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[helipack-jack.livejournal.com]

Somebody's busy in Weapons & Possessions.

Jack's Super Secret Evil Project that he's been slowly working on, with much interruption, for a while now has finally come to fruition. At least, so he hopes. It all depends on what happens right now.

He activates the small, box-shaped device he's holding. It starts clicking softly. Jack grins.

Something's here.

He steps sloooowly further into the room and starts ranging along the stacks. As he approaches the end of one row, the clicking starts picking up.

He laughs.

"Jack," he tells himself, already gloating, "you really are a genius."

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[bears-omnitrix.livejournal.com]

There's a form scampering along the roof when he heard the news. Since some of his things were at the top of the area, he lowered himself upside down in front of him on a line of webbing.

And no, it wasn't Spider-man.

"Whatcha doing?" inquired Spidermonkey.

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"Gah!"

Jack jumps back, one arm flying up in front of his face defensively. WHAT IS THAT THING?!

Thankfully he doesn't lose the clicky box. Which is still clicking steadily, unperturbed.

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Flipping down to land in front of Jack, one of Spidermonkey's arms scratched his head. "Looks like you were looking for something. Need help? I'm pretty good at scaling places."

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Jack opens one eye again, finds that he's not being mauled, opens the other one, and lowers his raised arm. He tries to play it cool. He totally wasn't freaked out, no.

"Well, that depends on where it is," he says, considering. If he could get help, that would be kind of cool. It'd be less work for him.

"First thing's first, let's not get ahead of ourselves. I gotta find it. Also, what the heck are you?"

Jack continues to follow the speedier clicking, assuming this blue alien dude is going to follow.

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"I gotcha. Looking for something. And I'm Spidermonkey, an alien. For reasons stated and all." And Ben let out an "ook ook!" as he rubbed his head. "What with the four arms, tail and webbing."

"But my real name's Ben. You can just call me Ben."

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"Okay then. Ben works."

Click click click, Jack moves along click click clickclickclickBEEEEEEEEEEP!

The clicking dies. Jack looks around, squinting. Where is it? It has to be here. He knows it has to be here, whatever it-

"Aha!"

And predictably, it's out of reach. Good thing he has this new blue alien dude to help him.

"Can you see that hawk statue-y thing up there? It's kind of mine," Jack says, pointing up at it where it's sitting on a high crate, caught in a loose net of some kind.

The Shadow of Fear. Hmm.

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"Roger Wilco," replied Ben as he scampered up the rows nimbly, swinging from side to side until he started to tug at the Shadow of Fear. "It's stuck, gimme a second to untangle it."

Working the net loose with a few deft tugs, he webbed it up and lowered it down gently on a string. "This is it right?"

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"Yeah!" Jack snags it, releasing it from the string. It's not the first Shen Gong Wu that had come to mind when he first got the idea to go looking, but he supposes it's better than nothing.

Jack grins, blowing a bit of dust off the hawk statue.

Wait, there's something he should say here, isn't there?

"Thanks," he says, though he's mostly absorbed in plotting at a thousand miles an hour in his head now, grinning shiftily like only Jack can grin.

His plans aren't all that evil (yet!), that's just how he smiles.

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"Hey no problem. If you need anything else just holler. I'm looking for my stuff up here anyhow." replied Spidermonkey with a salute.

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"Good luck," Jack replies, in a good enough mood to offer base politeness today.

Okay, now he has to leave here with the Shadow of Fear. Will Stacy stop him...?

He turns to go, and it seems that, at least for now, the ship is cool with him plundering it.

Once in the hall, he bolts off to his room to find a place to stow it, only just managing to suppress an evil cackle.

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"A genius?" A voice said from behind him. Ahava rounded the stack she'd been half-hidden by and cocked her head to the side, a slight smile pulling at her lips.

"Why's that, Jack?"

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He jumps slightly, but oh. It's just Ava.

"Let's just say I've found a way to make my life a liiiiittle bit easier."

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Ahava snorted. That didn't sound like a problem waiting to happen at all...

"In what way?" she asked, wandering closer to get a look at what Jack had been looking at.

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The box isn't exactly an elegant construction, though if Jack had the time and supplies it would've come out much more polished. And possibly with a helpful pointing arrow. It's black and fairly evenly shaped, with a hinge on one side and the other duct taped shut. There's an antenna poking out of one corner on the front.

Jack hesitates, then decides that if no one here knows what he's doing to begin with, what does it matter?

"This," he says, "is a Shen Gong Wu detector."

He waits for her to ask what that is. Much as he's aware other crew members might object to the, ahm, dubious ownership of what he's looking for, Jack loves to show off.

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Even if the name alone hadn't gotten Ahava curious, she'd have asked for more information simply because Jack seemed like he was eager for her to do just that.

"What's a Shen Gong Wu detector?" she asked, managing to keep the amusement out of her voice in favour of curiosity.

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"It detects Shen Gong Wu. They're these," he pauses for a second, not having had to explain it before, really. "Magical objects with useful powers."

"Kinda obvious why I'd be looking for 'em."

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"What kinds of useful powers? I'm going to guess it's something you think we'd use, but that doesn't limit it down much."

Ahava didn't know Jack particularly well, but something about his demeanour made her add; "And is anyone going to object to you taking them?"

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"There's a ton of different kinds. And I didn't have the resources to make this thing specific, so I have no idea where it's pulling me right now," he admits.

As for the second question? "No, nah," he answers, a little too quickly to be casual.

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"So you could find something useful, or something that isn't?" Ahava asked. She thought about that for a moment, then smiled. "Well in that case, why don't we see where it's leading you to?"

If she noticed how quickly Jack answered the second question, Ahava didn't comment on it. She'd wait until she had a look at what these Shen Gong Wu items were first, and then make up her mind.

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(OOC: Sorry, IRL ate me! 8|)

"Yeah, it's always kind of a gamble. I used to know this thousand year old Heylin witch who could sense them and tell me what they are, but this box isn't that smart. Yet, anyway," he says.

Jack's not sure he wants somebody following him, but he can't really shake Ahava off without seeming even more suspicious. Jack's figured out that if he's gonna be evil on a boat full of heroes he'll have to be more subtle about it. He follows the box, noting where the clicking speeds up. There's something in here.

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[It's fine!]

"Everything starts somewhere," Ahava said philosophically. "You can always look into getting it to specialise at a later date. Or who knows? Maybe you'll find something unexpectedly useful?"

She noticed the clicking picking up speed and Ahava paused beside the box. "This one?"