Log:Starguard Adventures, Scene 5

Starguard Adventures 2013/10/14 	 Abigail Bee Felicia Paul van Sterran Star Girl 5

Star Girl is in the monitor room, with her feet up on one of the consoles. She sits quietly, with her white eyelets blankly looking at the screens. She holds her fingers knitted together, resting them on her stomach.

"Did we learn any more about what they took? Why they took it? Or anything that might help us track down that annoyingly puzzling hacker?" asks Abigail as she steps into the room to grab a cup of sooty black coffee. She's been trying to give Felicia the basic schpiel of training for Starguard and all that, but... she's likely a bit overkill in that regard... working folks a bit too hard, harder than they might ever need to work in the field (hopefully!)

At the front desk Felicia appears, this time not in messenger uniform (which means a lack of reflective vests and the like). She asks the receptionist to advise Colonel Hearns that she's here and then settles down to wait.

Star Girl doesn't react to Abigail coming into the room at all. She seems locked in on the screens, although nothing really seems to happening on them at all.

Inclining her head, Abigail takes a sip of the coffee when it is way too hot. Heat? Like she cares! She gets a bit of energy out of it even. She strides over to look over Star's shoulder and says, "Hello? Star?" And then a young officer runs in and says, "Um, that delivery girl.... " And Abigail mutters, "Felicia. She has a name."... "Right, That Felicia girl... " and Abigail rolls her eyes, now turning to look at the officer. "She's here, looking for you." finishes the officer.

"Fine then." says Abigail, "Why is it that you are here, and she is not then? Send her back will you?" she asks with a grin.

Star Girl mutters to herself, "... sure thing... professor..." She adjusts her position, trying to get a little more comfortable. She might just be... asleep?

A few minutes later Felicia appears in the doorway in the company of her impromptu guide. She smiles and thanks the young officer. "This place is huge,." she observes to the Colonel, falling silent as she sees Abi's attention focused on Star.

"Huh? Professor?" asks Abigail as she reaches up and gently Gibbs-swats Star. "You with us Star?" she asks before walking over towards Felicia, "How did you rest last night?" she asks, "I hope I didn't work you -too- hard."

Star Girl starts awake. Her wide open eyelets blink as she simultaneously tries to get up and realizes that she's sitting and not lying down. The result, she crashes backwards in her chair to the ground. "Hunh, wha -- ?!" She springs up to her feet, fully alert and buzzing with adrenaline now.

"Oh jeez..." Star says, "Was I...?"

Felicia grins and smakes a face. "I feel fine." she grins. "Then..." she blinks as Star Girl's chair topple backward and the armoured heroind springs instinctively back to her feet. "That's the advantage of that armour, noone can tell if you're sneaking in a quick snooze."

Bee walks in the door like she belongs there. "Happens to the best of us," she comments with a chuckle to Star Girl.

"At least you weren't playing Galaga." offers Abigail with a bit of a chuckle. She's trying not to laugh at her youthful friend, but it's very difficult. "You're fine Star. It's not like there's another attack going on. But.. next time, I advise caffeine." she says, lifting her coffee as if to gesture at it before taking a sip.

Bee says, "Or really good multivitimins. Something with lots of B vitamins."

Star Girl relaxes a bit as she regains her bearings. She takes a moment to rub her eyes, which she can apparently do through her mask. Then to rub the corner of her mouth with the back of her glove. o O ( Was I drooling? Ugh. ) Looking up and around at the others. "Sorry guys... mid-term have been kicking my butt." She's blushing now, from what's visible of her face through the mask.

Felicia makes another face. "tests, now *that's* pain." she offers in heartfelt sympathy. "It's got to be hard keeping that together and doing all the work and training here."

"Star, you know that you -can- take some time off to handle things like school and other responsibilities. In fact, I think that you should focus on that for a day or two.. you're no good to anyone, including yourself, if you wear yourself down to where you can't do anything." suggests Abigail. "I'd be happy to fill in so you can take a day or two off."

Bee says, "It is the only super power I have, but I could take a few extra shifts too"

Star Girl shrugs, "It's not so bad if no one decides to blow up the city and things are quiet here." She looks over at Abigail and nods. "I just feel, you know, with the attack by Next Generation, and with Jolt and the others dealing with that hijacked ship, I should be around to help pitch in."

Felicia nods. "That

Felicia nods. approvingly. "Yeah, it's not comfortable sitting round and doing nothing while there's all these heroes running around saving the city but everyone contributes best they can by looking after themselves."

"Star." says Abigail, her voice a bit more firm. "Trust me.. I want you to be rested and ready when I -do- need you to be ready and on hand. Wearing yourself out... only hurts us all, so unless there is literally no other choice, consider yourself ordered to rest up and take care of yourself." she smirks a bit at that though, with a shrug.

Bee says to Star Girl, nodding in agreement with Abigail, "I have access to a teleporter and I *still* can't be everywhere."

Star Girl nods. "If I'm going to be napping, I guess I might as well be doing it at home..." She sighs. "Just might take that advice and take a couple days off. I think Paul mentioned something about extra security for Dr. Richards... are you guys going to be ok without me on that?"

Felicia looks blank at the mention of Dr Richards, or Paul, and the word security might also be giving her difficulty, it's hard to tell. She looks expectantly to Abigail as though she may be able to shed more light on the subject."

"I tell you what Star. We'll be fine but... on the off chance that we need your help, I will call you if I need you, okay? I'm not the sort to court extra danger alone if I -could- have backup on hand." She offers a smile and takes a sip of her horrible coffee before looking to Felicia. "Richards, according to reports, is one of the high muckity mucks in Next Gen."

