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another attempt at a drabble thwarted by my innate loquaciousness
Title: WACKY HIJINKS
Fandom: X-Force
Rating: G and Cable-free
Rictor carefully raised the communicator to his mouth and murmured, "They're here." Fortunately, the uniformed men below seemed to notice neither the movement nor the sound, consumed as they were in unloading crates from their trucks. He counted seven armed men moving to guard the proceedings and reported as much.
"I see them," Sam's voice responded. "We have to keep them from gettin' them crates locked away. 'Ricky', I want you to make your way between them and the vault and start a Plan Alpha diversion."
"On my way," Rictor murmured back, already ghosting along the catwalk. The entire building shivered just slightly, all according to plan.
On the communicator, Sam was still issuing instructions.
"'George', you ready to block the entrance?"
"Yep," answered Jimmy's deep voice.
"Move in. 'Lucy', you in position?"
"I am," Shatterstar replied with deadly calm. Rictor managed not to snicker, giving the building another tremor. Their targets started to look nervous, especially when the side with the vault trembled and a stack of wooden pallets slid to the floor with a crash, blocking the reinforced doors.
"Right. I'm gonna get some height. When I come in, you make your entrance. Clear?"
"Understood, 'Ethel'," Shatterstar replied, and Rictor grinned. It was always hard to keep a straight face when it was Shatterstar's turn to pick mission codenames -- and then Sam crashed through the roof and their carefully planned chaos was unleashed.
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Fandom: X-Force
Rating: G and Cable-free
Rictor carefully raised the communicator to his mouth and murmured, "They're here." Fortunately, the uniformed men below seemed to notice neither the movement nor the sound, consumed as they were in unloading crates from their trucks. He counted seven armed men moving to guard the proceedings and reported as much.
"I see them," Sam's voice responded. "We have to keep them from gettin' them crates locked away. 'Ricky', I want you to make your way between them and the vault and start a Plan Alpha diversion."
"On my way," Rictor murmured back, already ghosting along the catwalk. The entire building shivered just slightly, all according to plan.
On the communicator, Sam was still issuing instructions.
"'George', you ready to block the entrance?"
"Yep," answered Jimmy's deep voice.
"Move in. 'Lucy', you in position?"
"I am," Shatterstar replied with deadly calm. Rictor managed not to snicker, giving the building another tremor. Their targets started to look nervous, especially when the side with the vault trembled and a stack of wooden pallets slid to the floor with a crash, blocking the reinforced doors.
"Right. I'm gonna get some height. When I come in, you make your entrance. Clear?"
"Understood, 'Ethel'," Shatterstar replied, and Rictor grinned. It was always hard to keep a straight face when it was Shatterstar's turn to pick mission codenames -- and then Sam crashed through the roof and their carefully planned chaos was unleashed.
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