Jez: I want to change him for me. I don't like the way he's come out, or off. As for pushing him into the background, that's a very good idea. I'm going to try that. Once we get to Of Dragon Souls, at least.
"That's not an oil rig, it's a space station!" Adam laughed. So did Shego. Genny swept around to the chopper pad, not touching down. She was considerably heavier than the weight restriction, so she hung just under the edge of the platform, while Ron and Adam jumped away. Adam had a small palm pilot in hand, though he wouldn't say what exactly it was for. They were met by representatives of the company, including two guards, armed with AK-47's.
"Isn't that a bit dangerous?" Ron asked.
"What?" The taller of the two officials, his name tag identified him as Mr. Anderson.
"Guns like that on an oil rig." He pointed to the two guards.
"Safety measures, and as long as they're careful, there's no danger." The other man, a Mr Davreau replied.
"I assume they have incendiary loads for meeting incoming aircraft?" Adam asked suddenly. Anderson nodded. Adam nodded as well, and returned to his palm pilot. Ron raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.
"How many ways on or off the rig?" He asked.
"Two, the chopper pad, and a small boat dock, but the dock is gated, and we could see, or hear anything coming into the chopper pad." Davreau replied.
"Any naval defenses?" Adam asked.
"Just the gate." Anderson replied. "It's almost an inch thick."
"Locked, and drop, or swinging?" Adam queried.
"Locked, and swinging." Anderson answered after a moment's thought.
"Thanks." Adam replied. He tapped his palm pilot again. "Any heavy weapons?"
"No, those AK's are the biggest on the place." Davreau shook his head. Adam tapped on last command and laid on the floor. As Anderson opened his mouth to say something, there was an explosion and then they were flooded with heavily armored men. Ron noted they were all wearing a UCS logo on their jackets. They were only armed with pistols, but when two hundred men in full body armor step out of the woodwork, with .45's, even an AK-47 isn't a lot of help.
"Some security. The hinges are on the outside of the door. The explosion was a sound effect. Congratulations, we're all dead." Adam shook his head. "Alright, return to the ship, we've got things to discuss." As quickly as they'd appeared the armored men vanished. Adam smiled enormously. "Might I interest you in the USC naval wall?"
"We're not here to sell things to them." Ron snapped in his ear. Adam didn't stop smiling as he replied.
"I get a thirty percent commission on anything I sell, and I'll give you half." He told the blond. Ron smiled.
"It's virtually impenetrable." There was an almost identical sour look on the two faces of the men.
"Kimmie? Have I mentioned that I don't like the forest?" Shego asked. Kim grunted. "No, I mean I really, really don't..." Kim slapped a hand across her mouth, and pointed, grunting again. A dozen men all armed with chainsaws appeared beside a huge, almost silent crawler, and a tracked semi. The two vehicles must have been electric powered, because they were completely silent. A quartet of men armed with rifles kept watch.
"Go that way, and give them a light show, then we'll hit them together. When they see the lights, come back here. I'll be on the far side by then." Kim whispered. Shego glared.
"Why do I have to be the distraction?" She asked.
"Because I would have to flash them, and I don't want to." Kim snapped, and vanished into the brush. Shego stared at her. That was odd, she wasn't usually... Oh. She shook her head, and disappeared the other way. Shego lit the air above her on fire, using both her powers, and magical flames, then slipped back around to the position. She caught the first guard looking, and whipped around kicking the others gun out of his hands, following through into a much harder kick to the face. He toppled down. Kim lashed out at the first guard with a chop to the back of the neck, and then felled the other with a kick to the head. Both were moving after the lumberjacks, when a rifle cocking stopped them.
"Just don't make plans like they used to, hey?" Shego asked. Kim nodded.
"Guess we'll have to improvise." She moved, the rifle fired, time slowed, she slipped clear of the bullet, and time reaccelerated, as Shego spun, blasting out, and lifting the man from the ground, and into the trees. They spun back, and took off running after the cutters.
"Any more messages?" Kim asked. Ron shook his head. There was a thud, as Adam and Shego collapsed across the entry. Neither seemed to have been impressed by the fact that as Genny picked up Adam and Ron, Wade had called with a priority alert. Dementor had a positively enormous death ray, that had not only a main trigger, but two backup's, and a fail safe timer. They finally had to just blow it up.
"Then just drag us far enough to close the door, we'll sleep right here." Shego offered, Adam was already snoring.
"It's not that far." Ron grinned. "and it'll be warmer."
"No, just inside the door." Shego replied. Kim glared at her. "Alright." She stood, and turned to wake Adam, but he was floating a few inches off the ground, after a moment, he moved forwards, and ascended the stairs. They watched half fascinated, half scared he was going to fall. He didn't, and made it all the way to bed, and wrapped himself in blankets, without breaking the even pace of his snoring.
"What a nut." Kim laughed.
