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Post by Tessan Toov on Feb 18, 2012 22:05:13 GMT -5
As the elevator takes them slowly upward, rattling all the way, Tessan tries to think about how she's going to explain all of this, but she keeps getting caught on the part where she actually has to think.
Awkwardly, she says, "Good fight. Hey, can you hear right now, or are your ears still broken?"
It does not occur to her that her question may be in vain.
Eventually, the elevator door rolls open.
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Post by Hellbender on Feb 19, 2012 8:48:16 GMT -5
This is Detroit. Stuff happens. Costigan flexes one shoulder, loosening the joint a bit; he might have strained it somewhat tearing that bunker door loose.
"Huh?" He cups one hand around his ear and shakes his head. "Eardrum's not ruptured, but mah ears are still kinda stunned. Ah'm sorry if Ah didn't hear what you were saying; don't mean to ignore you, ma'am."
Dale and one of the mine shift supervisors wait at the top of the shaft for them. Dale's eyes widen in shock at their appearance. "My god, what happened down there? Fred, call 911! Tessan, let's get you to a chair and where's Miranda with the first aid kit? Is anything broken or bleeding profusely?"
"Whoa!" Costigan holds up a hand and says, "Dale, slow down and repeat whut you said real loud and slow-like, 'cause Ah'm mostly deaf right now. Someone get some first aid for Ms. Toov, she's a bit beaten up right now. Ah'm okay, it looks worse than it is, but Ah think we both would kinda like some dry clothes. Dale, you got you a situation down there."
Fred will offer his arm to Tessan with the intent of helping her down the hall to a conference room with comfortable chairs, where Miranda (the efficient executive assistant from earlier in the evening) will show up with a first aid kit. Costigan and Dale follow along to the same conference room.
Dale blinks and repeats his question, louder and slower. "WHAT HAPPENED DOWN THERE?"
Costigan replies, "Well, the bad news is there was an aqueduct dug between the bottom level and the Rouge River. The good news is that we pretty much managed to seal up the inflow, so you should be able to recover your salt if you pump out the brine and evaporate it, like Ah told you earlier."
"Someone dug an aqueduct? Wha??" The world just stopped making sense to Dale.
Either Costigan's hearing is getting better, or he's a sudden expert in lip-reading--or Dale's reaction is just that predictable. "Yep. The worse news is we need to call the MCU, on account of because your mine was invaded by a pack of some kind of fishmen. They were right unfriendly, too--kept trying to shoot us. Ah'd call 911 myself, but my cellphone is right useless after all that. Seriously."
Dale simply stares in shock, mouth open. Fred, the shift supervisor, is of a more practical turn of mind, and picks up the phone to call the police. "Detroit. Go figure. How many are left? Are they going to come up and attack us? I can have some of our toughest guys down here in maybe twenty minutes..."
Costigan points at his ear. "Still half-deaf from the demo charges, sorry if Ah missed your question, but answerin' what Ah think you said: Ah'm not sure if any of 'em are still up to fightin'; we didn't warn 'em before we set off the demo charges to seal the aqueduct."
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Post by Tessan Toov on Feb 19, 2012 12:31:01 GMT -5
Tessan makes a face over Dale fussing that she needs to sit down and receive first aid. As she ambles along to the conference room, she sulks, "The only thing that I need is a beer."
She likes mead, too, she has discovered. In another life, Tessan was a Viking, apparently. Beer is easier to get, though.
Grudgingly, Tessan sits down in the conference room, and she adds, "They're called Sub-Atlanticans, and they have lasers. I wouldn't send any of the guys down there." No offense, but she's seen them in bar fights, and it is all that Tessan can do not to laugh at their fighting 'skills'. The Sub-Atlanticans would make fishbait out of them. Even a walking wounded trained soldier can take out a cocky civilian. "Better to just... let the MCU mop it up on charges of..." She rubs the back of her head, searching for the word. "...terrorism? No." Tessan frowns. She says, as if repeating something she had heard many times but does not quite understand, "An unprovoked war of aggression." She waves her hand. "Anyway, they have body armour, and the guys don't."
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Post by Hellbender on Feb 21, 2012 22:42:32 GMT -5
Costigan nods in agreement. "Ayep. This ain't a bar brawl we're talking about, or a pack of overzealous protestors. Call MCU, and Fred? Get Ms. Toov--no, get us both a beer. Hell, get a six pack or two and some burgers. It's been that kind of night."
He sits heavily in one of the deep leather chairs, salt water soaking the floor as Dale finally finds his cell phone and starts dialing. "Ah reckon the cops are going to want to talk to all of us. Ah, for one, would like some dry clothes, cold beer and hot food before that. Seriously."
----- Fade to MCU thread?
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