A Slight Misunderstanding

[cityship]

When they blast down the door to the Medical Wing--and they'll have to, to get in--the group of newly podpopped crew-mates will bear witness to an interesting sight. Several individuals are strapped to med-beds, restrained by insect-looking legs pinning them down. One of those individuals has a cape and domino mask that may be familiar to one of the new crew-members--even if he's older than that crew member last remembers. Medical scans and monitors blip away. There are test tubes and other medical equipment around, including a flask with some sort of nasty gray slug curled at the bottom.

A few individuals are standing around, standing guard, including a girl with a bow and arrows. In the back of the Medical Wing is a woman with a scared-looking little girl.

Sitting on a stool, leaning over a shaggy-haired young man (who appears to have suffered a horrible head wound), is that green-skinned, blonde-haired individual shown by the AIs earlier. Some freaky looking goggles are over his eyes, and a strange and sinister-looking surgical glove, attached to an apparatus on the ceiling and full of rotating micro-lasers and mini-scalpels among other things, is on his hand.

It is, unfortunately, not an image that lends itself to easy interpretation.

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[lytaalex.livejournal.com]

After tending to Nathan's injured head and then helping with several more of the minor injuries that the crew-members--even the infected--had suffered, Lyta crossed back over to Brainy who appeared to still be diligently monitoring the unconscious Sam.

"How is he?" she asked with a look of concern on her face. But, just then a loud BANG reverberated through the medbay as the door was suddenly, and unexpectedly, blasted open.

[potentialmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Couldn't you have, oh, I dunno, knocked first? I mean, I'm all for dramatic entrances, but it's a waste of a perfectly good door when we have no idea what's really going on." Ron asked.

[pie-bitches.livejournal.com]

Dean is one of the first people there, having practically ran to the Medical Bay, and at the moment, he's so worried for his brother that it's actually showing on his face. His expression is a mix of irritation and anxiety, and he's pushing his way to the front.

Of course, Dean's never one for tact, so instead of opening the door politely like a normal person, he ends up bashing into it, slamming it open with a loud BANG. When Ron speaks, he gives the kid a glare, and pushes past him, into the room.

What he sees is not exactly something that relieves his fears.

"SAM!" Dean roars, and his gun's out in seconds, pointing straight and steady at the green skinned guy from the picture before. To Dean, it looks like this thing is hurting Sam, or doing something with a huge, menacing looking object, and that is not alright.

Oh, Dean. Always with the shoot first, ask questions later. He doesn't shoot, but he does get close up and personal with the side of the green kid's head, the gun at his temple.

"You get the hell away from my brother," Dean hisses, expression furious.

[i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com]

Sentinel comes into the room sharply behind Dean, lance at the ready, and shield raised.

"All evil organics will hereby surrender, or face full persecution!"

[potentialmonkey.livejournal.com]

"CALM DOWN! For the love of Nacos, let's make sure there's not a perfectly logical explanation for all this before we start shooting everyone in sight!"

[look-upinthesky.livejournal.com]

And then it happens.

Dean has the gun up for about a second before he feels the force of a gale wind zip by him, and the green kid disappeared. The speed that...whatever...moved at was so fast, all most folks saw was a flash of red. Dean, however, gets hit with an afterwind of about 100 miles plus an hour in the backwash of what just flew by him.

Until they look upwards and see the guy with the red cape holding the green kid by the lapels...roughly five stories in the air.

And then it hits some of them...it might have been a comic book where they came from, or an old TV show, or even a blockbuster summer movie they saw adverised...but the person hovering above them all of a sudden seems a lot like...

...Superman.

"Brainiac." He says, in a voice that echoes through the hallways.

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

"Correction."

Brainy's shields flip up. It's quite fortunate he wasn't plucked up and dragged out into the air in the Hub like this in the middle of brain surgery, which he'd only just finished, as Sam'd had a terrible clot that had formed and had to be opened up again. Regardless, he really does need careful monitoring.

"Brainiac Five."

Brainy lifts the goggles off of his head and eyes Superman dubiously, floating there with aid of his flight ring.

"I suppose it would be too much to ask that you were brought from a time after the Legion's assistance in the Sun-eater debacle, Superman."

