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[onblackwings]

[ OH WHAT A STERN FROWN. But she's still holed up in the City, so he'll just have to imagine the black scales and big teeth for full effect. ]

Where are you, and what are you doing?

one □ voice.

[ex_engineers208]

[ the distinctive hum of the porter resonates, for a minute. then, a voice, accented canadian. ]

Wait, New York's bein' invaded again? Why would Skrulls be here? Why am I here? What's happening? Am I dreaming?

A-and... [ a long, long pause. hesitantly: ] Who's she?

(video.)

[ioudas]

[look who is actually pretending to be a catholic by having the ashes form a cross on his forehead - it's what happens when you escape someone by hiding in a church.]

Wow, the last time I said something on this thing I was really, really drunk. So, if I said anything I want to say I'm sorry, but really I'm not.

[he rubs his neck awkwardly, a brand new piercing on his ear indicating what his night was like.] Though, It's probably best that Timcampy ate this thing Monday night because then there would be a repeat of it on Tuesday - not a lot of nunneries around here are there?

Anyway, after I woke up turns out that I actually did the whole Ash Wednesday thing and I might as well do it as half hearted as I do everything. I really care about my relationship to the Lord, do you think he'd approve of not fighting the Skrulls as a sacrifice?

IC EDIT:

MISSING; ONE GOLD GOLEM
gold, spherical, responds to the name Timcampy
image
if found please contact cross marian at xxx-xxx-xxxx

[ooc; u///u please ignore the fact that it's a picture of cross and please assume it's just a picture of just timcampy smiling!!]

observation nine; voice

[soulbonder]

Consider this a diversion of sorts. What are possible words the letter 'D' can stand for?

Degenerate? Derelict? Daft?

nine ✴ video, backdated to yesterday morning

[bests]

[ look out, city. ms. marvel just got her determined groove back and it shows. also, this is all public because lol there is no avengers filter set up ]

Alright, Avengers, listen up. We've got one of our own locked up, one Skrull in custody, and frankly it's high time we got our shit together and gave the civilians something other than paranoia and violence to look to.

Beast, Spider-Man. I need you two in the lab. Iron Man says all the equipment should still be in there from when you were working earlier. I don't care if you have other priorities, right now I'm saying the Skrulls take precedence. If you want me to write you a sick note or threaten your boss so you can get a few days off, I will. I'll also make sure we've got coffee, food, and whatever else you need delivered down there, just get me some progress on that detector.

The rest of you get yourselves over to the mansion or reply to this privately so I can tell you what we need to do. If there's any other heroes or civilians that aren't Avengers, would like to help, and would be willing to go through a number of possibly invasive processes to check to make sure you're not a Skrull... well. We'll take it on a case by case basis.

[ there's a pause, and then carol smirks. ]

Oh, and to all the Skrulls who are undoubtedly watching this? You better batten down your hatches, sweethearts. 'Cause we're going to kick your pathetic, green asses and get back everyone you replaced.

oo3 ♆ permavideo

[submariner]

[filtered to victor von doom]
I would speak to you of this Skrull problem, Doom.

[filtered to susan]
Have you been released?

22nd Hour // Voice // Encrypted to Ghost

[out_of_time]

You accused Sherlock at the meeting. That means you're probably not one of them.

I've got something you're gonna want to see.

oo9 » video.

[gevurah]

[ The feed opens up to one Kate Kane in an extremely dark and what looks to be an empty room, with quite the dour expression on her face. Her eyes are focused elsewhere for a good thirty seconds. She sniffs loudly, taking a deep breath, and wipes her upper lip with a hand covered in some blood. It’s clear to anyone paying attention to the lack of wounds it’s not hers.

Then she slowly directs her attention to the communicator. Her gaze hardens. ]

You don’t understand. [ Her voice shakes, as if still trying to find the audacity to speak up. ] You still don’t understand.

[ And then she turns the communicator toward Nill. Nill is cowering against a wall. There’s some blood running down her back; one of her wings is bent at an odd angle, obviously snapped at a joint; a bit of bone is sticking out, mixed in with the white feathers, though it’s very apparent where because of the blood soaking the area. There’s a constant stream of tears running down her face, which is contorted in pain. Her entire body is shaking, though she’s doing her best to stop it. She just stares at the camera, pleading. Help me. ]

[ Kate walks over to her, reaching forward to simply touch the broken wing. Nill’s eyes slam shut and her mouth opens in a silent scream. She writhes in agony, trying to get away, but she just ends up pushing her wing against the wall. It’s too much; she falls to her side, unconscious. ]

The one you have in custody, release him. Release him, and no more harm will come to this girl. [ The feed returns to Kate, and her pale skin begins to darken and shift. It continues contorting until the skin is rough looking and a distinct shade of green. ] Twenty-four hours, or I will clip more than her wings. Call off this entire --

[ She stops to take a breath, and her expression softens up a bit. ]

You will see. He still loves you.

[ She cuts the feed. ]


[ ooc: IMPORTANT! Kateskrull and Nill are currently hidden away, but don't fret. You'll be seeing her soon again. ;) ALSO!! Kateskrull might not reply to everyone, so I highly encourage threadjacking with each other! ]

✞ || SEVEN || [audio]

[unetrustworthy]

This is your fault.  All of you.

[Midii's young voice comes through the speakers, sounding hurt and angry]

You are worse than the Skrulls.  All the pain.  All the people getting hurt.

Trowa is gone.  Nill is... [yeah, she can't even finish that sentence]...and do you know why?

Because you cannot trust one another.  You should have been working together to find these Skrulls.  But you would rather suspect and let that suspicion make you do bad things to good people.

[A sniffle, as if she'd been crying]

If they win, it will be because you let them.

☆ 07 ☆ ◊ Video

[ziggy_stardust]

[The video clicks on and shows Ziggy, looking a lot better than he did in his wounded panic on Saturday. He doesn't look at all pleased, though, and possibly somewhere between nervous and frustrated. He still hasn't returned to wearing his contact lenses, leaving his slit pupils exposed. The background isn't his apartment at the MAC. It seems to be a hotel room.]

I couldn't be at the town meeting, and I'm rather glad for that with all I've heard happened there. It seems that you found one of the skrulls among us and, by imprisoning him, you've smoked out another. Maybe not as it was intended.

I would like to talk to the skrull in quarantine. I've seen that he has access to this network, still.
If you're reading this, I'd like to talk to you. I want to understand who you are and why you're here, in your own words. I understand if you can't or won't answer, but I couldn't go without trying to make contact.
I'll try to come to you, if it's necessary, but I've been wounded already and I'm honestly hesitant to be out in the city right now, with their paranoia as it is. One of your kind came to see me --though I didn't know her for what she is until now-- and did me no harm. Meanwhile, in their fear and anger, what I believe to be a human kidnapped and tortured me.
Since then she's resorted to violence, herself. I want to know what's going on from both sides before this gets even worse.