"Not at all." Phil gestured. "I'm parked this way." He started picking his way back through the wreckage of ketchup, mustard, and charred bits of metal. Agent Woo met them a block later, and Phil paused, tilting his head back toward the scene. "There's not much clean-up, just some blasted cars and a lot of... condiments."
Woo nodded. "Got it. Heard you got a non-lethal on both of them?"
"Thanks to Danvers."
"Good work, Agent Danvers." Woo smiled at her. "The guys in Bio R&D were just saying the other day that they needed more speedster physiology data. Guess they'll get it now."
Phil hid a small wince. He did not envy those two--once the science wing of the R&D department got their hooks into someone, there was no end to the tests. They were all humane, for the most part, but life as a guinea pig was not Phil's idea of a vacation. "We're going to head back to HQ. Let me know if anything comes up here."
"Will do, sir." Woo headed off to the scene and they arrived at Phil's car a moment later.
He got in on the driver's side, calling, "It's open!" to her as he settled in. He hadn't bothered to lock it--if someone was ballsy enough to be wandering around while all that was going down a couple blocks away, maybe they deserved to get in. There wasn't anything to take, anyway: this was a SHIELD vehicle, bare of anything except a sophisticated GPS system hidden in the dash and an arsenal under the backseat. Neither were accessible without a voiceprint.
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...lol somehow this turned kind of tl;dr sorry
Date: 2012-04-22 02:56 am (UTC)Woo nodded. "Got it. Heard you got a non-lethal on both of them?"
"Thanks to Danvers."
"Good work, Agent Danvers." Woo smiled at her. "The guys in Bio R&D were just saying the other day that they needed more speedster physiology data. Guess they'll get it now."
Phil hid a small wince. He did not envy those two--once the science wing of the R&D department got their hooks into someone, there was no end to the tests. They were all humane, for the most part, but life as a guinea pig was not Phil's idea of a vacation. "We're going to head back to HQ. Let me know if anything comes up here."
"Will do, sir." Woo headed off to the scene and they arrived at Phil's car a moment later.
He got in on the driver's side, calling, "It's open!" to her as he settled in. He hadn't bothered to lock it--if someone was ballsy enough to be wandering around while all that was going down a couple blocks away, maybe they deserved to get in. There wasn't anything to take, anyway: this was a SHIELD vehicle, bare of anything except a sophisticated GPS system hidden in the dash and an arsenal under the backseat. Neither were accessible without a voiceprint.