Despite the flippant tone, he honestly is shaking in his boots. He'd recovered his belt from Supergirl and his shield is sturdy, but a punch from a Kryptonian? That'll hurt. In fact, there's the slightest distracted warble in his voice as he tries to figure out how to keep this situation from going badly

(Hint, Brainy: Explaining what's going on might help).

[look-upinthesky.livejournal.com]

Superman stares at the being in front of him. He was just processing the fact that he looked so young...but then he spoke in that tone. That air of superiority.

Textbook Brainiac.

Superman punches downward with a force he knows is necessary to crack Brainiac's forcefield. The impact echoes throughout the cavernous room, as Brainiac Five ( Is there four more of him around here? ) plummets to the ground at incredible speed. It's debatable whether anyone in the room...or anyone down the hall for that matter...has heard anything ever get hit that hard by a humanoid-sized being.

He flies down, intent on pressing the attack.

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

That's a lot of ow.

Ow.

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

Nathan's head was feeling better, enough to catch the well, familiar to him whoosh of air passing by. So this was how it felt to others around him sometimes.

So there was now another whoosh of air as Nathan flew upward, grabbing Brainiac and moving away from the new arrival, still holding Brainiac.

"Stand down, he's not the problem here."

[lytaalex.livejournal.com]

One minute she was standing a few feet away from Brainy, and the next minute the green alien that had not only been working his butt off to save Sam's life, but also managed to extract information from the Yeerks was pulled into the air and pummeled by someone she'd never seen before.

"Oh, I don't think so," Lyta said. It took a second or two, but that was all it took. A burst of white light surged from behind her irises and enveloped her eyes, causing them to glow, as Lyta ripped into the attacker's mind and overrode his voluntary motor functions.

"He said 'stand down,'" she repeated Nathan's order.

[look-upinthesky.livejournal.com]

Lyta will find that it's not QUITE that simple. It HURTS, to be sure...

...but Superman's fought Brainiac before, and has a lot of experience in dealing with mind attacks. He was trained to defend them by the Martian Manhunter.

So although he's fighting through pain, Lyta's finding that he's not an easy stop.

"Not...the problem...right." Superman says.

And with a force of will not often seen, he slams his hands together, causing a hard burst of air to rush towards his attackers with great force.

[anaturaltalent.livejournal.com]

Kaylee is not a fighter. Kaylee can't even fire a gun if there's a chance she might hit somebody. And Kaylee doesn't like other people fighting for no apparent reason. Sure some people are strapped down, but there was some sort of uprising going on, right? Maybe they were the uprisers!

"Stop!" she shouts, running into the room. "This is fàngzòng fēngkuáng de jié, just STOP IT! We don't know what's going on! Please!"

C'mon, guys! You want to listen to the uber-cute mechanic, don'tcha?

[the-cute-speedy.livejournal.com]

"Instead of 'stand down', how about CALM THE FUCK DOWN BEFORE YOU KILL THE WRONG GUYS?!" Mia shouted as she hit the deck. What she wouldn't give for a flashbang or sonic or even kryptonite arrowhead right about now.

"Boy-scout! You trying to act like one of the blue fascists Ollie always said you stuck up too much for?!" She yelled at Superman.

[withteethbared.livejournal.com]

That's about when the werewolf comes in. It charges into the medbay on all fours, a huge bulk of grey pelt and muscle in a tightly stretched podsuit, yellow eyes glowing. It's also... it's not even a snarl, that sound is a full blown roar.

Bella's mind gave up back in the pod caverns, the young Ahroun is running on outletless anger and frustration right now. She just wants to RIP INTO something and doesn't care WHAT that something may be.

Unfortunately, the first thing she locks onto is Lyta. She's moving too quickly to settle into an attack proper before impact and instead is most likely to just bowl her over if she doesn't move quick enough.

[lytaalex.livejournal.com]

Ok, that was unexpected! Was everyone on this ship resistant to telepathy?

Unfortunately, Lyta didn't get a chance to ponder the question. First she was knocked onto her butt by the force of the flying man's clap, severing her connection with his mind. Then, before she could even attempt to regain and just as she was getting back to her feet, she was tackled back to the ground by...someone's dog!

