Project Daedalus (Issue #4)

[Tokiwong]

Misha looks around seeing the girl crying, and the fact that most of the people on the team seem to be dispersing about the house, he decides to go out front and relax on the steps. This kind of scene was not really his place, but he was trying to do his best to try and seem sociable even if the group was a bunch of misfits.

He does not sit down of course, lest he dirty his tailored clothes, but he stands and watches the street. Realizing that the neighborhood seemed fairly quaint, and almost refreshing.

 

[Mimic]

"She finally looks towards him, her face turning ash white, and sobs, "Oh god, it hurts," and turns back to bury her head between her knees.

His smile dissappearing, Miguel realises what's happening, he has seen it happen far to many times to know that this is just the start. Maldígalo, cómo puede soy tan estúpido. <translation: Damn it, how could I be so stupid.> Miguel will, as gently as he can, search her arms for needle marks, or any other indication of what kind of drugs she was on.

Venga en la chica, dice mí lo que usted estaba en. <translation:Come on girl, tell me what you were on.> Regardless of what she says, he will pick her up and carry her upstairs to a guest bedroom.

Gesturing to the crying woman, she turns towards Miguel. "Who's she?"

A friend. He tells the women quitely before continuing upstairs.

Once he places her on a bed he will head downstairs and get some cloths as well as a bowl with some water. Looks like we will be missing your BBQ amigo. Miguel tells Tyrone soberly, I put her upstairs, I will try to keep her quiet but I think its going to be a long night.

When he is done talking he will go back upstairs and help her as much as he can.

 

[Calinon]

"Don't sweat it, man. I've seen it before too. If she needs anything, give a shout," Tyrone says, letting Miguel take care of Alita unless he needs help.

 

[Agamon]

"Good gracious, girl," Mama says, as Miguel takes Alita upstairs. "She's been fine all day. Put her to work this morning, which she graciously accpeted, and with a lot less whining than I often put up with from you, boy. We watched your news conference on the TV and she looked so tired, so I left her there afterwords while I went to fold some laundry. Somebody coulda told me of the poor girl's condition before leaving her with me," she says with a frown directed at Tyrone.

Kiro, not sure what to make of either Mama or Alita, just stands out of the way, silently observing.

Angela also seems a little reserved, but mumbles aloud, "Just like Christmas back home." She follows Tyrone out to the back and offers to help set things up.

Out front, Sarah pokes her head around the side of the house. Seeing Misha, she steps out, brandishing a cigarette. "Pretty hectic in there, I imagine?" She looks at her cigerette and adds, "This bother you? I can retreat back to my hiding spot if it does."

Miguel can't elicit a repsonse from Alita, and touching her causes her to jerk away, but a casual inspection of her arms (she's wearing a sleeveless shirt) and the symptoms she's showing lead him to believe she's probably been freebasing, crack being the drug of choice for prostitutes where he grew up.

With some coaxing, she goes upstairs to the bedroom, barely registering the fact that the house is full of poeple.

When Miguel comes back down, Mama pats him on the shoulder. "You're a good boy for looking out for her like that. You don't worry about us, you take good care of her. I'll bring you some food, and her too, if she's willing to eat."

Getting back upstairs and entering the bedroom, Alita's up and out of bed and heading for the door. "I can't take this anymore," she says, sniffling, trying her best to maneuver around Miguel to leave the room.

 

[Calinon]

"Sorry, mama. I didn't know," Tyrone says honestly. "I guess she needs more help than Miguel knew."

Tyrone baps Cumulous on the head with a grin. "Good lord I hope not," he laughs. "Guess she needed a bit more help than getting a job," he says with a smile. "I'll suffer a little awkwardness if I can help her though. I mean, most of the people here are going to get shot at for a living. This should pale by comparison," he chuckles.

 

[Shalimar]

Rachel is heartened by everyone not being scared or disgusted by her hybrid form, she hadn't expected that at all, it was good not to be feared or hated by her packmates. She grins at Aarons, offer but just shakes her head. She wasn't planning on changing in front of him, she didn't want to be naked in front of anyone, especially not in front of a 14 year old, and certainly not one who could act so innocent like he had when she was a wolf.

