Brood Space 'Ship' - Space, Sunday Morning

[imafuturist]

So, the thing about the Brood was that they used biotechnology. Which made it very hard for Tony to do anything like get the fuck out of there. Sure, if he'd had some more time he could probably build some sort of rudimentary armor out of flying space shark parts.

But alas, that wasn't in the cards.

He was going to have to sullenly wait on a rescue. Which might not happen, considering how the island was probably dealing with these guys too.

Awesome.

[for people rescuing him]

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[fjordicswagger]

"Tony Stark has a fake digital butler called Jarvis who talks like somebody shoved a stick up his ass and who knows how to fly a space ship that Tony Stark built," Tamsin said, leaning against a wall in the ship.

"Sorry, I just need to repeat this to make sure I'm not hallucinating any of this."

[heroic_jawline]

"Well, I had a concussion yesterday, so I'm probably not the best person to confirm this with, but yeah, sounds right," Steve said.

[fjordicswagger]

"Oh, while we're on the topic of weird stuff," Tamsin said, lifting her chin. "What cornfield did they grow you in?"

Look, it was still a little whiles before they hit the ship. She had to keep herself entertained.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve snorted. "Brooklyn. I've never really seen a cornfield."

[fjordicswagger]

"Really?" Tamsin said, tilting her head. "You just look like somebody pulled you out of the ground somewhere in Nebraska. Weird."

[heroic_jawline]

"Sorry to disappoint," he said with a smile. "I'm just a kid from Brooklyn."

There was a pause.

"Flying through space."

[fjordicswagger]

"That is never getting less weird," Tamsin said. She looked up at the ceiling. "Hey! Jarvis! Are we there yet?!"

[imafuturist]

"Approaching Brood space... ship." IT WAS A SPACE SHARK. THIS WASN'T NORMAL EVEN FOR HIM. "Contact within the next five minutes, Mayor."

And excuse you, he didn't have a stick up his butt. He was just polite.

[heroic_jawline]

"Hope that means JARVIS knows how to land," Steve said a little dryly. "The only time I've landed a plane went...less well."

You owe him SO MUCH for doing this, Tony.

[fjordicswagger]

SO, SO MUCH.

"Better get out some heavier guns for this than just the old knives," Tamsin sighed. "Did anyone bring a gun?"

[imafuturist]

"Apologies, Mayor. While the ship equipped with defensive weaponry, there are none for the crew."

Thanks, JARVIS.

This ship rocked a little as it latched onto that space shark and tried to get access to the inside where there was oxygen for them to breath. Because that was important in space.

"I would suggest not running across any of the Brood if at all possible."

[heroic_jawline]

"I'd been trying really hard to not know something called the Brood existed at all," Steve admitted, "but they had to come along and ruin that."

He turned to Tamsin. "I have a shield?"

[fjordicswagger]

"Useless," Tamsin said, rubbing her forehead. "I'll get a stick somewhere. I'm sure we'll be fine."

That was sarcasm.

[imafuturist]

"There's the right attitude," JARVIS said with all the dry humor in his programming. "Please exit the Quinjet in an orderly fashion. Mr. Stark should be approximately ten yards from the entrance into the Brood craft."

The entrance he made with lasers. This is why you should fear Skynet JARVIS.

[heroic_jawline]

"Ten dollars says he's in some kind of ridiculous alien outfit," Steve muttered.

[fjordicswagger]

"As long as he's not naked, I'll take it," Tamsin said, picking a dagger out from under her jacket. And then walking out of the spaceship.

Sigh.

[imafuturist]

Excuse you both, he was wearing the same outfit he'd had on yesterday. Just a little worse for wear.

And it was pretty clear where he might be because he was still attempting to kick out the cell door. It was alternating between that and trying to figure out the biological component of the ship.

[heroic_jawline]

"Stark, that you?"

Because Steve had enough being thrown across the room yesterday, thanks so much, and would be fine never meeting another alien again.

Good luck with that, Steve.

[fjordicswagger]

"We're here to rescue you or whatever," Tamsin called. Since Steve had already broken their cover and everything.

So had Stark, actually. "Cool it with the-- whatever you're doing."

[imafuturist]

"My heroes," Tony replied dryly. "I'll swoon later."

