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Bonus mission unlocked: Get the abstinent armsman and Eldar Farseer drunk !


This seems like a wonderful terrible idea. D:

(Blackbird of Chernobyl)


Celestine let out a heavy sigh and shook her head back and forth a few times in disappointment. This type of outcome was expected, but how dense the man was and how he assumed they had kidnapped someone on top of everything, made it worse. She was unsure of what she could say at this point, so just let the others around her speak their parts for the moment being. In the meantime, she evaluated the room they were inside of, and the thought of using her Technopath abilities came to mind, perhaps a distraction of some sort? The table they were chained to would be a good start, or maybe a camera would shut off or glitch? A smile formed upon Celestine's face as she thought of ways to cause trouble, but she knew doing so would most likely only make things worse for all of them.

With her right hand, she spun the contents of her coffee, looking into the dark liquid as it moved around in a counter clockwise pattern. The currents reminded her of when they first arrived at The Raft, though those waters were much more chaotic and move without what was meaning, or at least appeared to be meaning. Celestine's sapphire blue eyes scanned the room once more, drifting from each member of her team, to the SHIELD agent, to the door where freedom awaited her, or perhaps something else. Only time would tell what would happen next, and she hoped the others were doing better than they were, perhaps they were even making progress with getting them all freed. She shrugged her shoulders lightly then returned her focus to the man who decided their fate, or at least pretended to.

(Blackbird of Chernobyl)


Having laid her head down upon the high-tech table in front of her, Celestine had been listening to what the others were saying and was about to fall asleep again when the door to the interrogation room opened. Through the doorway came a individual who did not look to be like the normal interrogator that she would have assumed to show in his place. In one of his hands he held a tray of coffee, and from the smell coming from them, it appeared the coffee was fresh. Both of these things were of course enough to pull Celestine away from her nap and to refocus on where she was and what was currently happening around her. As soon as he had introduced himself as Agent Jimmy Woo, and flashed a badge apparently out of nowhere, a smile crept across The Blackbird of Chernobyl's face, she had seen that trick before, and in fact knew how to perform it. The question was then posed, who would speak up first? Celestine responded to that question quickly, "Actually I would like to." she said, taking a coffee from the table with a nod of her head, "Thanks for the coffees by the way."

There was a momentary pause while Celestine collected her thoughts, "Well first off I would like to say that I usually enjoy my coffee with a little bit of creamer, or perhaps a mocha or even pumpkin spice late, I do enjoy a black cup of straight coffee every once in a while." She would pull her mask up just enough to take a few sips of the content before setting it back down the table in front of her. "All joking aside, I am sure you have heard some pretty insane stories that turned out to be true over your time working for SHIELD, right? From aliens, to other strange occurrences, this is all pretty much every day, nothing out of the ordinary. Well this is one of those stories, and I hope you will keep an open mind."

"Back where we are originally from, we were deployed from SHIELD to investigate a super maximum security prison that is mostly underwater known as The Raft. It has sustained critical damage and quite a few high profile prisoners had escaped, and our mission was to find out how this had happened, who had escaped, and what could be done. We came to discover that Dr. Doom and Luminous had most likely both escaped through some sort of portal anomaly that now awaited us. One of our team members reached out to it and we all ended up transported here, wherever here is still remains a mystery to most of us. I have seen advanced technology before but this Times Square is quite a bit different than the one I am used to, did not see five Starbucks on one block either, very strange."

"It was decided that we had to get somewhere and find out where we actually were, it was voted upon that the best way to do that was to take the subway system somewhere, lay low and gather information on what just happened. Though as you and I both know, we did not make it that far. On the subway train, the car was decupled and then our new friends showed up. Sparky ended up taking a wound to the chest, a few others got injured, Cass number two got her arm cut off then it regrew, then we were drugged and ended up here wherever here actually is, once more. Quite a day in all honestly."
Celestine took another sip of her coffee and continued, "Is our injured friend stable? That is my biggest concern at the moment."

(Blackbird of Chernobyl)


As soon as Celestine had felt to dart make contact with her neck, she struggled against the effects of whatever mix of drugs it contained. Her vision formed a gray tunnel, but she quickly fought herself out of it before the tunnel returned, this time, a black abyss that overtook her no matter how had she had attempted to stay conscious. An attempt was made, but in the end, these Iron Legion had defeated them. This was the last thought Celestine had before collapsing upon the ground.

