== Be the blind one
Her hair smelled of cherries and her suit of black licorice. Her candy red blood pumped steadily through her veins, and she had an aura of seriousness. There was a gun on the right side of her belt and a tranq on the left. She was trying to look intimidating, but Terezi couldn't see her anyway. A fruitless effort, though Terezi simply appreciated the sweet aromas wafting off of her.
"You have mutant candy blood like Karkles," She observed, then deeply inhaled the woman's scent again. "He might be pleased about that." It was simply an observation, but curiosity flowed steadily from the woman. "Sweet candy red." She added idly. If Terezi could see, she would have noticed the subtle twitch on the woman's face when she said that, but she didn't.
"Karkat has different blood than you?" The woman asked, using his proper name. Terezi guessed that they had already taken blood samples from each of them, so she was probably testing if she would lie. Probably. Maybe.
"What's your name?" Terezi asked instead, while avoiding the question, she wanted to see if her interagator would lie. Probably, but that just enhances the fun.
"Natalie Roman." She said easily, Terezi sniffed again, and stuck out her tongue, tasting the air. Terezi laughed, pounding her fist on the table. She awkwardly removed her glasses and hoped she was looking 'Natalie' straight in the eye. Natalie was obviously unsettled by the sight of Terezi's red flushed eyes. She thought it was nice to have creatures to terrorize with her super scent and taste powers.
"Don't lie to me. I can smell it, I can taste it, and that is not your name." Terezi retorted. A subtle wiff of shock hit Terezi's nose, satisfying her. 'Natalie' was contemplating her next move, wondering if it was a bluff. Terezi simply sat, a victorious smirk on her face.
"Agent Romanov." Stated the cherry-haired woman, revising her previous answer. Terezi's face twisted. The answer was a truthful one, but who ever had 'Agent' as a first name? Either it was some weird alien name, or it was actually her title. Though given their current setting and situation, Terezi pegged it as a title. She laughed suddenly, leaning over the table as far as her handcuffs would let her.
"Hello, Agent." She breathed. She looked up as a wave of tension hit her nostrils, forcing it's way into the room through the crevices along the one-way mirror's sides. Terezi stood, leaning as far as she could towards the mirror to her right. The handcuffs jingled against the table, reminding her not to break them, lest she wish to antagonize the red one. Antagonizing wasn't so much the problem to her, actually. It was quite fun, but she wished to stay conscious as long as possible this time around.
"Seven." She said suddenly. Seven distinct smells (combined with Agent's own scent) swirled into one as they breezed around the room. While she couldn't identify the owners of them all, she picked out the delicious scent and taste of the one with cherry-honey armor. Sadly he wasn't wearing the armor, though he had recently taken it off. She frowned, then laughed, sitting back in her seat.
"It is unjust to keep a girl (much less a blind one) prisoner when she has done nothing wrong. As an aspiring Grand Legislacerator, I would know." Terezi said with as much mock innocence as she could muster. Though her 'illusion' quickly fell when she smirked at her amazing abilities at being so coy. She began to think fondly of her own many trials, especially of the most recent fall of the Senator Lemonsnout.
"You knocked out Karkat with one punch and simultaniously broke his nose. What is a 'Grand Legislacerator'?" Agent quipped. If Terezi could roll her eyes, she would have right then. But she didn't, as she couldn't, instead she waved her hand dismissively.
"That's for Karkat to brood over with excessive rage and distaste for my excistance while I laugh at how weak he is, not for such alien beasts such as yourselves to interfere and place yourselves as our mediator." Terezi avoided explaining the grand civic duty that she aspired to have. She thought for a minute before adding. "If I wanted to kill him I probably would have done it already... If that's what you're worried about." She laughed, breaking the handcuffs off the table and then apart from each other, giving her hands full mobility. Agent abruptly stood, gun poised and ready to fire as Terezi rested her glasses on her face. She ran a hand through her hair and stretched, moving toward the mirror and resting her face against it. She moved to the edge, tapping the glass and sliding her tongue across it as she went.
Still seven people in the other room, off-put by her display most likely. And the glass was much too sturdy to try and break through. Unless she was Equius, which she wasn't.