"Your Kiro right?" she asks the Asian approaching him, not wanting to be in the same room as Alita, the girl didn't smell right, and it made her sensitive nose tingle. When Miguel carries her upstairs, Rachel looks relieved. "We didn't really get a chance to talk before, and I guess it was weird to have me sitting in your lap on the ride over, I'm sorry about that, when I'm in my wolf form I'm not very uhh, well I'm not really me, I do stuff I normaly wouldn't. I'm sorry if it was weird."

 

[Tokiwong]

Out front, Sarah pokes her head around the side of the house. Seeing Misha, she steps out, brandishing a cigarette. "Pretty hectic in there, I imagine?" She looks at her cigerette and adds, "This bother you? I can retreat back to my hiding spot if it does."

Misha shrugs, and poduces a lighter, lighting her cigarette if it isn't already lit. He smirks, "Yeah it is pretty hectic in there. Horrible habit by the way," he lights one for himself, "but everyone needs some kind of vice."

"No need to retreat I actually wouldn't mind seeing this little hiding spot you got picked out, better then standing here by myself, this isn't my element so I am just trying to stay out of the way. Sarah, I was actually hoping to talk to you, just wanted to know, well how you are handling everything. Seems like you have had a rough time with this, and I know I am not as lively or as cool as Tyone, but as a fellow cop, just wanted to look out for our own, you know?" Misha smiles leaning against the railing on the porch, enjoying the smoke. He didn't smoke often, but he always carried a pack with him to relax when he needed a quick fix.

 

[Mimic]

Getting back upstairs and entering the bedroom, Alita's up and out of bed and heading for the door. "I can't take this anymore," she says, sniffling, trying her best to maneuver around Miguel to leave the room.

Miguel quickly sets the water and cloths aside, he quietly shuts the door behind him and then proceeds to lean against it so she can't open it.

I'm sorry, I can't let you leave. He tells her gently, I told you that it was going to be hard and you told me you would do whatever it takes to have a chance, well here is your first trial.

If you did leave then what? Go back to your pimp? Let him beat you half to death as an example for the others? Continue to shove that poision into your body until you die in an alley somewhere becoming just another statistic?

Sé que usted puede hacer esto, además su no sólo. Yo lo puedo ayudar. <tanslation: I know you can do this, besides your not alone. I can help you.>

 

[Agamon]

Alita doesn't even seem to hear anything Miguel says, or she maybe just doesn't want to. She begins to yell at him. "Salga de mi manera! Cómo puede tener usted cualquier idea lo que atravieso? Esto es infierno!" <Get out of my way! How can you have any idea what I'm going through? This is hell!...or maybe it says 'Pardon my horrible Spanish', I'm not sure>

She glares at him to get out of her way for a few moments before her expression softens somewhat. "Why do you even care what happens to me? You're a big shot super hero now, you don't need some druggie whore embarassing you..." Her rant has taken a lot out of her, she begins to swoon a bit, looking faint.


"Terrible," Sarah responds to Misha with a smile, "but I've been dying for one since the end of the press conference, and I know what Tyrone thinks of smoking, it's a sure bet his mother wouldn't approve either."

She shrugs at his question. "I don't know. I've got a lot to sort through. Being locked in that cell, all I could think of was getting out and getting back home to my life. Now I'm out and that life is gone. I guess I just need to accept that and move on, but it's tough."


"I didn't mind," Kiro responds to Rachel. "It was rather interesting actually, watching you in that form. And you are quite beautiful..er, as a wolf, I mean," he adds with a bit of a blush.


"I was just joking," Angela says to Tyrone. "My family is way worse. Never underestimate the amount of havoc a clan of Irish can cause with a bit of booze in them," she adds with a chuckle. "You think it's awkward for you, wait until Berrett gets here." She says that last part with less mirth and more concern.

 

[Calinon]

Tyrone still smiles. "Begora! A whole family of drunken irishmen terrorizing the countries womenfolk! And the irishwomen chasin' the menfolk! May god have mercy on us all!" he quips in a bad irish accent. "Firey as the hair, huh?" he says witha grin.

"As for Neutron, he's clean now. Personally, I think he should be as proud of that as the stuff he does with AF. It really makes him more of a role model if you ask me. It's not like anyone is going to talk about that anyway, and, well, Alita probably won't be in much condition to join us. Ohhhh," he adds. "Unless you mean... uhh... maybe I should mention the girlfriend to mama before he gets here?" he asks with a nervous grin and a laugh.