Chapter 3: Cosmology

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"Oh, we know what we need to do." Starlord gestures. The holo-image changes, displaying a giant flying cathedral floating above the center of the Fault. "That's the captial Templeship of the Universal Church of Truth - to give you some perspective, that thing is about five times the size of Manhattan Island, but that's their command ship and it's likely where Ad-" Quill shakes his head. "Where the Magus is, trying to use the Fault to take control of all the timelines."

"Hmm. I could stab it. Would stabbing it help?" Drax inserts.
Moondragon shakes her head. "Dad, please."

Mantis walks in front. "The UCT fleet has a form of teleport shielding that thus far, I have been unable to find a means to penetrate. If we could-"

"I AM GROOT!"

Thanos rubs his chin. "Clever, but how do you account for the spatial inversion?"

"I AM GROOT!"

"Impressive, yes, that is a technique I'd never considered, but the power requirements?"

"I AM GROOT!"

"Simply brilliant. Your Majesty is most wise." Thanos gives a slight bow, before turning to Starlord. "With my assistance, King Groot will be able to modify your teleportation system within the next four hours."

"I AM GROOT!"

"Apologies Lord Groot. Three hours."


Starlord simply shrugs. "Uh...ok, but we'll still need a diversion, or Magus will know we're coming."

Thanos gives a smile and there is a bright twinkle in the dark pools of shadow that hide his eyes. "I believe I can arrange something. Assuming that my counterpart in this universe shared the same command frequencies as myself. I'll send for....let us say help."

"That is so not reassuring." Jack Flag sighs.

"Not like we have a choice. Alright, we'll go in three. Everyone, get some rest, or...do whatever it is you need to do." Starlord nods.

"I'm going to my armory to get some weapons ready, anyone who wants to borrow anything of mine, follow me." Rocket Raccoon gets up and begins moving out.

[dakota]

" Rest? " Creed looked at Blink as if shocked. " These guys get to take rests. Our teamleader doesn't even give us breaks." He rubbed his fading scars as his stomach growled. " Or at least a chance to eat. Wait, " he shot a glare at Starlord," since when are we under you lead?"

[kurff]

"Hey I'm not Magneto or Silver Sammie. I'm new to to this job." Blink smirked as she thought,
"I think a break and a chance to get information on this universe would help." She nodded.

[Renekin Skywalker]

"I'll need a structural layout of the ship, and any nice, light, powerful explosives you can provide." Gambit says. "And a clarification about how destroying the ship repairs the timeline. So far, I'm only seeing damage control."

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Cosmo's psi speak echoes in all of your minds. "As Cosmo is Chief of Security of Knowhere, you are all technically prisoners under my protection. Cosmo is simply being helpful and letting you listen to a fellow biped. Cosmo is understanding your possible confusion and will bring many foodstuffs, or you may wish to follow to Starlin's."

Starlord shrugs. "I offer good pay, benefits, a great rep and these snazzy outfits." he smirks.

Mantis stands next to Starlord with her hands clasped across her back. "Actually, you don't actually have money and don't pay so much as freelance and use Rocket Raccoon's finances to-"

Starlord rolls his eyes. "Thanks, Mantis. No, really. That's great. Anyway, you can grab some bunk time or some food. My treat." He tries to recover as he looks at Gambit. "Rocky is your best bet for explosives - we'll be setting up the Teeps to do some recon to get you whatever kind of layout we can."

Thanos adds. "Removing the threat of the Magus will at least allow for the natives of this dimension to clean up their own mess and repair the timeline. It is the most prudent course of action."

[dakota]

Creed grumbled to himself before finding a place to sit where he'd be somewhat away from the others. He wasn't happy with the whole situation, but wouldn't voice it against Blink's decision. No matter how much he disagreed with it.

[Renekin Skywalker]

"Helping save the universe counts as good behvaiour, mon ami." Gambit says to Cosmo, as he follows the little racoon to his weapons stores. "Is there any where we would know where to blow for the quickest removal of the vehicle?" He asks, as they go, figuring the racoon must have thought about this before.

[kurff]

"This mission is just to solve the timeline problem. We aren't likely to be staying long. We have other missions in other time lines due as a well."

Blink stepped aside and let the experts plan. A good leader lets the others use there talents. Also she noticed Mr.Creed slink off...as much as he slinks.

"Care for a walk?" she ask Sabertooth, She learned long ago to trust his instincts. Another universe or not his experienced guess was usually were right.

[sasqaricious]

Peeking out from behind X-23 Aura asks "So do we have to be hired to get those snazzy outfits then." Looking at her own outfit which is not much good for anything but looks relatively good and was all that X-23 had when she found her that would fit.

She then turns to X-23 "Well X-eee you know I will follow whatever you do!"

[dragonblaze99]

"Until we are reunited with Captain America, Blink is our "leader" Arua so i guess we destroy this Magus, fallow and get back to repairing our own time, that way we get home and i can take you to Xavier"

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Gambit follows Rocket Raccoon until he reaches a large door. "I can't use the passport system to hit my more major caches, so we'll have to go with what's at hand." The doors slide open to yeild a football stadium full of weapons - the shelving on several floors made of a transparent material. Rocket Racoon starts going through racks, first picking up a minigun. "Skrull Smart auto cannon- reconfiguring projectiles to yeild maximum damage. The last great weapon of a dead empire." He smiles as he slings it over his shoulder. "Oh - explosives are on the 3rd floor, northwest corner."

Blink and Sabretooth are at Starlin's - a dingy bar filled with alien creatures of every shape and size. Drax tosses a bottle with a black liquid at Sabretooth. "A Supernova. Try it, you'll like it." Bug smiles at Blink. "And what can I >tik< get you, beautiful >tik< lady?"

Over at a table in the bar, you can see Moondragon and Phyla arguining.

(Everyone else? Actions are up to you)

[kurff]

"Ahh I'm good..." she wasn't sure how to handle this but he was polite. Though at the moment she wondered what he thought. She rarely second guessed her self. blink wanted an alternatives. There had to be something.

"An alternative to killing someone.." she muttered lost in thought. she knew little. spotting the arguement she looked at bug, "Do they argue a lot?" she asked.

[Renekin Skywalker]

Gambit nodded to Racoon and started for the third floor. "What do you know about their ship?" He asks. "Is it anything like the Shi'ar ships?"

[dakota]

Creed looked at the bottle and his dark contents, then shrugged and opened it and took a testing sip. " Allright kiddo, you're up to something." He said, ushering her towards an empty table. " Otherwise you wouldn't want to talk. And if this is about the scrap with Laura, forget it, I'm not apologizing. I've met a couple other realities' X-23, and had to make sure she's not as volatile. We don't need her sinking her claws into people randomly for the way they look at her."

[sasqaricious]

Aura feeling bad walks up to Phyla hoping that her apology will prevent them from being enemies of any type. "Um, Phyla is it. Look I am sorry for what I did and thought I should apologize seeing it looks like we may be working together."

She puts out her hand hoping that she will accept it and shake it!