When her eyes opened next, the world spun around her, blurs of color, and a painful headache of which she had not felt in many years assaulted her mercilessly. The confusion and disorientation from whatever she had been drugged with was beginning to wear off, leaving her to find that she was handcuffed to some sort of technological table she had never seen before. Once she had fully regained her faculties, she noticed that she had been changed into a prisoner jumpsuit, and some sort of collar around her neck, none of this bode well for her. For some reason, the first concern she had was her face mask, by some miracle or mercy, it still remained, only her bright sapphire blue eyes showing from it. That alone, was enough to cause a sly smile to spread across her face. The Blackbird of Chernobyl noticed that Oliver, Niah, Bonnie were also in the same room as her, dressed in the same prisoner jumpsuit, with the same collar around their neck. The thought of using her Technopath ability crossed her mind, but if the collars were explosive, that would end extremely poorly for all of them, so for now she merely listened to what the others were saying around her.

Suddenly, she was hit by a wave of nostalgia, one she could not fully explain, but then memories flooded her mind like a violent flood through a broken floodgate. The room around her became a prison, yes, but one used for training, she remembered herself being mercilessly interrogated by her own people as part of her training as an infiltrator, an assassin. "Говорить! Кто вас послал!? (Speak! Who sent you?!)" The large burly man who wore a full suit of black spec-ops Spetsnaz armor yelled at Celestine before hitting her with a metal, electrified baton which caused her vision to fade to black and white from the pain. "Я работаю для твоей мамы. (I work for your mother.)" said Celestine before she was hit once again with the baton.

Her memories moved forward, and she found herself running down a brightly lit hallway towards a man in heavy armor, dressed like a Shield operative. He had turned to fire upon her with a high caliber rifle, but Celestine quickly disarmed the man by breaking his left arm, then used that left arm to heave him over her left shoulder and swing the man onto the ground where she quickly brought her left knee to the mans neck, while grabbing onto his rifle and arming herself all at the same time. This would have broken the neck and killed him on the spot, but a bell rang, and a voice came over the speakers around her. "Eight seconds, run it again till we reach five!" The drill would resume, again and again, different ways of taking out the guard experimented with.

Her memories once more moved forward in time, finding herself standing in a dark and ominous room where three figures sat behind a black desk, their faces obscured from sight. "Agent Celestine, you had struck fear across many fields of battle and have become our most valuable agent, you have even become known as The Blackbird of Chernobyl, for this we entrust upon you a mission of the utmost importance. You will infiltrate the Iron Legion's intelligence and paramilitary operation, SWORD under a false identity. Gather as much information as you can, sew havoc across their ranks, and report back to us for debriefing. We are putting our trust into you Celestine, do not fail us."

As soon as the flood of memories had ceased, she narrowed her eyes slightly but kept her mouth shut for the moment, saying anything about this could result in her getting killed, or much worse. Would her friends even believe her if she said something to them about it? Celestine was in all truth, unsure. Instead, she commented to those around her, "Might I say, I appreciate how calm all of you are currently. Our best option at the moment is to play along and do as they say, these collars could be explosive but I am betting on them being electrical to shock us into shape if we misbehave. So for all of our sanities, please behave." Celestine's voice seemed a bit different from normal, her accent was heavier, and carried more weight.

(Blackbird of Chernobyl)


"I am unsure if this version of Cass still trusts me or not, but I would honestly be surprised if she does after all that has happened here." said Celestine into her teams coms as she observed the woman reform her arm as if this type of thing was common. "Does that hurt? Wish I had that kind of technology." she thought to herself. Celestine carefully walked over to Sparky and took a knee, looking over her then back up to Niah, "What is this supposed to do exactly? Wait neverminded, as long as it helps her I do not care." commented Celestine before she turned to their new friends, "What is your next move, Team lead? would you also mind lowers those weapons, everyone has surrendered and I see no need to keep them posed as such." She tilted her head slightly, moving herself in between this worlds Cass and Sparky.

