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Ryu watches the clouds zip by from the small jet he was in, supressing a yawn that suddenly built up in his throat. His mind was a whirlwind of information that occurred recently on the helicarrier. He gives a sigh, resting his head against the window and ignores the chatter that the other occupants were speaking in favour of trying to rest.
It was enough that he had to get a brief explanation on where he was, but also on the team, the organisation and the current situation. In turn, he gave them some information on his world, the God Phoenix, the Science Ninja team, Galactor and the almost year long war against them. He didn't tell them everything, like how they were holding back their own pieces of information, but enough to get a general idea on what was going on. He could tell that despite the world encountering violence so often, the sheer brutality of Galactor's ways would be a bit too much for them all to know about so quickly. Besides, most of the team were already thinking about some of the things Galactor did, but he highly doubted they knew exactly how far they have been going beforehand. Even he had some issues he needed to sort out and out of the science ninja team, he was the most sorted of the team.
But the main thing he was thinking about was about this world. He wasn't on his world anymore, as evident by the worldwide events that neither really knew about on top of the sheer technological marvels he's witnessed. The main thing that caught his eye was that this world had a larger selection of people like the Science ninja team on hand, but more powerful and spread out. He sighs, glancing at the team making all sorts of small talk between one another. Several more members of the Avenger's team had joined the Human mecha and the purple archer since the head guy of the military, a Nick Fury had done an interrogation, a man and woman in yellow whom could change size, a guy in blue clothing and a shield and a red headed woman in a black.
The man in the mecha suit was a genius apparently. Tony Stark if he remembered correctly, which he may not of after being informed of so many different names and titles in such a brief amount of time. Still, he decided to examine the energy that his entry in the world caused and see if he could find a way to send him home. He seemed like the leader of the group, or at least a joint leader. He glances at him, who was currently making some rather clever comments to the others in the group from within his armour. The brief group meeting he had with him gave him the idea that he didn't seem to mind him much, a bit snarky at times, but friendly enough. Still calls him a kid though, much to his annoyance.
The archer, Hawkeye or otherwise known as Clint was, alright. He guessed. He was currently rubbing his eye, most likely bruised after he punched him earlier. The glare he sent at him made him grin and stick his tongue out. Immature, sure, but with all the comments about his age, he figured acting like it was explanation enough and it made him feel a little better. But he now knows that his weight made very little difference when it comes to a ninja's speed, having zipped past the entire group to sock him in the face when a comment got under his skin. He may have been restrained afterwards, but there were quite a few chuckles about it as the Archer cursed up a storm and it was so satisfying to hit him. And it was also the perfect opportunity to see how motherly Wasp was when he put on a puzzled look and repeated a swear word the guy was uttering. It turns out, she can get pretty motherly when she slapped him over the head for 'teaching' him a new swear word. The accompanied glare she gave him made the vengeance all the sweeter. Apparently fearing motherly wrath was universal amongst dimensions. Still, he did have some begrudging respect from him for making the hit, although it was concealed with his agitation.
The girl in yellow was someone he kinda liked already. She was friendly and bubbly, a little like Jun and Jinpei combined into one. She was called Wasp but her name was Janet. She did glance at him every now and then, curious most likely but she did give him a smile during those times, like she was being reassuring. She was already ranked the highest in his favourite people at the moment. Although she was a little too similar to the Swan in some regards though, like never anger her otherwise you'll regret it…
The man in yellow, Yellow Jacket or Hank, was strange. Sure, he was also smart, but he was also a little bit odd, swapping emotional states fairly quickly when he got agitated. A tech nut though. Which he was grateful for, since a brief distraction about the tech the ISO had made managed to detract from the conversation from its current path to a more cheerful one. He was currently swapping ideas with Tony about something, most likely from what he described during that interrogation.
The last member of the team he's met so far was Captain America, Steve. He was a conundrum. He was a soldier, he behaved with a lot of discipline, a lot like Ken, but he was also friendly. He seemed to stare at him every now and then, his expression understanding to an extent. He was the joint commander of the team, deferring to the team when their specialities were needed whilst also taking all their ideas in stride.
Fury, who wasn't an Avenger but had a lot of bulk with them, was also a mystery. He knew a lot and seemed to understand all sorts of hidden signals he was telling the group, even to the point where he didn't know what he was signalling the guy. Maybe the eye-patch converted talk into intelligence or something, or he could read minds? He did have this knowing look when Jan hit Clint for 'teaching' him a swear word but at least he stayed quiet about it.
They all had powerful skills and what was here wasn't all of them. There were more like them, spanning the entire continent, heroes that fought the bad guys and protected the world, like the Science Ninja Team did. He was even told that many had powers that could be beneficial to human kind. He already imagined some of them in his world. To be perfectly honest, any of them could take down Galactor easily enough. Iron Man could just hack into their systems and ruin them that way, Captain America could infiltrate just as easily as Ken could whilst taking out the enemy. Hell, even Hawkeye could take most of them down. And if what they said about the Hulk or Thor is true, well, living gods or beings capable of taking down entire armies would ruin Galactor. He still wasn't sure what to make of the fact that an actual god existed but oh well…
This brought him to his next thought, Galactor and the Avenger's reaction to the war against them. When he told them about the, heavily abridged version of the war against Galactor he caught both Fury and Cap exchanging concerned glances. They knew that something else was going on but they were considerate enough to not ask infront of everyone. The others were slightly concerned about his age, asking when exactly he joined the war since he was barely an adult at 17. He had hesitated slightly, debating internally whether or not to tell the whole truth or not, before deciding on part of the truth.