== Be the strong one
Equius is unavailable at this point in time due to complicated events related to the temporal structure of the universe and a silly computer game. Nevertheless, he does show up in this timeline but not at a time relatively close enough to the one named 'current' to be able to break down the mirror for the teal blood. Messing with the structure of a universe (much less two!) is bound to cause crazy time lapses between the first party and the following, even if all the players managed to join at the exact same point in time. Otherwise referred to as 'lag'.
== Be the green strong one
Dr. Banner had never seen a condition like Terezi's. And from her statement, it resulted in her blindness. Her acute sense of smell and taste was simply astonishing, even if she had years to hone it, he never thought that a person could be able to have senses quite as strong as hers. Though he tried not to act too surprised, she was alien after all, and he could turn into a green rage monster. Super sensitive senses of smell and taste couldn't be too far off with those odds. But to taste and smell colors?
She was incredibly strong too, or at least to an extent. No normal human can break free of SHIELD handcuffs by pure force as easily as she did. She also mentioned that Karkat had mutant blood, and she could smell the color of Natasha's blood as it pumped through her veins.
"Lead the alien back to the cell," Fury spoke into his ear piece. "Barton will accompany you." At his cue, Clint stood from his seat and left. Tony being, well, Tony, tagged along. Everyone else seemed to disperse at the same time, so Bruce made to follow Tony. Hopefully he wouldn't do anything too stupid.
Tony and Bruce caught up to the trio as they walked down the hall, Clint was behind Terezi and Natasha was leading the way. Tony placed himself on the alien's left, and Bruce on her right. Her gaze flicked to each of them in turn, though it lingered on Bruce. She stopped abruptly, grabbing him by the collar and pulling her face into his neck. Both the agents stopped and Natasha had her gun resting gently on the alien's head. Tony looked mildly confused, but otherwise simply amused. Bruce cringed when she inhaled deeply, then preceded to slowly lick the side of his neck.
Terezi dropped him, a wide grin across her face. "The green apple-cherry of your blood. You are truly something else. I love your grape shirt." She gave a knowing look before continuing down the hall with her escorts.
"What is a lusus?" Tony suddenly asked. Everyone had been wondering about that, since Tavros had said it on the jet. Terezi laughed.
"You don't have know? Do you not have any?" She asked instead. When all three of the men shook their heads she laughed again. "Crazy. Well, a lusus is a young troll's guardian who picks them not long after the wriggler trials. A lusus takes care of you and teaches you almost everything, and you take care of them and feed them."
"So like, all 'trolls' are raised by wolves or something?" Clint asked. Natasha rolled her eyes at his question and mentally beat herself because these two were getting more answers out of her than she could.
"Only if their lusus is a wolf. Mine was a dragon, taught me everything I know." She smiled. "Vriska had her giant spider lusus., and so on. Lusii chose you based on blood color, physical traits, and so on." They stopped at a door. Natasha swiped a card and it opened, revealing one big cell (like the one that had contained Loki, but rectangular) that was seperated into three parts. Tavros was sitting on the far left on a bed. Karkat was standing, banging his head against the right wall of his cell. Terezi assumed the last cell was for her.
"Hello nubbyhorns." She called as they passed. Karkat's head snapped up, and he moved to the corner closest to the incoming party. He glared at her as they stood outside her door, fiddling with the controls to open it.
"You broke my nose. YOU BROKE MY NOSE YOU STEAMING PILE OF HORSESHIT." Terezi smiled warmly while her three human companions were caught off guard by the sudden outburst. Bruce considered how Steve probably won't like hanging around this foul mouth alien, due to his old fashioned view on casual manners.
"Nice to see you too, Karkles. Awfully nasty tonight, as always."
"EXCEPT A THOUSAND TIMES WORSE, YOU KNOW HOW LONG WE'VE BEEN HERE? NO, DON'T ANSWER THAT BECAUSE YOU'VE SLEPT THE WHOLE THING OFF, ASSHOLE. I'VE BEEN AWAKE FOR THREE DAYS AND THESE LITTLE WHELPS OF ILLUMINATED FEATHERY FUCKS HAVE NO DAMN CLUE WHAT SOPOR SLIME IS." The door to Terezi's cell clicked open and they lead her in.
"If you don't start sleeping or eating we will put you under and hook you up to a tube." Tony piped up. Karkat was seething with rage, and it showed as he glared at Tony. Tony was wearing a cocky smile as he crossed his arms. Bruce looked at the alien, probably all bark and no bite. Though with those teeth you wouldn't want to test it, he noted as he looked at Karkat's teeth.
