((Collab between Letter Bee and TheUnknowable, and perhaps BlackPanther))

[b][I]Some Time Ago...[/i][/b]

In the middle of the movie, Mikhail sent a message to Kyle's phone using the man's public number, saying:

[i]Hey, you, Kyle, was it? Anyway, I want to hire you for a job; meet me in the Spaceport in six more hours.[/i]

Castyel raises an eyebrow when he sees Mikhail texting, but doesn't snoop. With a small headshake he settles back into his seat to keep watching the movie.

Kyle's phone beeped, notifying him that he had a text message.  He read it.  [i]Interesting.  Peacemaker wants to talk.  Well, I guess I could take on another job, as long as it doesn't interfere with this one.[/i]  He sent back a responce, saying that he'd be there.

[b][i]Five hours later[/i][/b]

Natsumoto Industry's medical research division awaited the arrival of their newest case study, Mikhail Peacemaker.  He would likely be impressed with what they had designed using their study of his powers.  The Hope sensor, which was setting on the table in the form of a scanner which mapped out sources based on relative strength, was obvious, but there were two other devices planned, one of which R&D had rushed to get an early prototype of finished.

"'Wow!" said Mikhail as he strapped the second device, a shield generator that was enhanced by his power, onto his arm. "This is amazing!" 

"It's just a prototype," said Dr. Kwan.  "By incorperating the Hope sensor we were able to able to enhance its effectiveness using the wearer's own Hope.  It's only a maximum of a 50% boost currently, as it's an early prototype, but the combination of the two shows great promise.

"Thanks; this is going to be awesome! So, the third device...when is it going to be built?"

"Should take about a month to get the first prototype out.  This is unlike any tech we've built before.  Creating solid constructs from electricity is somewhat related to the forcefield tech, but it's different enough that we'll have to rework the entire device from the ground up.  That shield you're wearing should hit market by then, though it should be much more stable than the one you're wearing.

Mikhail nodded, before saying:

"Thanks for, well, everything. I presume I can leave now? I'm eager to return back to Earth."

"Sure." said Dr. Kwan.  Take those two protypes with you if you want, we can always make more and I'm sure your friends in the US government would love to see them.  They've already been offered personal shield devices by our sales division, but they didn't think the devices would help the troops enough.  Maybe these new shields will be more to their liking."

"Possibly, but I think that they'll only accept them once the diplomacy between our two entities secures both an alliance and guarantees," Mikhail's voice was light. "But, still, I hope more than ever that we can establish both peaceful coexistence and colonization of the stars."

"And with that, me and Castyel say goodbye." And with a wave, Mikhail turned to leave.

Castyel had kept his head down the entire time, he can't help it as he subconciously takes in information and files it away for later. Most likely, he will never use it though. He is snapped out of it when Mikhail says his name and leaves, this causes him to give a quick nod and follow Mikhail out.

[hr]

Mikhail and Castyel then went to meet Kyle at the Spaceport. Once the boy sighted the private investigator, he would approach him less openly than he had done with Cas, but still very relaxed, before saying:

"Glad you decided to hear me out."
 
"Of course," he said.  "Why wouldn't I?"  He paused for a few seconds.  "You said something about a job?"

"Yeah..." said Mikhail. "For my return to Earth, I'm going to form a team to take down Alkaev's holdings in Azeribaijan; the Baku Oil Fields, specifically. That would help let up the pressure on our Kurdish Clients."

"Sound's like a big job.  Normally I'm not a mercenary, more of a bodyguard, but, then again, we're talking about Alkaev."  

"Glad you're with me, then," Mikhail said, holding out his hand. "Let's do this." 

"I didn't actually say I was with you." Kyle corrected the new guy.  "I'm here with a client right now.  They dug up some dirt on one of the Corps and I've got to make sure they're safe, at least until the corp has no reason to kill them any more."

Mikhail projected a force field around himself, Kyle, and presumably Castyel, one that would hide them from all surveillance.

"Tell me more. If the Corps are up to something, we can shift the team's focus to stopping [i]that[/i], instead."

"I can't give you details.  I don't think you'd turn on me, but if they have an agent in the city, they might find out and become a threat.  Shouldn't take more than a few days, maybe a week, to clear up the situation, then I'm all yours."

Of course, Cas is more likely to turn against Kyle then Mikhail is. For now though, he remains quiet...with his sunglasses back in place his emotions are hard to read. After all, Mikhail is the only one he has opened up to. Anyone else will get the unemotional wall that may or may not be watching every move carefully to figure out if what is happening is quality information or dangerous to him.

"So, what do you think, Cas'?" Mikhail asked. "We wait till we return to Earth, or perhaps we can give him a helping hand, locating all agents of his current enemy in the city and busting them? Knowing your skills, I think we'll be done just in time for the ship to depart."

Cas goes into a thinking pose, if he helped that would move things along faster. "Sure, i'll have to get some stuff though since being blue doesn't help one blend in" That was aimed more at Mikhail since it has humor laced through it, to Kyle he nods. At least he never fully unpacks when he goes on any form of trips so after everything was finished it would only take him seconds to be ready to leave.