He told them that the war has been going on for just under a year since they didn't ask how long he has been preparing for it and when asked about the other members of the team he told them that Ken and Joe were older whilst Jun and Jinpei were younger. He evaded actually telling them of their ages, leaving it to them to guess or make assumptions.
He then went on, before they could ask anything else, about Doctor Nambu's role in the ISO, the technological advances they have made while pushing Galactor back and the unspecified amount of lives that they have saved or spared in stopping Galactor. He tried speaking in round-about ways, starting on one topic before moving to the next, leaving most of the group's head spinning from all the information that was both relevant and irrelevant and difficult to sort out (except for Fury, Cap and Stark, although thankfully they didn't comment on it).
Yellow Jacket and Iron man both interjected with their own questions about the sorts of technology they used. Although he didn't know too many things about them, he knew enough to let them know of the things that the ISO has developed, such as making nuclear energy safe to use with the minimal radiation waste, converting the waste people make into an energy source and the likes. Although a little annoyed that he didn't know how it was done, they were gathering their own ideas on how to implement them. When a question he wasn't comfortable with them knowing came about, he tried to interject another piece of tech into the answer, hoping to spark another series of questions to distract the group. In a way, he was successful. Yellow Jacket and Wasp were completely distracted from the real goings on and the others wisely kept their mouths shut.
After the interview, as the group was heading to the quinjet, he stayed behind briefly with something he wanted to ask Fury about with SHIELD. Once they were alone, he turned to Fury, eyes narrowed and simply stated that despite his age, he was protecting his home, family and friends. He may be young in their eyes, but against Galactor, even a child who could fight would be valued. Fury's only response to that was to ask him how bloody the war was. His eyes grew sad despite giving a reassuring smile, which apparently answered everything, but just to make sure, he uttered before leaving… "Too bloody. But if it's to prevent man-kinds extinction, then our sacrifice will make it worth it. To ensure no one else has to live through it." He's not sure what Fury's response to that was, but he could almost sense some kind of respect coming from him at that.
Still, the conversation was over and done with and after several hours, the group had decided that it would be an idea to take him into the mansion rather than on the helicarrier. He was quite glad about that, since he did think he would be quite bored if he stayed on the helicarrier, plus, he didn't exactly fit in there with his bird-style still on. With the team bickering back and forth, he glances out the window with a quiet yawn, watching the sky turn to water as the Quinjet did a water landing, the ship shaking slightly as his eyes grew heavier. He gave another yawn, muttering about the angle being too steep for a smooth water entry as he propped an elbow on an armrest.
With everything calmed down and several hours of mundane questioning later, he was running on empty. He wasn't sure if they had some Cola in this world so he refrained from asking since he had some water.
The team wanted to ask him some more questions once they landed and he was dreading answering them, but the adrenalin he experienced since he escaped the infirmary wore off as he approached the jet, making him completely relieved that he didn't have to fly it and could crumble into the nearest seat. A few seconds of watching the water and fish zoom past and his eyes were closing. By the time they approached a metal tube he was asleep, snoring lightly.
It was barely several minutes into that nap when he is nudged awake. Blinking, he looks up at Wasp who was grinning down at him. "You do know you have a room in the mansion. Right?" Even half asleep he could hear the teasing tone in her voice. Giving a yawn and a stretch, he stands up, lifts the helmet up a bit and rubs his eye from under the visor.
"We here?" He supresses a yawn, blinking tiredly when Wasp chuckles.
"Yup, we're here. I suppose you just want to go to bed?" He winces at how, peppy she was.
"Yes please." She grabs his hand and tugs him along, eliciting several chuckles from the other members on the ship whilst also invoking a yawn from someone else. He ignored them all, focussing on the path that Janet was taking to his bed, constantly fighting back the sleep as he waited patiently for the lift to take him up. As he walks down a hallway, he glances out the window and adopts a frown. As Janet opens the door, he mutters under his breath. "How long did that, interrogation take Ms Janet?"
She shrugs, looks at a clock and pokes the air several times as he walks in and towards the bed. "I told you to call me Jan. And, well, it was early afternoon when I arrived and its morning now. I think you were busy with them a few hours before the rest of us came, so over 19 hours give or take a few?" He doesn't reply, rather he groans and lets himself fall on top of the bed, his helmet haphazardly thrown to the side as he clocks out. Over 19 hours on top of recovering from crashing into the river on top of a 17 hour day to target Galactor's base… Sleep was defiantly worth it and being unconscious didn't count. She chuckles and closes the door, leaving him to his sleep.
A/N: End of this chapter. Skipped the second part of the interrogation in favour of doing this, simply because I couldn't figure out exactly what to do for the second half. The first half just flowed out but the second, I had a dozen iterations I wasn't happy with so I just cut it out completly. It's now just referenced. That should make it easier for me encase I want to change or add anything from that interrogation later on.
The characters may be OOC somewhat to the actual show, but from what I've seen I believe I've portrayed them decently enough for someone who is known at home for refusing to use long sentences when shorter ones would convey what I meant.
Again, please critique honestly, I want to know of any mistakes I've made whether it's spelling or grammar mistakes. expect the next fic to crop up in a few weeks while i shuffle ahead with the drafts.