IC: Wilbur Flood - Dropship
"Oh dear," he mumbled as one of his shots felled another beast. He just could not do anything right this mission, could he? Still, he couldn't do more than keep shooting.
IC: Dorothy Quark, Eloise Thumper, Mara Quiver - Hero Factory Repair Bay
In the absence of any unoccupied repair technicians, Quark had to take it upon herself to fix up Thumper. It wasn't as daunting a task as one would imagine; healing nanites did most of the job nowadays. She remembered, back when she was a rookie and Hero Factory was still only a few teams rather than the impressive force it was now, she'd have had to fix a teammate by hand. She was very grateful for the invention of healing nanites, even if they didn't compare to the work of a skilled technician; rooting through whatever Thumper had done to herself never looked fun when she saw repairbots doing the task.
So, she'd helped herself to a few nanite applicators and jabbed them wherever she deemed necessary. Then she sat with the other two as they waited for the nanites to take effect.
"We should probably go help, afterwards," Thumper said, over the soft hum and zip of wires knitting themselves back together. "There may be a murderer on the loose, but we're Heroes. We should help however we can."
Quiver clutched her rifle tightly to her chest. Quark frowned. "There are already Heroes handling it, no doubt. There is no harm in staying safe."
"But what if they need us?" Thumper gestured to Quiver, to Quark, and then herself in one swift motion. "We could be the difference between a murderer getting away and a criminal behind bars. Too much help is always better than too little."
"I've made my stance clear. We are staying here. I don't know where this new attitude of yours came from, but I want it to go right back to wherever it was. Running off without warning, acting without thinking... it's not like you."
Thumper seemed confused. Quark pressed her attack. "Is it Bulk? Is he what's behind this?"
The larger Hero's expression was of pure mortification. "Oh my gosh, no!"
"Well, ever since you decided to run off on that mission, you've been acting strangely. Did he say something to you?"
"No! I barely even... I just said something stupid and walked off. That's all. It's not him."
"What is it, then?"
"Nothing! I just made a bunch of mistakes, and they all happened around the same time. I promise, that's all."
Quark peered at her. Thumper had always been terrible at lying, and she could see no indication of her withholding anything. She was relieved, frankly, but frowned to keep up appearances. "Well, I'd certainly hope so, young lady, after all the trouble I went through."
"Trouble?" Thumper seemed alarmed. "Oh, right, reports and stuff! I'm so sorry you have to do those. I'll help you! Even if my reports aren't very good, I can still-"
"No, Thumper." She nodded to Quiver, who hesitantly took up the explanation.
"Um, me and W-Will noticed you were really... sad... because of n-not being able to m-m-move up in w-wrestling. S-So we told Quark, and she w-went to see the H-Hero Resources team, and..."
"And I had them remove the ban," Quark said bluntly.
The silence stretched, only interrupted by the 'pang' of Thumper's abdominal dent flicking into place.
"But..." She seemed stunned. "They told me that it'd interfere with my Hero work too much."
"Well, they forget that wrestling training is as important to you as blaster or blade training is to any other Hero. And you're not going to learn anything staying in Newbie rank forever."
Slowly, Thumper's shocked expression melted into a happy, exceedingly bright grin. She grabbed Quark and pulled her into a crushing hug, Quiver joining her.
"I love you guys so much!" she exclaimed ecstatically.
"Keep it down," Quark snapped, though her voice was strained from the incredibly tight embrace. "There's a killer on the loose, and besides, there are people in here trying to recharge."
Thumper released them shortly after, though she grinned and squirmed with delight. Quiver uneasily glanced at the door.
"I think..." she said. "I think, what Ellie s-said earlier... we should g-g-g-go and help. We are H-Heroes, and that's our j-job."
"You, too?" Quark sighed. They had a point. "Fine. Whatever. We'll help- but only if someone calls for backup, and we are staying together. I am not putting either of you at risk."
Quark gestured for them to follow, and they walked out of the repair bay. Quiver was feeling confident enough to walk on her own, now that she had had time to settle in the company of her team, and shook her head politely when Thumper offered to lift her. Quark said, "We'll patrol the area. That way, we have a better chance of being close enough to help, if it's required."
OOC: Jeez that was a long IC for establishing the Quark Qrew is ready if backup is required.