[closed] Well I'm child and man and child again

[usaf]

WHO: Carol Danvers & TK-622
WHERE: Across the City
WHEN: mid January, 2020
WHAT: two government enforcers on patrol
WARNINGS: brainwashing, control chips used for reconditioning/punishment, potential violence

Following the Captain's very publicized and highly damaging fight with the escaped prisoner Apollo, it was decided she would be grounded for a bit, working alongside more reliable agents who weren't likely to fly off the handle-- literally, in Carol's case. She doesn't mind working with TK-622. He's efficient, if a bit stiff. A stickler for the rules in a way Carol never has been, but she wouldn't hold that against him.

She shows up to their assigned meeting point suited up and ready to go, repurposed Starforce suit colored in the dark drab of urban camouflage.

"Morning, Sergeant. Ready for another day scouring the streets for scum?"

Comments

[loyal_soldier]

The rule of law is all that matters in the end. The incident versus the rogue meta was a disast--it was, and it wasn't the government's fault. He could still have opinions about that, even if it skirted close to the line.

It had been a disaster, but Captain Danvers was loyal. Frighteningly powerful, too, but she knew to use that power for the good of the people. They could work together. No tension there.

The real tension was one of rank. He was explicitly there to provide stability, but she still outranked him. There was only so much he could do.

He salutes when she arrives. "Good morning, Captain. Ready as always." With the recent Porter activity in the middle of the holiday season, he was still pulling double shifts or more. But by this point, he could convince himself that it was freeing. What little was left of him was getting peeled away to just the essentials. No distractions, no stray thoughts. Nothing but his duties and the rules that held them together.

Nothing. Not at least for the past while.

[usaf]

622 was stiff, but he was loyal. No room in that rigid little helmet of his for doubt or other treasonous thoughts. Carol liked that about him. It helped cement her own resolve.

"Good," she answers. "Let's get going. I have reports of meta activity on the South side of the City last night. Let's go see if we can flush any of the rats out from their hidey holes."

[loyal_soldier]

"If they're there, we'll deal with them." They could make a decent team. He'd always been up in skirmishing range before he got to Earth, but now with the meta powers, he'd taken to keeping further back, focusing on sharpshooting while someone like the Captain flushed the targets out.

Or just destroyed them wholesale. That was more than possible with her. "Any word on what to expect, sir?"

[usaf]

"There have been rumors of a transporter. Intel isn't sure if he's a flier or a teleporter. Obviously, if it's the former, leave him to me. If it's the latter, we'll both need to be on our guard."

Teleporters are some of her least favorite metas to deal with.