"GOOD LUCK WITH THAT SMARTASS. I-" He cut off, his face going blank as he transitioned into deep thought. Terezi began to laugh, slowly rising into hysterics as time passed and Karkat was still standing there. Bruce seemed to be the only one concerned by his sudden cut off and silence.
"Well look at that, you broke him." She said as she began to compose herself. His expression suddenly came back, but it was milder than before. Natasha closed the cell door.
"I NE-ed the recuperacoon." All four humans gave a simpultanious 'what?'. Karkat pounded his head against the wall and moved back to his bed. Seeing as Karkat had officially dismissed himself from the conversation, Tavros answered for him.
"It's l-like th-these beds, but we sleep in th-them, in the slime. I-it helps us sleep. Um..." Tavros didn't want to explain it. "I saw K-karkat's in the f-field where you picked us up, um, i-it was purple and h-had green slime in it, or on th-the ground maybe. Th-that's a recuperacoon and the slime is s-sopor slime. If y-you have any don't ea-eat it, it's not good for you." Tony and Bruce thought for a minute. SHIELD had probably picked up all the junk that had been strewn around the field. Though they probably were being tested and examined by SHIELD's own scientists. Tony smiled, looking to Bruce. It was time to requisition some alien tech. But before they left, Bruce turned to Terezi.
"If you don't mind me asking, how did you come to have your...eye condition." Terezi turned to him, hesitant, but a warm smile on her face.
"I looked at the sun." She pointed to her eyes. She then waved her hand, dismissing the humans from the troll's presence.
== Requisition alien tech
After a thorough argument between Tony and Fury, the scientists previously analyzing the aliens' items moved everything to the geniuses' lab. Bruce sat down as they piled everything against the back, though leaving the (presumed) recuperacoon in the center of the room. Tony was fiddling with Terezi's cane, which he had discovered that it doubled as a nunchuk-like weapon. On the table in front of them were Karkat's sickle, a lance, a smashed computer monitor(the other two in the pile on the floor), a yellow dragon plushie, and a curious card. They hadn't touched any of the things yet(with the exception of the cane) just in case something bad happened. Though with the exception of the card object, everything was deemed safe(or at least, not booby trapped, as the sickle could easily cut someone).
All the previous files and reports were handed over to the duo. After doing their own tests and comparing them to these files, they looked down at the large purple thing in front of them. What had been scavenged of the 'sopor slime' had been poured back into it, filling it about half way. It was big enough for them to lay in(though they were not going to do that), and was an obstruction in the otherwise large lab.
"Well?" Fury, tailed by Natasha, strode into the lab. He idly picked up the folder on the table, flipping through it before setting it back down, and joined everyone in staring at the recuperacoon. If this was a bed, then he didn't know what was.
"Well, this 'sopor slime' is indeed a sleep aid. It has properties that makes it work as a strong sedative, as well as balancing out chemicals in the brain while someone sleeps in it. Chemical balances associated with nightmares, night terrors, the like. Taking Tavros's comment into account (that you shouldn't eat it), it seems that it would still work as a sort of sedative while awake, but otherwise could cause hallucinations." Fury smiled slightly, turning to the items on the table.
Bruce ran a hand through his hair, it was nearly dawn. The working crew had been stay up late to accommodate the aliens' nocturnal sleeping pattern, or at least to an extent. With the exception of Karkat, who had been awake since they stepped onto the Helicarrier. As much of a threat that he was, they wanted to keep their prisoner healthy. Or at least coherent.
"Were you able to retrieve any files from the computers? Or figured out what this does?" He pointed at the multicolored card in front of him. Tony frowned, picking up one of his tablets and making it project a holographic screen on the window. Opened was a file folder with unrecognizable lettering, and what appeared to be a sort of instant messenger.
"I was only able to get this from that computer there. But we have no idea what any of these files say, but they look like chat logs and some sort of instant messenger. No idea what's up with that thing though." He pointed at the card. Fury frowned. He moved to say something but an alarm began blaring.
"Director Fury! Another energy surge is being detected!" The voice came over the speaker in the lab.
"Where?" He didn't get an answer, but he didn't really need one. Arcs of red and blue electricity came off of all the electronics in the room. As the air began to make audible cracks, everyone turned to each other in alarm.