The Blackbird of Chernobyl would take a knee once more alongside Sparky, occasionally glancing up to Niah with a look of curiosity and concern before turning her attention back to the individual who had taken a stay bullet. "We need to watch our fire in the future, friendly fire incidents such as this should not happen, ever." said Celestine into her teams coms. The thought of what type of caliber it would take it break through the heavy armored suits that the others wore crossed her mind. It would most likely take something higher than a 5.56 Caliber, and she hoped that her 308 Blackout rounds could do so if she ever needed to fight back against them. They had always done to job in the past, but this was a much different scenario than what she was used to. "Armor piercing explosive rounds, I will need to pick some of those up, and a shield, and a proper melee weapon, perhaps some grenades?" though Celestine to herself as she waited for what would happen next.


(Blackbird of Chernobyl)


"No, do not close your eyes, stay with us alright? Focus on me and we will get through this together." said Celestine in a calm and collected voice before responding to Matt's question about taking control of the suits of armor. "Have not tried yet, I need to focus on stabilizing Sparky, then I will. However, I do need your assistance in keeping her awake and what I am about to do next, I will guide you if need be." Reaching for the blood draw bag with her left hand, she grasped onto it swiftly and opened the package that contained the needle and tubing. Pulling back the sleeve that covered her left arm, she was about to attempt to find a suitable vein when she noticed movement out the corner of her right eye. Her head snapped to the right just in time to see one of the Iron Legion reach out. With no time to react, she was picked up and tossed like a children's toy across the train car, hitting the back door and falling to the cold steel floor below. The world spun around her and she struggled to regain herself, but managed to get onto her feet. The thought of reaching for her heavily modified FN SCAR came to mind, but her better judgement and the thought of merely having the rounds bounce off the armor crossed her mind.

"Matt, I am quite disoriented at the moment, not sure how long this is going to take to ware off but you need to help Sparky regardless. You need to keep her from bleeding out, see what you can do while I attempt to deal with these Iron Legion." Reaching out with her Technopath ability, she attempted to lock up the nearest Iron Legion, but it seemed to have a little effect before it returned to normal. "An attempt was made with little effect, I may try again later but we do need to leave, I just wish we could stabilize Sparky before doing so." said Celestine into her teams coms before coming up with an idea. "Are we really attacking medics who are tending to injured individuals? Are we not better than that? Even more so when it is a friendly force, so much for the days of Chivalry. You are team lead Cass, are you willingly going to allow such a thing?" said Celestine into open coms so this worlds Cass would hear her.



"I have been in many storms before but this is something entirely different." commented Aviza as she held up the rear of the group with the others who had been ordered to do so. "The sensors in my Argus armor are not showing any other life signs besides from the basics that are expected. I am half tempted to remain at the entrance of the cave to ensure we do not get flanked from any hostiles but I am sure my armor and Shih will be more than enough help if something does decide to flank us." continued the Spartan, who checked over her armor and weapons, while carefully stepping over the remains of the tentacle-like vines. Without saying a word, she powered on her crimson colored energy sword in her left hand as if having such a thing was nothing out of the ordinary. Of course, Aviza knew that not only holding but also fighting with one of these weapons could be seen dishonorable to the teams Sangheili, but she was losing her reason to care.

As they entered the much larger chamber, Aviza quickly scanned the room and took note of the massive Tengmaa bulb, considering tossing a grenade or explosive charge down at it but decided to speak with her team before taking such an action. "I have a few M379 Explosive Packs and some grenades, my thought is using one of them, any other ideas?" asked Aviza as her HUD then informed her of the movement around them. "Oh also, sensors are showing movement again, so let's make a choice quickly." said Aviza as she grabbed onto a M379 charge and waved it about as if trying to entice the others.

(Blackbird of Chernobyl)


"I do not think any of you are really listening to what we are trying to say." began Celestine as she turned her focus towards this universes Cass. "You have all undoubtedly fought against many strange hostiles, and if you trust me enough, it would be wise to consider that we are not from this current reality, what the others are saying is true." The Black Bird of Chernobyl still spoke in the calm and collected tone that held little emotion, but when the Black Iron Man suited figures engaged the rest of her squad, she quickly sprung into action. At first, she reached for her heavily modified Scar but then thought better of the action. She would only use lethal rounds against the targets if it was absolutely necessary, and it was damn near close to that.