"Speaking of which, can you bring up the monitor on his cell?" asks Abby.

Star Girl nods to Abigail. "My suit's number is on file." She looks over towards the computer screens. "Computer: tell us everything you know about Dr. Richards..."

"Well, then we simply state that she's a military prisoner and the regulations change. Let me call the General and see if we can get a whole different type of transport and security arranged. If they stole information on existing transfers, then it is important that we do nothing that they could have gotten information about." suggests Abigail.

Paul van Sterran walks in. "Hey, what's going on?"

Bee says, "Discussing legal work-arounds. You know: girl stuff."

Bee grins

"Hunh." Paul says. "I can... step back out if you'd prefer. I just came to download some files."

Felicia moves into the background a little as the conversation suddenly becomes direct and technical. She watches with sombre eyes as Abi moves into military mode and Van Sterran walks in.

"You're fine Paul. We were just discussing the possibility of.." and then it hits her. It's like a figurative light bulb can almost be seen over her head, "Wait... they attacked openly, and knew that we would learn what they were accessing. So... they -want- us to scramble and change our plans so that things aren't as secure as they might otherwise be." she remarks, almost as if ignoring Paul now.

Paul says, "Is this about the Kubik-Richards case? I'd thought that we might try to set a trap for Kubik on the transfer, but Pleia thinks that Kubik would be too smart for that. It seems like it makes sense to put extra security on the transfer in any case."

"Well, Kubik knows that we can trace what he accessed. So if he wanted to attack the transfer, he'd have done that with a lot more subtlety. The fact that he attacked us here.. means that the transfer is either not his target, or not his -priority- target. Okay Paul... chips on the table time. What else are we working on, even classified behind the scenes stuff, that involves Next Gen?"

"What are 'we' working on?" Paul says. "Nothing. But I've done some digging around, and apparently the US government has arranged for Dr. Richards to consult on some classified projects at Los Alamos National Lab in New Mexico. The transfer information that Kubik stole was supposed to move her from Los Alamos back to Stronghold."

Star Girl slips out to go home and sleep. She waves in passing.

Felicia looks to the doorway and then up at the ceiling. "Off to Los Alamos to be a big wig then home again home again jiggity jig."

"Okay, so -why- would they take the risk of informing us about the transfers?" Abigail inclines her head and then asks, "Unless they wanted to draw our attention to the fact that our own government was using her skills for something. Any way we can get a peek at -what- they had her consulting on?" she asks.

Felicia waves to Star Girl as she makes her way out then returns her attention to the much more thoughtful exchange between Abi and van Sterran.

Paul looks to Felicia. "It's not the smartest move to be in cahoots with a sociopath like Dr. Richards." He looks to Abigail. "I'm being stonewalled on access to the information. Take this into consideration though -- Richards claimed to be working on a way to neutralize Quakezone's powers."

"Okay... then we have a few options. We can try to go through channels. See if Starguard's high muckity mucks can get the info for us. I could call in some military intel folks... or we could simply -visit- Los Alamos and find out for ourselves."

Bee says, "Does anybody have any information on Kubik's psychological makeup that can be used to make a prediction?"

Under the weight of Paul's direct inspection Felicia falls silent and remains so, watching the discussion ebb to and fro as the experienced heroes attack the problem with impressive focus and intensity.

Paul says, "I'm working on the official Starguard channels. Abigail, perhaps you can work on you military connections. As for the visit, I'm planning on assigning SG agents to Los Alamos to escort the transfer. It's unclear what kind of access you will have to the facility."

"I'm not sure about Kubik and psychology..." She eyes the computer and then sits down to try to look up such information. She's no computer expert, but is hoping for a user friendly interface. "Right, I'll call the General, and see if we can't get -some- idea for need to know. Worst case scenario, see if you can get at least myself and Felicia here assigned to the detail for escort."

Paul says: "In other news, Jolt, Ten, Pleia, and Chen managed to save a hijacked ship and prevented some potentially dangerous extradimensional equipment from falling into the hands of a madman."

Paul nods to Abigail. "Sounds good."

"Chen!" exclaims Abigail. "Perfect! We use Chen to impersonate Doctor Richards for the transfer. We dress the doctor in like guard's clothing..." she shrugs and inclines her head, "Unless you have a better idea Bee."

Bee has sat silent during most of the conversation, letting other people talk while she absorbs information. When she finally does speak, she says, "Are there any third parties that might attack during the transfer? I can't imagine he would cause a beef-up in security if he planned to attack himself, but if he wanted to protect Dr Richards from an attack by somebody else..."

"I could see Next Gen wanting to eliminate her if they can't control her... Kubik could be more loyal to her than to them." thinks Abigail out loud.

Felicia settles on the edge of a desk to watch the conference but apparently has very little to offer in the way of insight or commentary and se sits in silence, eyes flickering from one to the other of the assembled agents.

Paul says, "I wonder if the Doctor knows the her old associates might be trying to kill her?"

"Honestly, if I knew what she likely knows, I'd assume they'd try to silence me if possible." offers Abigail with a shrug, "I mean it's possible she could blow things wide open. Which... gives us an unprecedented opportunity. If they -do- attack... and we save her, then perhaps we could prove to her that they want her dead and that cooperating fully with us is her only hope. Maybe we could get even more info out of her. Oh Paul... if we're doing this... I formally requisition that Cloaking Next Gen transport for the mission."

"Jolt's team is bringing it back as we speak," Paul says.

.... "... Back?"

Paul says, "They needed it for the hijacking rescue."

Bee says, "If I'm right."

Felicia swings her sneakered feet back and forth watching the interplay between the three senior agents. The note of concern in Abi's voice when Paul mentions the transport has been used brings a smile to her lips.