Lyta screamed in terror as she tried to shield her face with her hands.

[potentialmonkey.livejournal.com]

There's a monkey-like screech, and Ron, now glowing blue, attempts to tackle the wolf off of Lyta.

"Would all of you KNOCK IT OFF already?!"

[compromise-wolf.livejournal.com]

Apparently, the answer to Ron's shout 'no'.

One-Leaf-Ear has been hanging towards the back of the group for the most part, keeping an eye on things and trying to make sense of the situation. All that flies out the window as soon as she sees Bella come charging in, and Ron going after her in turn. After being so on edge and uncomfortable, seeing another Garou in warform is enough to set her off.

She shifts to crinos and dives after Ron, intent on keeping him in from getting in Bella's way further-she doesn't know her, but that's not what matters. All that matters is helping her fellow Garou out.

[pie-bitches.livejournal.com]

Dean is not pleased. He's been thrown a few feet, and he's landed down on the ground on his back, his gun's on the floor, and now he's pissed off. The room is descending into anarchy and Dean is sick and tired of it, sick and tired of people. So when he pulls himself up and grabs his gun, instead of flailing it around like everyone else, he tries to difuse the situation.

"Dammit, all of you! Knock it the !@*% off, we don't even know who the bad guys are here!" Dean bellows, and his voice is loud. He moves over to Kaylee, and tries to usher her over to stand with him near Sam.

"C'mon, hey. You're gonna get hurt," he says to her, gaze flickering back and forth from Sam to what was apparently Superman high above them. He brings them closer to Sam, and the moment he gets there, he freaks.

"Sam!" Because gunshot wounds in the head are not generally good news. Dean looks around, and as loudly as he can, he roars:

"HEY! SOMEBODY GET THE HELL DOWN HERE AND HELP SAM!"

[potentialmonkey.livejournal.com]

Ron, seeing her coming, proceeds to smack One-Leaf-Ear on the nose.

"BAD DOG!"

[doctor-jeangrey.livejournal.com]

Jean had thought just blasting through the Medbays's doors was a bad idea, but of course no one had seemed to listen to the red head. She'd also thought just running inside and attacking was another bad idea, but... No one had really listened to her.

She stepped through the doorway, her eyes widening as everyone just seemed to be attacking the rooms first occupants. The mentality of shoot first, ask questions later never sat well with Jean, and at that moment, her thinking certainly hadn't changed.

First thing she'd done? General telepathic scan of those she was able to. General concensus reached? Brainiac not a bad guy.

Her gaze shot over to where the guy in the cape (Superman) was currently launching an attack on the green skinned man. "Stop!" She yelled, beginning to push her way toward him, but highly doubted she could be heard over everyone else.

Lifting her hand finally, she concentrated momentarily on telekentically lifting a chair and with a flick of her wrist - sent it flying into Superman's path. "Stop or the next thing I toss to the side is you!

Had she forgotten to mention she was telekentic? Oops.

[compromise-wolf.livejournal.com]

One-Leaf-Ear's initial reaction is a look of shock-followed quickly by pinned back ears, a wordless snarl, and an attempt to swat Ron.

[ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com]

"Well," Sawyer commented, looking rather proud of himself as he sauntered--yes, he was sauntering in the middle of a brawl, got a problem with that?--through the mess. "So much fer all that huffin' 'n puffin' about a plan."

Making his way through the cluster#&%# of people, he walked over to one of the occupied beds and hoisted his butt onto one. (Hello, Connor!)

Glancing down at the occupant with a grin on his face, Sawyer inhaled his cigarette (his third since being awakened from podsleep--hey! this crap was stressful!) and looked down at Connor McManus.

"Lemme guess," Sawyer said sarcastically. "Ya taped the geek's buns together so they sent ya to detention?"

[potentialmonkey.livejournal.com]

Ron caught the paw. "Bad dog. You do not growl at me. Now sit, stay, and calm down."

[st-veritas.livejournal.com]

Connor's a little busy thrashing in the bindings, but he spares a glare for the newcomer who has cigarettes this is not fair.

"Look, ye #%#@$&*, #@%&ing get me the #@%& offa this #@%&ing thing!"