He leaned a little to make sure none of this ugly aliens were going to show up. "I think you might be able to cut through the... tissue with the edge of the shield. I hate biotech."

[heroic_jawline]

"I'm sure they've got comment cards around," Steve said dryly, sizing up the cell door to figure out which part to punch, because Steve how it opened.

[fjordicswagger]

"Is it just me, or is this the creepiest space ship ever?" Tamsin opined, walking over to do the same. She squinted, then reached out to point at some weird membranes, clinging to the... door... thingy. "I think that's it."

[imafuturist]

"It's alive, so yes. Creepiest alien ship I've been on," Tony replied. "I tried to interface with it, but just ended up with a bloody nose."

BECAUSE YOUR BRAIN WASN'T SUPPOSED TO WORK THAT WAY, TONY.

[heroic_jawline]

"Why did you tr--you know, never mind, of course you tried," Steve said. "It's the creepiest I've ever been on, too. Also the only."

[fjordicswagger]

"Okay, I don't know what 'interface with it' means," Tamsin said, "And I've just decided I don't want to know. Can you just shield this part already?"

[imafuturist]

"It's like telepathy with technology," Tony muttered defensively.

[heroic_jawline]

"Don't do that," Steve declared. "I can smack at the...weird webby stuff with my shield, if that's what you meant?"

Probably not what Tamsin meant.

[fjordicswagger]

"Yes, hit the fleshy parts here--" She gestured at them. Again. "With the shield, Nebraska. We have to start cutting Stark loose, and I don't think my knives are going to cut it."

[imafuturist]

"He's from Brooklyn." Yes, thank you, Tony.

[heroic_jawline]

"Thanks, Stark," Steve muttered, smacking the fleshy bits with his shield hard.

[fjordicswagger]

"I know," Tamsin said, "But he screams Nebraska--"

Said the girl who looked every bit the Norwegian she was, and who was now stepping back as fleshy bits went flying. "Ew."

[imafuturist]

Tony only blanched a little as the 'door' cringed open. They were never, ever, ever dealing with The Brood again.

Ever.

"Well, this is going to haunt my dreams."

[heroic_jawline]

"Probably," Steve agreed, reaching out to stabilize Tony a bit if he needed it.

[fjordicswagger]

"We better get a move on to Jarvis's space-cab," Tamsin said, looking down the hall. "Before those ugly bug things catch on that we just scratched their ship."

[imafuturist]

He only stumbled a little, thank you. "JARVIS' what?"

[heroic_jawline]

"Spaceship," Steve said. "You own a spaceship."

Beat.

"You forgot you own a spaceship?!"

[fjordicswagger]

Tamsin shot Steve a pointed look. "Do you even have a volume knob, or did it get permanently set to 'shouty'?" she said. "Keep it down, unless you want to be bug chow."

She was walking already. She did not want to be bug chow.

[imafuturist]

Tony winced and followed her because in no way did he want to run into more Brood. "I don't own a space ship." A beat. "I owned a couple Quinjets retrofitted for space travel. But those would have been seized."

[heroic_jawline]

"Guess JARVIS seized it back," Steve said in a quieter voice.

[fjordicswagger]

"At least he can fly it, or you'd be stuck here for good with the creepy hivemind," Tamsin said, her step fast and light as she headed right back towards the ship.

[imafuturist]

"He's... still getting a talking to about grand theft spacecraft," Tony muttered, incredibly pleased to see the entrance to a familiar craft.

[heroic_jawline]

"I'm sure he'll give it the attention it deserves," Steve said a little wryly.

[fjordicswagger]

"Yeah, you hold on to that thought."

Tamsin was practically running by the time she got into the entrance of the ship. "Oh, thank god. No more fleshy walls."

[imafuturist]

"Did you enjoy your vacation, sir?" JARVIS chimed in like the unrepentant little shit he was.

"I'm going to install you in a coffee pot, sweetheart."

He said with love.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve snickered slightly as he strapped himself into a seat as far from the pilot's as he could get.

[fjordicswagger]

Tamsin sank down in a seat, not particularly bothered by which. "You two are so sweet," she cooed, sarcastically. "Let's get out of here."

[imafuturist]

"Of course, Mayor."

So much more respect for her.