happy accident #345235

[despicableglee]

WHO: Carol Danvers, Xellos
WHERE: USAF base in [insert state idc geography is fake it's rp]
WHEN: March
WHAT: Carol has to put up with this thing now
WARNINGS: ?? ?? ? ? prob nah??


"Aaah, my!"

Sometimes, just for funsies, Xellos opts to teleporting at-random, leaving his destination in the hands of whatever fates are still around after those other fates packed up and left. Rarely is he disappointed, because rarely are his expectations high enough to be disappointed!

In this case, he's found himself in the hangar housing some very impressive machines! Airplanes, right? Humans really outdo themselves with big, bulky machinery in this world...

Like some kind of alien tourist, he picks up his phone and takes a picture, utterly disregarding the big, red sign with big, white letters that say RESTRICTED ACCESS: AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY within the frame of his shot.

"What a serious-looking profile, mm...!"

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[usaf]

Carol's in the hangar, prepping for her next test flight. All the pre flight checks are going swimmingly, until she hears the telltale noise of a cell phone camera going off. She exits the cockpit, climbing down to investigate.

"Who's there? Rook, is that you?"

[despicableglee]

By the time she's hoped down onto the floor, Xellos has cleared under the cockpit and is on the other side, lightly knocking his staff along the wing.

"Hah! It really is just a huge hunk of metal, isn't it?"

[usaf]

What the actual hell? Who is this weirdo?

"Sir, are you authorized to be here? This is a closed base."

Carol doesn't work about needing to call security. She's pretty sure she can take him, if need be.

[despicableglee]

"Hmm-?"

Xellos stops, turning around, looking perplexed to even be addressed. After a beat, he smiles, waving, his tone chipper to the point of airheadedness.

"Well, hello! Haha, I guess if it was so closed-off, I wouldn't be here, now would I?"

[usaf]

"Uh... Hi."

Who the heck is this guy? He looks like an Air Force base is about the last place he's supposed to be.

"How did you get in here? Did they allow you through the gate at entry?"

[despicableglee]

"Oh, no," Xellos replies cheerfully, dismissing the notion with a slight handwave. "No one allowed me. I just decided to visit!"

What, like it's hard?

[usaf]

"...Right." Who the hell is this maniac?

Carol strides over to him, her step authoritative and confident.

"Well, I'm going to have to ask you to leave. This part of the base isn't open to civilians."

[despicableglee]

The suspicion is potent, but strangely...crispy? There must be something more than this surface-level displeasure Xellos is tasting; it's the kind of vibe he gets when drawing near very potent sources of power. Now, in his world, that'd be conduits for magic -- sorcerers like the infamous Lina Inverse -- but even she has a quality all her own.

This place doesn't play by Lord Ruby-Eye's rules, and so Xellos finds he has much more to learn.

Fine by him!

He gives an understanding nod. "Mm, I see. Well, then I'll just leave in a bit! No sense in going now that I'm already here, right?"

[usaf]

Yeah, that suspicion is only growing with the ever passing seconds. There's no way Carol is letting this guy out of her sight until he's safely off base.

"Why don't I show you around? Give you a guided tour."

A tour of everything in a straight line between here and the exit.

[despicableglee]

"Oh?"

He tilts his head thoughtfully, bouncing his staff off his shoulder while he considers it.

"Well, having an expert explain this place would be helpful, yes...so long as it's not cutting into your work? I imagine you're very busy!"

[usaf]

Carol puts on her best 'dealing with an idiot' smile, and carefully ushers him away from the plane and towards the door leading out of the hangar.

"Oh, no. I was just about to take my break, anyway. You've got perfect timing."

[despicableglee]

"How fortunate!" he declares, pleased, before digging his heel in to a stop and turning.

"Ah, but I've already been that way. I want to see what's over this way!"

He points back toward the interior.

[usaf]

Carol remains firm in her path towards the exit.

"There's nothing interesting over there. Just some boring planes. Let's go this way."

[despicableglee]

Oh, but that's no fun! Xellos isn't about to let things end so easily.

After a thoughtful click of his tongue, he vanishes -- the space where he was now cold and empty. At the same time, he has reappeared by one of the doors leading further into the complex, rubbing his chin at the AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY sign above and the badge reader beside it.

"'ID required,' huh? It sure must be important..."

He's going to jiggle the handle anyway.