At least we have pants [ Closed ]

[azulescarabajo.livejournal.com]

Things were not good. This was the polite way of putting things, anyway. SHODAN had announced herself over the ship's systems and now there were crazy, deadly robots running around. And worst of all, Khaji was silent. He wasn't dead, Jaime was sure of that. He would have felt it. But distressingly, somehow, they were cut off from each other. And Jaime was just now realizing how horribly alone he felt without the faint buzzing presence of his friend and partner constantly at the back of his mind, ready to offer advice, a sarcastic quip (he was getting really good at that) or some mild observation.

So here he was, the Blue Beetle, darting through the corridors and dodging robots to check on a friend. Without powers. Great. If he was in bad shape, how as M'gann holding up? He scurried at ast into the crew quarters and headed down the line to her room, throwing open the door.

"M'gann? Are you okay There are a bunch of robots out here!"

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[misschocolover.livejournal.com]

M'gann, as it turned out was already aware of the robots. She'd been descended on by three of them, two of which were already in a heap in the corner having been stomped on and trashed. The third was impaled on the tip of her long bony tail.

Her super-strength was gone, true, but her natural shape (http://media.comicvine.com/uploads/7/79752/1858919-miss_martian_edit_super.jpg) was still built to kill. She was half again as big as her usual size, proportionately strong, and subsequently more than able to put her clawed-capped fist through a robot.

Facing a friend who had never seen her natural shape was a little more challenging, however.

She flushed, a dull spring green color spread over her pale face, and yanked the robot off her tail, holding it up in front of herself like a human girl might hide behind a towel at being walked in on unclothed.

"J-Jaime! I'm okay I'm just... uh... I'm kind of stuck in this shape."

She still SOUNDED like normal Megan, but hearing the voice come out of that nasty fanged mouth was surely a little bizarre...

[azulescarabajo.livejournal.com]

Oh. Well, that was more than a little strange. Jaime stared, befuddled, for a long moment, unsure as to whether he had the right room or not. That was, anyway, until she spoke. He blinked, stared again.

"Oh. Jeeze! M'gann, are you okay? Why are you stuck like that?" Hurriedly, Jaime slipped inside and closed the door, hopefully keeping any more curious robots off them for now.

[misschocolover.livejournal.com]

"I'm fine, really." She insisted, sheepishly lowering the robot. A monster with the posture and demeanor of a shy teenage girl was about as strange a combination as her current face and voice were.

"I can't seem to use any of my powers, shapeshifting included. I'm stuck like this because it's, uh... what I normally look like without using my abilities at all."

Logically she knew she shouldn't feel so embarrassed, but the shape she was stuck in had long ago become one she stopped wearing by choice...

"Are YOU okay?" she asked, making a concerted effort to shake off her discomfort and turn the conversation around to him. He was a lot more squishy and easy to injure than her in these situations. "Did SHODAN shut down Kahji Da too?"

[azulescarabajo.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Yeah. Alien. I totally forgot." It was easy to forget, considering how normal she seemed most of the time. Khaji probably would have mentally slapped him upside the head for forgetting that.

"Uh. I don't know. All I know is I can't talk to him and I can't get my armor going. It's. Not good."

[misschocolover.livejournal.com]

"Oh no, I hope the dampeners didn't hurt him." M'gann fretted, clacking her teeth restlessly in an approximation of biting her lip as she would have in human shape.

"Do you think we should stay put, or go try to shut down some of the robots maybe? They don't seem THAT durable, really..."

Not against alien claws anyhow judging by the junk heap against the wall.

[azulescarabajo.livejournal.com]

"If they did. . ." Jaime trailed off, leaving the dark thought unfinished. Khaji was his friend. His partner. It worried him that the scarab was so quiet.

". . .I think I'd know. He's pretty much connected directly to my nervous system. I think we're just being blocked." He sighed again and looked towards the door.

"Yeah. We probably should. I mean, I took down an alien invasion without powers. I can totally handle a few robots." A wry grin.

"I mean this time, I have pants."

[misschocolover.livejournal.com]

M'gann couldn't help a giggle, covering her mouth with one webbed hand.

"You've fought robots WITHOUT pants before?"

[azulescarabajo.livejournal.com]

"Technically I fought an alien invasion. Did anyone else even notice when the Reach got kicked off the planet by Guy Gardener besides me? They were kind of trying to take over Earth." He laughed. The memory wasn't all that pleasant but the absurdity of fighting aliens without any pants was pretty funny.

[misschocolover.livejournal.com]

"Oh yes, I heard about all that! I just didn't know you'd been pants-less for it! That kind of makes it even MORE impressive..."

She shook her head, coming over to join him closer to the door.

"I'm sure this will be a piece of cake for you. Though, uh, maybe we could go to weapons first and get us something to work with?"

[azulescarabajo.livejournal.com]

"That's probably the best idea. I don't think I can handle punching robots with my bare hands." He moves to the door.

"Ready to get going?"

[misschocolover.livejournal.com]

"Yes. But maybe I should go first?" She wiggled her claws. "In case there needs to be immediate punching?"

[azulescarabajo.livejournal.com]

"That's probably the best idea." Jaime stooped and clumsily wrenched a limb free from one of the robots. At least he had an ersatz club, now.

"Let's do it."

[misschocolover.livejournal.com]

M'gann smiled in a way that somehow approximated cute even with the scary teeth.

"Ready set go!" and she punched the door release.

There was a neat line of the robots waiting for them outside the door and she made a quick sweep of them with one foot, bowling three over with soccer kick that sent them all sprawling down the hallway, making space for Jaime to get out and get moving.