Sep — Roleplayer Guild

Location: The Hub, Classified.

"Don't touch Lola." The engineer who had just walked onto the bus paused as his hand was centimeters away from the 1962 red corvette that sat in the garage area of the bus. Agent Phil Coulson wasn't even looking, standing on the balcony up to the main deck working on his tablet. He turned around to the tech with a stern glance, who raised his hands in a non-threatening gesture as he backed away slowly. He turned his attention back to the tablet, which currently held image of one of his oldest friends, Director Nicholas J Fury. He spoke into it as he walked through the plane heading for his office. "You know Sir, I'm still unsure on the team you sent on the latest Avengers mission. Stark may be a genius but is he not a little young for combat?" 

Fury just leaned back in his chair, away from the camera. "It came down to Wilson needing someone there, you know how it is Cheese. They needed someone to deal with the technological aspect, Pyms away doing other things." Phil just chuckled.

"You realize there are other geniuses, right?" He put his fingerprint to the door scanner, the lock clicked as it released and he pushed the door open and closed it behind him. It was somewhat redundant to have a scanner on the door but he didn't trust a lot of the techs running around the Hub not to touch any of his antiques, it had taken him time to gather the collection he had. That was to say nothing of the Captain America trading cards. Not the modern ones based off Sam Wilson, but the original. While he had nothing against the current Captain America in his mind there would only ever be one.

"Yes, I know. So far on the scale we have Banner, who is a wanted criminal. Reed Richards who is nearly as experienced in this as Tony Stark and the Pyms. I agree with your theories that Spider-man may in fact be worthy of the list but even we haven't managed to get a fix on who he is yet and the Security Council hasn't deemed him worthy of being classed as a threat so we haven't been able to devote more manpower to finding out who he is yet."

"You realize maybe he is keeping his identity secret for a reason? He is one of the good guys." Phil sat down behind his desk, placing four hands on the screen he swiped to the left as the video transferred onto a screen on the far wall. "Which is why I recommended him to the initiative, I'll respect that Wilson rejected the idea." Fury sat forward, getting in a word before Phil could continue.

"Enough about the Avengers, have you picked your team yet? Don't make me assign one to you, I can give you anyone." Phil nodded and a look of relief washed across Fury's face, he could understand why. He hadn't exactly been quick in picking a team, Fury had had missions lined out for a team that wasn't even formed yet. Meant to be the friendly face of S.H.I.E.L.D in tough situations, a self sufficient unit fully mobile. Though until now the unit only consisted of one person. Though after reviewing the dossiers some more, he had finally come to a conclusion.

"For a start, I'm taking-"

Watcher

Variables were moving along the board with increased ferocity, there were some assets he needed to move as soon as possible such as Lana. He couldn't let her sit in reserve for long, the sooner he got in touch with her the better. To that end he sent a grid of co-ordinates to her cellphone, she was rather inquisitive so with any luck she'd follow the co-ordinates and end up where she needed to be. The issue was bringing them all together, too much at once would be troubling but with the U.S.F now recruiting powered individuals there was considerable pressure to beat them to the 'punch' as it were. Such powers within the hands of the UN and their allies would just throw Mars into an ever descending spiral of oppression, historical archives were enough to prove that. After all George Santayana once said that those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it. This was repetition, all of this had happened before and unless they were successful it would all happen again.

His job was to not let that happen, humanity had ruined their own world. Paved it with buildings and 'wonders', now Mars was a second chance and they sought to bleed it, and the people, dry. When if they wanted they could make it into a bountiful garden a new Eden. Which was exactly where he was sending Lana, another old failed facility the likes of which he had reason to believe Cassandra was now sitting in. Though this one was considerably larger. He sighed, he didn't want to rush people into this. They had to make the choice, they had to see... understand. He was already unhappy at how the U.S.F forced his hand with Cassie but he couldn't wait any long, he had to stack his deck.

His only worry was Lydia. No way he could let the U.S.F get their hands on her, in this age of technology such an ability was essentially world changing. Everything was connected in the modern era, everything. Only reason he was safe from being found was because he had such a vast understanding that he could hide every little action he did. Reaching out to her would be complicated, potentially dangerous or ruining if the Lorne Corporation had complete control of her and her actions. Though there were other actions, rooting some intel around the web he smiled as the information reached where it needed to, middle man contact was the only one that was likely to work. At least for now, it was the least dangerous.

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