Chapter Six - You Got A Suit? Then Suit Up
"You got the information you needed?" Hill said formally as the team headed back to the base, earning four nods in return. "Good. Drew, Moon, you two download the information and destroy the drives afterwards," she ordered. The two agents headed to the computers to do as she said.
"Parker, Hardy," she continued, the first having just turned around to find his ride back home, "You two will stay for the briefing for the next phase of the mission."
"I thought that was it," Peter admitted, sticking his hands in his pockets and rocking on his toes a few times. "There's more?"
Hill nodded. "We need the remaining experiments destroyed before they can do anything else. We don't want anyone else hurt," she stated.
"Hurt? Who's been hurt?" Peter asked curiously, worry tinting his tone.
"If I may, ma'am," Hardy interjected, "Oscorp was another supplier to Centipede. They helped Cybertek more than we wish they would've," she explained before directing her next question at Peter: "And wondering why Dr. Connors wasn't available to meet earlier tonight?" She asked, a small smirk tugging at her lips. Peter shook his head in response and she answered, "Mishap with his lizard tests. You don't want to know."
Well, he really kinda did, but decided to wait for the information until it was critical. "So what's the next phase, then? Phase Two?" He asked.
"Full infiltration," Hill said, clasping her hands behind her back, "Hardy, take Parker to the break room and gather Drew and Moon. I need to make a few calls."
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"Surprised there's a break room in a bunker like this?" Hardy asked, sprawling on a small couch, "There's plenty of room. Grab a soda and take a seat," she said, nodding toward the fridge.
Minutes later, the four agents were seated around a table, a little more relaxed than when they last they met. Moon was sipping on a Sprite, while Peter's Coke sat in front of him, barely touched.
"I think we all need to get to know each other a bit better," Hardy suggested, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, "Might make team interactions less...stiff..."
Drew didn't seem completely up for it, but perhaps it was just the company. Moon shrugged, sending a curious glance to Peter, who shrugged in turn.
"Well, we're all talkative, aren't we?" Hardy said dryly, clapping her hands together. "There's a few games; The coffee table's got a few digital versions," she said, swiping a finger across the table's glass top to reveal a few game choices. "We're all knowledgable on Sorry, aren't we?" She checked, pulling up the virtual components of the game.
They started the game, and at first, Peter wasn't sure what this would accomplish. Drew and Hardy were playing hard at each other, while Moon laid low, and Peter just tried to keep his own pieces safe. But soon enough, things started happening, and they got a little less...stiff.
"That was the third time, Cindy!" Drew said with a slight laugh, her more relaxed side beginning to show. "Come on, that piece just wants to go home," she joked, moving the same piece back to start for the third time in ten minutes, while Moon just sat there with a pleasant little grin.
Meanwhile, Hardy's pieces were surrounding one each of Peter's and Drew's, the latter being taken back first, "Sorry," she drawled jokingly, her smirk playful as she watched Drew move another piece back.
Peter got one piece in home, but the other three were out and vulnerable. Drew took one the next turn, and Hardy the one after that. His last piece was so close, yet so far.
Eventually, he was the one to win, with Moon coming in second. Drew was third, just pleased enough to have beaten Hardy, when they scattered the pieces to end the game.
"That was surprisingly...not awkward," Peter admitted, smiling a bit.
"I knew it would work," Hardy said with a triumphant little smirk. "We aren't all going to go at each other's necks now, are we?" She joked, arching her brow.
"No, I think that's more of a Tuesday job," Drew quipped, leaning back in her chair. "So, Peter, Spider-Man. We've seen you in action, yeah, but what's your specialty?" She asked, tilting her head.
The teen shrugged. "Well, I guess agility? Not getting caught, well usually?" He said. "I mean, I never really considered it. I'm on the smaller side, so I guess I've got that," he supplied. "What about you guys?"
"Felicia's the distraction, I guess," Moon said. "She's got a way of really distracting you, then BAM, you're out cold," she said, adding a gesture for good measure.
"Jessica here is the interrogator," Felicia said, pointing at the woman in mention. "She'll know you're lying right when you open your mouth," she explained. Peter couldn't help but notice a smugness in her tone, almost as if she was up to something.
"Cindy's got an eidetic memory, really helps on the field," Jessica added. "That webbing of hers is helpful too; I'm sure you of all people would understand that," she said, nodding at Peter, "But she's really got to watch that mouth of hers. You wouldn't like her when she's angry," she teased, stifling a laugh.
Cindy rolled her eyes, shaking her head in exasperation, "That happened once. Just once, and we didn't even get in that much trouble."
"You were on probation for a month," Felicia said with her own hint of a chuckle, "And Jess and I had to continue without you!"
The Asian-American shrugged, as if accepting the fact that she'd screwed up, but didn't mind much, and crossed her legs with a hint of a smile as she turned her gaze on Peter. "So, did you get those dispensers fixed up?"
Peter nodded, running a hand through his hair as he spoke. "Yeah, they're better than ever. Easier to replace the cartridges, less prone to jamming, and easier to know when running low," he said, shrugging as he explained it all. "The tech here is amazing."
The three agents smiled a bit at that, before Felicia tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "We're all glad you enjoy it, just make sure that stuff doesn't get into the wrong hands," she warned with a wagging finger. "You might—"
"Alright team, to the docking station. The Bus will be here any minute," Hill's voice said over the speakers, and the four agents groaned, disappointed to see their free time cut off so soon.
