It's another slow day at OsCorp. Everyone wants something from it...and takes a slow and painful time to get rejected.
In a lab upstairs, many powered gliders hang. In many glass cases in the walls, androids are kept. They all look like goblins. They all have green trim...
In the CEO's office, Norma faces the long day. There are a lot of prospective clients she needs to reject. There are a lot of civil servants with unfair-yet-fair requests to make of her. Sometimes she has no idea why she was super-quick to step up to the role of CEO of Oscorp...other than that she's an Osborn, that is.
At least in an age of quills, she's typing on a computer. It's a bit Cold War-esque...but as far as she's concerned, it does more and faster work than a quill sure can.
Speed Demon wasn't her test subject for very long...but her instruments DID collect some useful data...and not to mention some superhuman tissue, that could come in handy. On her desktop, she runs sims with it. She programs the AI in it to run sims on Speed Demon's BS while she's on coffee break.
Her nails are painted green...like her eyes. At work, she makes a lot of people feel uneasy. Frankly, though, she just thinks that everyday life is just a LITTLE boring. Plus, it's never that hard for her to scare people.
Atop OsCorp Tower, a covert jet lands. It's got the letters SILVER SABLE INTERNATIONAL printed across its side.
From its stern, the jet lowers a ramp. From it, Crimson Dynamo walks out, all suited-up.
In the sky, someone shadowy flies around the top of OsCorp Tower. Via an HUD, they zoom in, on where Crimson Dynamo walks, and looks around. One of the icons on the HUD looks like a targeting icon...
Inside its exo-helmet, someone grumbles, vengefully. They fly away, and keep their distance...for now.
Back in Norma's office, Norma types away. Green never looked better on her nails...
Among them, what looks like a tiny red-and-blue mite swings between them, and climbs them, as if they were crane arms. They're MUCH bigger to him.
High above, Norma doesn't see. She just types, coughs against the back of her hand, and keeps typing.
Peter's only seen Norma in this light once...at a ball that Morgan once went to, without him. He recalls how grand it was, ogling up Norma's skirt while hiding inside Morgan's, across the table at which they sat... Ah, good times. With luck, Norma's got weaker senses than Betty. She'd better.
Peter still can't believe he's doing this, so soon after getting caught by Betty. How he must've inconvenienced Ms. Grey, by requiring her to brainwash Ms. Brant, and make her forget her blackmailing of him...
Groaning, Silver Sable crawls through a vent duct, toting an Arctic sniper rifle with a scope. OsCorp sure knows its tech...
At a vent, she takes a break, and gets on the comms, with Doom. "Victor? Please tell me you're okay."
Doom answers. He's in the lab with all the goblin/androids.
"I'm here," he tells her. "And I must say that Norma Osborn has got some of the best vision I've seen in a North American company."
"Great. Just be sure to raise an alarm if you sense trouble. If I know one thing about OsCorp, they don't take security lightly. We've probably already sprung a trap, and don't even realize it yet."
"Copy that. Over and out."
Doom walks around the room, browsing the androids. He's not sure why, but androids have always inspired him...
He stops, when he comes across one that catches his eye. This android has got slits for eyes. He seems a bit steampunk, but... Is this not a steampunk fanfic?
Onward, Norma works. If her tower's been broken into, she doesn't suggest she knows.
Below, on her hand, Mite-Man is still on the prowl. As much as he still adores the view, he can't help but notice that she wears a loose top. She's a bit flat-chested, but... She STILL looks great, with bare arms...
Atop the tower, Crimson Dynamo stands watch. Imitating a moonwalking astronaut (not that she knows what that's like, understand), she paces in circles around the roof.
The jet's taken off, and flies a patrol of its own. It's cloaked; no one with human eyes sees it.
Crimson Dynamo is tempted to take to the sky, and show off. Even so, her exosuit needs its power. She's not sure why. She's felt underutilized since joining the Wild Pack...
Nearby, on the roof, Iron Man lands. Crimson Dynamo's confused... But then, it makes sense, that the Avengers have replaced Iron Man this soon after her own desertion from the role.
Crimson Dynamo raises the visor on her suit, revealing Galina Nemirovsky's face. "Hi," she greets Iron Man...or someone who dresses and flies like him. "What are you doing here?"
In her office, Norma keeps working. She barely notices it, when a great exosuit battle commences just outside her office window.
Peter notices it first. He balloons away from Norma's hand...as much as he hates to...and tries to balloon to a spot where he can see it happen...
But he can't do that in time, before an alarm goes off, in the tower. Concerned, Norma puts the tower on lockdown, and deploys the Gobloids, for insurance.
Below, the Gobloids are activated. They smash the glass they're in, and mount their gliders, as they fly by. As they're activated, they all laugh like goblins.
Doom is their closest trespassing target. They laugh, surround him, and aim their gliders' turrets at him.
Gaping, Doom looks around, for a likely way out. There doesn't seem to be. He turns around, and looks at that other android, in the glass case. Somehow, it hasn't answered the alarm...
"Volley," the Gobloids say. Beneath them, their turrets heat up.
Desperate, Doom aims his hand at the case with the spare android in it, closes his eyes, and starts chanting.
From outside, a lab assistant screams, as she walks past a door that belches fire and smoke, as the Gobloids take down Doom. Or rather, they THINK they've taken him down...
