Chapitre 139: Control is Everything(3)
An UH-60 Black Hawk helicopter lands on the rooftop helipad of site-17 and out of it comes Rodeo, Michelle and Robert, which had recently finished their mission last night.
Once they stepped out of the Black Hawk, the group of three spotted an MTF soldier wearing a hazmat suit in the distance, standing next to him was Iris Thompson, otherwise known as SCP-105.
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Laying her oceanic blue eyes in their direction, her expression brightened and immediately greeted them excitedly, "Hey guys! How did the mission go?"
Approaching the MTF soldier in the hazmat suit, Rodeo gives him the vials and research notes that they found and took from the CaI base, the MTF soldier receives the items before leaving without a word.
Watching as the MTF Soldier leaves, Rodeo turns his gaze at Iris and answers, "It went great... and it also ended up in a full blown shootout and escape." Rodeo said, glancing at Robert on his back. Turning his gaze back at Iris, he then asked, "Any new movement from Wamuu and Esidisi? And did you get any lead on Santana still?"
"Rodeo, you ask me that everyday."
"I want to keep myself updated!" He said angrily.
Iris was taken back, "Ok, man. Sheesh. Wamuu and Esidisi are as usual moving from state to state and one of the MTF teams in London couldn't find Santana still. Which makes us believe that he might have left the country and could be heading to America in some way."
"Thanks." Rodeo nodded calmly and headed for the door, opened it and closed it behind him.
"Is he still bummed out on how things are going on right now since the incident?" Iris asked the two with a worried look.
"He's been through a lot, Iris. The Global Occult Coalition, the Stand factions , Chaos Insurgency, and the hell dimension, it's been crazy for everyone." Michelle said with a complicated expression.
"And it will get on getting crazier for everyone as time passes." Robert added, "All we can do is give our absolute best and prevent evil from unleashing destruction on this world."
"Yeah."
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The Stand Gang's room or now known as Queen's Requiem room was pretty much still the same with only new additions being three new beds which were meant for the new recruits, such as Finn, Nikolai and Robert who greatly helped them in their mission.
Meanwhile, Lightning McQueen also had to stay in the underground parking lot most of the time due to the fact he is a car and that his bipedal form can't maneuver certain tight corridors and hallways so there's that as well.
The door of the room opens, revealing it to be Rodeo without his armor since he kept it back at the armory and was going under maintenance by tech engineers. Heading for the couch, he lies down on it and lets out a deep sigh. The rest of the team were still busy doing training or were chatting with others.
Two weeks have gone by ever since the incident at Vegas and the time where Rodeo and his team finding out about the Pillar Men's existence and no new lead on the rest of the Arrows and trying to find out more about the Chaos Insurgency's Project Jäeger, especially some of the forces of the hell dimension were able to escape from getting pulled into the portal, and the frustrating part is that the O5 did not allow them to destroy the argent crystal, which was concerning.
Sure the doors of the portal underneath the city were now under strict foundation surveillance and was being researched as well and the crystal that is in site-19 was also being kept guarded and being researched, but the fact that "The Children of the Scarlet King" faction could pull the same stunt again was also another concern for him. Rodeo just rubbed his forehead with his right hand and broke away from his thoughts.
'Good grief, I just hope after all of this world's problems are fixed, nobody has to live in fear of SCPs and other cosmic threats, so that we can be at peace and go back home.'
As he thought of it, he suddenly felt his cat ears were being petted by someone. He immediately looks upwards to see Locked Away.
"Knock." The Stand smiled at him sweetly.
"Hi, Locked Away."
Getting up from the couch, Rodeo turned around and saw Amelia standing next to the door with her arms crossed.
"How have you been doing?" She asked.
"Just fine. My PTSD might have gotten worse and concern is something that is not leaving my head, Amelia. The team is doing great and everyone is fine and all for now but..." With a brief silence, he continued, "It only takes one spark to ignite a fire. The three robed men did just that back in Vegas. With one crystal of raw argent energy they unleashed chaos on everyone, and if it weren't for us, things might have escalated. I've just been on edge ever since thinking what might happen next and whether we will get caught off guard without us knowing."
"I understand Rodeo, but you need to relax for now. The city is being rebuilt, the doors and the crystal are secured and we made sure to hide it from the world. So you need to be relaxed rather than concerned."
"Yeah... relax." Rodeo murmured the last part, laying his eyes to the bottom right.
"I mean it, Rodeo. You need to pick your battles. Fighting against having a relaxing day and chatting and spending time with friends shouldn't be one of them."
"...Alright."
"Good. Also how did your mission go?" She asked again.
"It went well. We didn't find much regarding the project but we found two bio hazard SCPs contained in metallic vials and research notes to create a mixture by combining both of them."
"I see. So basically a humanoid bio weapon is something that they're planning to make and send after the foundation."
"It's quite possible."
"...Well, I'll be heading to the training chamber then. Take care of yourself." She said, turning around, she headed for the door.
"Sure."
"Come on, Locked Away."
Locked Away nods, before she follows her user, she kisses Rodeo on the forehead and leaves the room with Amelia.
Once they left, Rodeo once again lay on the couch and mumbled to himself, "She's right. I need to keep myself relaxed. Otherwise I'm just gonna hurt myself more."