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"Wow," Peter whistled, looking at the team that got off of the Bus.
There were Coulson, Fitz, and Skye, that he knew, and then many more. An Asian-American woman that looked familiar, a strong-looking man with dark skin, a smaller—still strong-looking—man with dark skin, and a few others still coming out of the transport.
"We need a bigger team for this one," Hill explained, advancing toward Coulson to exchange a few words while the two teams began to mingle more.
The Asian-American was Melinda May, known as the Cavalry to some for unknown reasons, the bigger guy was Mack, and the smaller was Trip. Those with the aforementioned names were all of Coulson's team, which was one of the last actual teams remaining thanks to HYDRA, besides Hill's team here and a few others scattered about.
"Spider-Man, you're smaller than you look on screen," Trip commented, extending a hand in greeting.
"Yeah, I get that a lot," Peter said a bit sheepishly, returning the hand, nodding to the agent as he continued to chat to the others.
Peter then headed towards the Scottish agent, who was keeping his distance from most of the others. "Hey, Fitz," he greeted kindly, the agent in question looking up in slight surprise, before giving a half-hearted smile in return. "Hey, I fixed up those dispensers, maybe after the mission, I could finally show you that explanation of them?" He offered.
"Y-yeah, that would be...that would be good, yeah," Fitz said hesitantly, nodding in return. "I um, you—are you uh, you know..." He trailed off a moment, trying to get the words out, "Are you part of the uh, the...the..." He snapped his fingers, "the...the field mission?" He said, eyes widening a fraction when he finally managed to get the sentence out.
Peter nodded. "New suit and everything, I think I might actually be a SHIELD agent soon," he said with a small grin. "What about you? Are you coming with us?"
Fitz opened his mouth to speak, but a deep voice from behind interrupted. "Nah, Turbo and I are gonna stick around on the Bus; make sure everyone's staying in contact and no one gets lost, right?" He said, coming up on the engineer's right and clapping his shoulder. "Ah, Peter Parker," he said, noticing the young figure talking to Fitz, "It's good to meet you."
Peter nodded, a small smile on his lips, "And you, Mack," he said, before turning to Fitz again. "Hey, that's gonna be great. We need someone keeping us all updated like that," he encouraged him carefully, knowing what Skye and Coulson had mentioned that first night on the helicopter.
Fitz gave a small smile of thanks, before gazing over Peter's shoulder again. "I think, I think they're loading up," he mentioned quietly, "You might want to um, might want to...to..."
"To go with your team. Get ready," Mack supplied, squeezing Fitz's shoulder lightly, "Fitz and I got a lot to set up ourselves. Good luck," he added.
Peter nodded, giving a last wave to the pair, before heading on towards his team and the Bus.
"Surprise," Jessica said with a faint smile, holding up a black jacket and pants, along with fingerless gloves. "Hill thought you might need this, your first real mission and all—that first one didn't really count," she said, her smile growing a tad.
Peter took the outfit. "That's awesome," he said with a small chuckle, "Now I really feel like a part of the team," he added, his grin a faint smirk as he made the comment.
"Be out in five," Jessica said, heading up the staircase of the Bus, her own suit in hand.
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The suit was amazing, to say the least. It was very flexible and light, while still feeling like it was actually protecting him. His favorite part was the boot, probably, because after a quick test on the walls of the little dorm he'd claimed for the five minutes, he'd discovered something on the bottoms of the boots transferred the way he climbed walls from foot to boot, making the climbing safer, and easier.
He locked his dispensers into the wrist holsters on the jacket, zipping it up to his neck and pulling on the night vision goggles he'd been given, not switching them on quite yet, but leaving them in their normal translucent state. He thwipped a quick web at the button that opened the door, finding the precision to be just as good as before, if not better.
Exiting the room, he found the rest of the two teams suited up as well, and took a quick inventory. Coulson's team was in regulation black uniform, as were Hill and Felicia, while Cindy and Jessica had custom-looking suits as well. Jess's was a dark red with black sleeves, yellow-tinted goggles on her face and web-patterned gloves with nodes on them on her hands. Cindy had a mainly black suit with a white webbing pattern over her torso, wrapping like a belt at the hips, boots like his, and a red metallic mask that covered her nose and mouth entirely.
"Well, now that we're all ready," Coulson said, stepping forward, "I believe Agent Hill will brief you all," he said, giving the floor to the other agent, who stepped up accordingly.
"Alright," she said to start, "There will be three teams. You will stick with your team, do not disperse unless absolutely necessary," she said firmly, folding her hands in front of her as she spoke. "Trip, Moon, May, and Skye will be the first team, and first to get into OSCORP. Your job is to clear a path for the rest of the agents, and keep that path clear," she instructed.
"Hardy, Drew, and Parker," she continued, eyeing each as she spoke, "You are the second team. Wait for team one's confirmation, then head in. Make sure everything is as it's supposed to be, and begin crating as many of the experiments as you can out of there. The third team, which is anyone not yet named, will be there to assist you in removing the equipment and data from the premises."
"And if we get split up?" Peter asked cautiously.
Hill looked at him, eyes set, "Hope for dear life you aren't captured," she said simply and determinedly.
Great.
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