"HIT THE DECK." Natasha yelled, just before the room exploded with red and blue energy. When they all stood, there was glass everywhere and those with hair had a 'blown away' style to it. They moved to the window that looked down to the bridge, everyone was standing and looking toward the center, where the director normally stands in his little island. Another one of the aliens had been hurled from the energy, laying on its back with a hand resting on it's stomach.
"Don't eat the mind honey." He said quietly. Those who were armed were standing closer to him, hands resting on their weapons. He did not worry them though, as he continued to lay still. Bruce couldn't blame him, he had just been thrown through a massive blast of energy, through a window, and onto the bridge.
When the four approached (along with the other Avengers, who had been alerted), he was still immobile. The alien had four horns instead of two like the others, and his hands and the side of his face were covered in something golden. He had mis-matching shoes and a pair of oval glasses, with one lens red and the other blue.
"Is he dead?" Mused Clint as he poked him in the side with his foot. The alien boy swatted lazily at him.
"Don't touch me." He said. Tony snickered, but Bruce did not look nearly as pleased.
"What is on your hands?" He inquired, it didn't look like blood, but he wasn't sure. The alien sat up, looking at his hands. He touched the side of his face, which was also coated with honey, the honey webbed with his hand as he pulled it away.
"Mind honey." He groaned, looking up at the team assembled around him. Everyone ducked as another surge came, though this one signifigantly smaller than the previous one. In it's place was another 'troll' this one wearing a bright blue and green skirt, fuschia goggles, neon colored bracelets and necklaces, as well as golden ones; and a tiara. She (they assumed) staggered as the energy disipated, putting her hands out and balancing. She was holding a long, golden, double ended trident and she had large fins protruding from the side of her head. Both aliens looked absolutely confused by each other's presence and setting.
"What's going on?!" She shrieked, moving defensively over the boy and wielding the trident in both hands. She swung it around, pointing it at anyone too close for her comfort. When everyone was outside her comfort radius she calmed slightly, though still visibly shaken by what had transpired. She helped the boy up, cringing as she looked at the honey on her hand.
== Feferi: Take charge
"I don't know Fef." Feferi looked sternly at the seven in front of her, they all had an air of importance and authority around them. While she normally didn't like to lord her blood color and royal authority over other trolls, this was different. They were certainly not trolls, and she was certainly in danger. Maybe asserting herself would prove useful? She stood straight and looked sternly at the dark skinned one with an eye patch.
"As the heiress to the Alternian throne I demand answers!" The young alien declared, slamming one end of the trident into the ground. The pointed ends broke through the hard metal, stationing the thing there until she would decide to pull it out. Glances flicked briefly to the large yellow haired creature holding a hammer before turning to the one she addressed. Sollux whispered to her to calm down but she waved him off, determined not to be intimidated by these people. Before the eye patched one could speak the large one stepped forward, coming a little close for comfort.
"Little one, I understand your plight. But you-" Feferi punched him as hard as she could in the center of his chest, knocking him straight back. He flew through several walls and couldn't be seen by her any more. Regaining her composure she listened as every gun in the room clicked, trained on her. She looked around, everyone looked completely astonished by the amount of force she had used and how far the man had flown. She smirked.
"You'll get your answers princess, but I don't think it would be very useful if you were full of holes." The one with a light coming from under his black shirt said. He was smiling, but the man next to him looked extremely worried and amazed at the same time. She gave him a weird look but focused back on Eye Patch.
"Listen to Stark. You are aboard the Helicarrier, an airborne SHIELD BASE, which is currently flying over the Pacific Ocean, on Earth. It would be in your best interest to come quietly, we already have some of your subjects here on the ship." He strained the word with a slight distaste. She looked back at Sollux, who nodded. Leaving the trident stationed in the ground, she strode up to the man. She was about a foot shorter than him, and looked incredibly small compared to him. They shook hands.
Okay, so I hope I didn't do Feferi too out of character. I don't really have a handle on her, so anyone with some advice, that advice would be greatly appreciated. I would also like to point out that that girl pulls literally tons of lusii down to the bottom of the ocean on a daily basis. A basis of reference would be that if Equius had punched Thor (or at least in my mind) he probably would have flown off the Helicarrier and would have looked like shit afterword. Otherwise I am deeply sorry for the exageration of her abilities. Sorry not sorry.
*edit* Ya, Kouro-Kage I think I just went crazy, I've never written a character with a lisp before and I wasn't really thinking about it. Thank you for the review!