Picking up his phone from the desk, he heads for the cafeteria.
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At the Training chamber, Miguel was holding a shadow katana while Abel, also known as SCP-076 was holding a broadsword and had an explosive metal collar around his neck in case he goes on a rampage were sparring against each other as their weapons clashed while Green and Spy was watching from the sidelines.
"Abel is quite the fighter, Agent Green." Spy is the first one to speak out.
"That he is, but if you get rid of the collar he's ready to kill pretty much everyone he sees but if you can impress him much like how Iris did it from what I heard, you can get him on the good side at least." Green stated, "Otherwise he's just another monster who is ready to kill anyone for enjoyment, especially his brother."
"I'll take a guess he and his brother don't get along well."
"No, they don't... especially Abel."
"I see."
At the fighting field, Miguel dodges an attack from Abel's sword, in response, he throws multiple shadow shurikens at him but quickly deflects all of them away with ease.
"You are not bad when it comes to weaponry, Shadow Walker." Abel said in admiration.
"Oh, give me a nickname, huh? You're too kind, mi amigo."
"Believe me, I'm not that kind. The only reason you're all still alive is because I see potential in your abilities and as fighters, especially because of this metal collar around my neck set to blow up with a detonator. Otherwise you'd all be dead right now." he said deeply at the end.
"True, but we'll just defeat you and send you back to your coffin and repeat this over and over again."
"Perhaps..."
As they ended their small conversation, the two continued their spar. Back to Green and Spy, as they continue to observe their fighting, they notice the door open with Amelia and Locked Away coming in.
"Good morning, Dr.Buck. How have things been going for you?" Spy asked her with his hands naturally behind his back.
"It's been great for now." She replied, she then looked at Miguel and Abel fighting in the distance, "And how long have they been sparring with each other?"
"I would say a good one hour." Green simply answered. His Stand, Cerberus manifests beside him and looks at Locked Away.
"War." He greeted her.
"Knock." Locked Away greeted back with a grin.
"Well I'll let you two be by yourselves." Spy said to them as he headed for the door.
"Where are you going?" Green asked cautiously.
"Shooting range. Need to sharpen my revolver skills a bit. Au revoir." Spy waved him goodbye and left the chamber.
"And how have you been doing?" Amelia asked Green by the time when Spy left.
"Still worrying about me?"
"No. Just wanted to know whether you're being troubled by anything, especially after the Vegas incident."
"Yeah, that day is still fresh in my mind. Being troubled by what I saw back there? Yeah sorta."
"Sorry if I asked."
Green chuckled at her words, "It's alright Amelia. You were just worried about my well being. That's all."
"Can I not worry about you losing your mind?"
"Nope!" He said jokingly*
"Thomas!"
"Ok. Ok. Wrong choice of words. Sorry."
"Knock. Knock." Locked Away said as she glared at Green.
"War. War." Cerberus nodded, even his own Stand went to their side.
"I'm just kidding!"
"It's alright. I know you didn't mean it." Amelia said, then she noticed Miguel panting in the distance while Abel didn't seem to be exhausted, she then said to him. "Abel, I think he had enough for today. Take a break."
"Don't tell me what to do, Dr. Buck." Abel said indifferently.
"Then we will blow that collar up and you will have to wait for hours or years to come out of your coffin," Amelia said with seriousness in her voice.
Letting out a grunt, Abel has no choice but to decide to take a seat and mutters irritably, "You humans are not the boss of me. Just to make it clear."
"I know, Abel. But currently we are."
Able loudly scoffs, "Whatever, human."
"So Dr. Buck, how did Rodeo's mission go?" Miguel asked her as he finished his spar.
"It went great according to him, but he's just having a hard time to relax these days ever since the incident at Vegas."
"Haven't we all?"
Amelia sighs, "Yes, but I know he'll be alright. Some things take time to go away. In his case it just takes too long to forget sometimes."
"He's seen too much since the first day he arrived here , Dr. Buck." Miguel sighed, "He's done good things but he's also had to do things that he didn't want to do, but still he did it just to keep you all safe and had to see things he didn't want to."
"You're right, Miguel, and yet he finds a way to keep on moving, because of us."
"Si."
"Your talk bores me." Abel broke the atmosphere with an indifferent look.
"Cállate maníaco genocida." Miguel curses at him.
"Di eso otra vez y te cortaré la cabeza ahora mismo." Abel talks back with a threatening tone.
"Oh, por favor, inténtalo."
Sighing in annoyance, Amelia cuts their conversation off, "No one is going to cut off each other's head."
"He started it!" The two shouted while glaring at each other frustratingly.
Observing the whole scene from the side, Green couldn't hold his chuckle in amusement, "Well this is amusing to watch."
"You know what, forget him. Dr. Buck, use your Stand and spar with me." Miguel requested.
"What?"
"Your Stand has already gotten hand to hand combat lessons from Rodeo, but now you will learn how to deal with opponents who use melee weapons..." Miguel said, taking a stance with his katana, "...Like me."
"Knock." Locked Away smirked as she cracked her knuckles.
Remembering she had promised her Stand not long ago, Amelia decided to accept, "Then let's go."
After changing herself to her gym outfit and ready herself and her Stand, Amelia and Miguel start their spar.
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