Hail the Conquering Heroes

[cityship]

Things can happen without Stacy knowing, that much is apparent now. The damage to her sensors is significant. But the fighting clued her in.

After it's all over, after those captured have been rescued, after the injured have been tended to, only the nest is left, and Stacy takes care of it.

||Infestation of Cluster 42, Level 4, Sector 7, Sublevel 12, Zone 37 has been detected. Triggering internal defenses. Decontamination commencing.||

There is a pause.

||Decontamination complete.||

Simple as that, once she knows the problem was there. Her internal sensors are damaged, especially in the city, and so are some of the systems monitoring them. You have to know what's broken to know to fix it.

Such a simple thing and it only took one man dying to make it happen. (His body is gone, by the way, ripped to shreds and eaten. There's not even a spot of blood on the floor. That's the bugs' doing. The bugs' bodies are gone too--that's Stacy's doing).

||Any injured personnel that still have not received medical attention, report to the nearest lift, and you will be transported to the MedBay. Any uninjured personnel, report to the Living Area, to the restroom facilities to undergo decontamination of xenobiological material. Then report to the Obs Deck to meet your new crew-mates.||

Said crew-mates--and the Doctor, who'd skipped out and miraculously ducked and weaved his way to the lift when he'd realized the Master was there--are there and waiting, and just a tad confused.

[ooc: read this first]

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[st-veritas.livejournal.com]

"It's like a fuckin' sign, aye?" He paused.

"There's others here, too, superheros and cops and shite."

[alien-catcher.livejournal.com]

"The Vatican?" Gwen raised her eyebrows at Murphy.

She wasn't so much sold on the part of it being God's plan, she was pretty content with just leaving it at alien meddling as she did most situations of the like. She doubted any involvement of a deity, but on the other hand she wasn't particularly in the mood for theological debate.

She gave a sideways glance to Connor. "Well, if they're takin' police, might be half a reason why I'm here."

[st-aequitas.livejournal.com]

Address one twin, the other's just as likely to answer. Such was the case now. "Oh, is that so? A fuckin' cop, are ye? They have those in Wales, then?"

Murphy glanced quickly at his twin, somewhere between a giggle and a worried look.

[st-veritas.livejournal.com]

"Didn't know that, ye've come a long way." They're only teasing, really.

"There's all sorts o'buildings here, important ones."

[alien-catcher.livejournal.com]

She had started gaping. "What'd they do then, kidnap a whole bloody building?"

She sighed and shook her head in response to Murphy. "Not exactly. Well, used to be anyway, but transferred to..." she hesitated, looking down, not sure how much she wanted to go into it. "A special ops job."

[st-aequitas.livejournal.com]

"Oh, probably. Ya know, bein' fuckin' aliens able to kidnap the rest of us an' travel through different fuckin' universes an' all." He shook his head, smirking.

[st-veritas.livejournal.com]

Connor snorted and clapped Murphy on the back. "Aye."

"Special ops?" He glanced at his brother.

[alien-catcher.livejournal.com]

"Quite right," Gwen nodded curtly. She glanced between Murphy and Connor, debating how truthful she wanted to be. But based on their own line of work, her's couldn't seem any more insane.

"I work for a small team based in Cardiff. We..." she sighed. "We study aliens. Salvage alien technology and protect the planet from alien threats." It still sounded completely barmy coming out of her mouth. "I left the police to work for them." She crossed her arms. "Which, by the way, the south Wales police is very advanced, thanks." Little slow on the insults, there, Gwen?

[st-veritas.livejournal.com]

"..Y'chase aliens? Then y'should know more 'bout this shit than we do, shouldn't ye?"

[st-aequitas.livejournal.com]

Murphy gave a short laugh. "Aye, what the fuck are ye askin' us for? If ye're a highly advanced, alien-chasin' police woman from the south o' fuckin' Wales?"

[alien-catcher.livejournal.com]

Gwen huffed. She knew bringing it up was a bad idea, and she suddenly yearned for Jack. He'd know what to say, and what to do.

"Doesn't mean I know anything about these aliens," she shot back. "We're limited to what we come in contact with on our planet. Doesn't mean I know anything better of what's going on here than you lot."

[st-veritas.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, yeah. We understand." He rolled his eyes. "No one knows fuck-all about this place. S'gettin' frustrating."

[st-aequitas.livejournal.com]

"We've been here for fuckin' who knows how long," Murphy agrees, "a potential expert would be a fucking godsend."

[alien-catcher.livejournal.com]

Gwen nodded, completely understanding their frustration. It frustrated her more that she couldn't be more helpful to anyone's plight. "I know a couple fellows who would be quite helpful," she sighed. "But I imagine the chances of them having been brought here too is very low."

[st-veritas.livejournal.com]

"Have y'seen all those pods? Fuck if I know how many people are in this place." He looks a little worried.

[st-aequitas.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, who knows who the fuck's still in those pods, anyway?"

[alien-catcher.livejournal.com]

Gwen sighed. "I did see a lot of pods. But what use is anyone to us if they're still in stasis?" She approached the two men and leaned against the couch they sat on, her exhaustion getting the best of her. "How often do they chuck people out of those pods anyway? We don't have any idea how long we've actually been here."