Guardian’, and second – ‘suspicious’ how?
JM: The ‘Red Guardian’? Russian Super Solider? No? Think Captain America, but with less scruples.
EH: He’s beneath consideration
JM: Right. I mean, probably. The other was a young woman. Doesn’t fit the profile of someone working security - not unless she’s special in some way.
RD: so that’s two. And the chinaman makes three. This is starting to look a bit dicey, to be honest.
MC: Are you going to finish that?
JA: For god’s sake, can you concentrate on something other than your stomach, just this once?
EH: They won’t know what hit them until its too late. You know that.
RD: Yes, but still. And if the Avengers make it out...
JA: Use a napkin!!
MC: <unintelligible>
JM: They won’t make it out.
RD: But what if they will?
JM: They won’t.
EH: OK, that’s enough of that. Legion – you should have everything you need after today. I’m counting on you. Everyone else; keep a low profile from here on. No one is going anywhere without me saying so. Understood?
JM: Yea, yea.
RD: Yes Ma’am
EH: Mike?
MC: What?
EH: Have you been listening to anything we just said?
MC: Umm…yes.
JA: *sigh*
RD: This is going to be just like Clarksville all over again
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