Through the erupting chaos that surrounded her, she managed to pick up the voice of her squads Cass and her recommendation of attempting to shut down the Black Iron Man suits. "I like this idea, but it is going to piss them off either way." said Celestine as she reached out with her Technopath ability, in an attempt to lock the suits of armor in place, making them immovable. Regardless of the outcome, her HUD informed her that Spark's had received an injury, and one apparently to the chest. She would vanish for a few seconds before reappearing alongside Sparky's side, taking a knee and reaching into the sealed satchel she kept on herself at all times. Her advanced medical kit was pulled from it, and placed upon the ground along side the wounded individual.

"Matt, I am going to need your help here." began Celestine, as she opened the kit and started to remove some things she expected she would need. Celestine pulled out a pack of gauze and applied it to the wound, she would release the pressure for a moment with her hands and instead placed her knee down for more pressure. "We do not have anywhere to apply a tourniquet, but I have other ways to make this work." commented Celestine as she quickly handed Matt a Chest seal. "Put that over the wound please Matt." asked The Black Bird of Chernoybl. All of this happened in a short amount of time as the fighting continued around her and Matt.

(Blackbird of Chernobyl)


"Slight situation here friends, I can not get any clear information on the blueprints or even layout of the subway tunnels here via my data-pad. Does not seem like we will have any clear guidance on finding another way out of the tunnels." Commented Celestine calmly as she stepped onto the Subway train car, suddenly hit by an unexplained wave of nostalgia. "Perhaps this reminds me of the Subway station back in Russia? Oh, maybe it has to do with that trip I took with my family to Moscow." commented Celestine under her breath as she settled in for the ride that she assumed would hopefully only take a few moments. Her eyes caught the rest of the squad as they attempted to comfort Oliver who had apparently pulled himself together, looking a bit better from before. "Your looking better there Oliver, I am sure you will have yourself together here shortly." She said this with a nod of her head, and honesty behind the tone of her voice.

Glancing down at her Data-Pad, she scrolled through current news articles from this new world, pretending to pay attention to what she was reading but in truth, focusing intently on all happenings around her. "Anyone else find it just a bit odd or concerning that everyone is mass evacuating from this train car to the others?" Inquired Celestine through her helmets coms, though it most likely would have been fine if she said that through her helmet due to the fact that they were now alone. The gentle sound of what could have been rain drops falling upon the top of the train car drew her attention away from what she had been thinking, and her eyes swiftly glanced upward. "Does not sound like rain to me, could be pipes leaking but..." That sentence was not finished, for a group of ten individuals in black Iron Man-esque armor dropped through the emergency exit.

"Was only a matter of time I guess." Thought Celestine to herself as she stood up from her seat and moved to stand alongside the rest of her squad. The mention of three of her squamates being wanted for extreme acts of terrorism and violence was concerning to say the least, but what really worried her way the mention of her own last name. "I understand this may not be the best time to speak up, and I am most certainly not resisting, just merely wanting to help clear up any misunderstandings here. I heard the mention of the name Novastrov, which is actually my last name, and can prove it to be true if you would allow me to show you all my California identification card." commented Celestine in a calm and collected voice that held not hostility.


(Blackbird of Chernobyl)


Celestine had been doing her best to decipher the rest of the message she had received via her helmets HUD while the others scrambled around her. She had not noticed that they were about to pass through the DNA scanners at the moment, her mind wandering on what she considered more important topics. "Ragnarok, doesn't that have something to do with the end of times in Norse Mythology? Pardon me, not mythology anymore with Thor and Loki around." said Celestine, mostly to herself as she tailed behind the rest of the squad. What finally broke her concentration was Oliver's idea, it was better than blindly marching through the scanners, so she agreed and reached out, taking the mans hand in her own. Celestine had personally not felt anything during or after, and the thought of if the attempt had been successful or not, crossed her mind.

"How do we know if that worked or not? Also, are you alright? You seem to be uh, more transparent? I'm guessing this is not a normal occurrence." observed The Blackbird of Chernobyl, taking a knee next to the man, but not getting close enough to accidently touching the afflicted individual. Celestines cyan eyes glanced back up and away from Oilver as she heard Cassandra mention her name and the fact that she was indeed a technopath. "A good idea Cassandra, I will return your tablet as soon as I am complete, I just hope this works." She swiftly took the tablet in both of her hands and focused her attention into it, and the surrounding technology to attempt to gather the requested information.

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