Not the week she asked for.

[poorgirlsarcee]

She had managed to survive the questioning from S.H.I.E.L.D. though she had a feeling that they weren't really done when she and the others were released, but not like they knew anything else. 

She was still trying to figure out how she had been grabbed from the mansion, though that wasn't where she had been asked to be dropped off in the early morning.  At this point she didn't care.  The agent that had driven her was still waiting, despite her telling him it would be fine.  Ringing for Vincent's place she waited for him to answer hoping he was still up.  

That was when her bike decided to try to reconnect with her.  It started as a light tingling in the arm with the band, which she shook, hoping it was just nerves.  Few seconds later it was burning, actually bringing her to her knees, biting down on her lip she leaned against the doorjamb cradling the arm with her other.  By then the Agent had left her, at least she wouldn't be poked and prodded by their medics.  She closed her eyes a moment reaching for her cell to try to call home, if Vincent didn't get there soon she was going to get them to pick her up.

"Please... cool it, I know you're angry so am I.  Just ease up the link."  The words were barely mumbled as her hand fumbled and she dropped her cell, the number for the mansion dialing.

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[vincent_amora]

Vincent answers his phone, but before he can even give an ordinary greeting, he hears Mira start talking.

"Uh... why should I be angry; I'm not, by the way; and why are you angry?"

[poorgirlsarcee]

"...Vincent outside your place. Bike's acting out..." She managed to say at least as she slid down, sitting on her phone ending the call.

[vincent_amora]

Vincent blinks as the call cuts off, then rushes to the window. He looks down to the pavement, and his expression darkens. "Mira!" He jumps off the balcony and lands beside her.

[poorgirlsarcee]

She's holding her arm biting her lip to keep from screaming. When he neared her she actually flinched a little before she realized who it was. "Vincent..."

[vincent_amora]

"I'm right here. Just tell me what you need. Do you know what's happening?" He touches a hand to her forehead, establishing a basic link with an enchantment. No sense forcing her to strain herself talking if she's in that much pain already.

[poorgirlsarcee]

Break the link temporarily... With the bike... need to adjust. She felt warm to the touch though, fevered, probably brought on by the implant acting up.

"Need to rest, I, didn't want the others seeing me like this."

[vincent_amora]

"Hush."

You're safe. His voice cuts into her mind, as he builds up walls around it as well. Back in the physical, he picks her up and carries her inside.

[poorgirlsarcee]

She nodded slightly cradling her arm. "Could... you wait to tell the others? At least until my bike stops screaming at me?" She whispered resting her head on his shoulder.

[vincent_amora]

It can wait... a little while. He glances up, and then levitates them up the stairwell to keep things smooth. Has this ever happened before? What can I do?

[poorgirlsarcee]

Once... Back when we first joined. And once again when I got sick, blacked out for a few days, and it was worried rambling... This time seems worse. Last time she had managed to numb the pain with a few bottles of JD, but this time she didn't want the hangover. Seems worse too, like the part in my skin's infected.

[vincent_amora]

I can block the pain out, but do you think there's any risk of actual damage? Pain is important communication from your body. Is there a way the bike can just be turned off?

He reaches his apartment and puts Mira on the couch.

[poorgirlsarcee]

She shook her head. We're linked. The AI can probably be rewritten, but I only know the extreme basics of the programming. And I've been working on it. She could understand the programming, but not why it was done the way it was. Once I can think clearly I might be able to calm it down though.

[vincent_amora]

He gets her some painkillers and a pillow, trying to keep her comfortable. Take these for now. He holds her head up as he offers her a glass of water to help. How did you ever get that thing, anyway?

[poorgirlsarcee]

She bit her lip a moment before taking the pills.

"Kind of stole it from the guys that hired me to figure it out... I don't know what branch they're from, but I found out enough to disable the more dangerous weapons." She said softly. "Probably not the best idea, but it's alien tech, and well they wanted the weapons. With the destruction it told me it could cause... I couldn't let them have it."

[vincent_amora]

"Seems like the smart call." He steps back out of her head, as she seems to be stabilizing already. Vincent isn't keen on the opportunity for anyone to traipse around his head, even people he likes.

"What else can it tell you?'

[poorgirlsarcee]

She was glad when he stopped poking around in her head at least. "Right now? It's giving me the basic bio readings going through recalibration and berating me for going off line so long..." She groaned a little. "How long was I missing? Because I remember going into the kitchen at the mansion and then I woke up on a stage. The music was horrible and the laughter if any was totally canned."

[vincent_amora]

"Well... there was the lunch date, which was very nice. Then you missed our date set for after that. Maybe a day lost?"

[poorgirlsarcee]

She frowned at that still lying on the couch. "This isn't how I want to make that up to you Vincent." She did reach out her hand catching his. "Sorry I came here this way. It's just I needed to collect my thoughts on what happened before I spoke to Nick and Bruce. Already spent a few hours with S.H.I.E.L.D., feel sorry for the kid that was with us, he didn't have any answers and I don't remember seeing him in the madhouse."

[vincent_amora]

"You don't have to make anything up to me." He assures her, sitting on the armrest by her head and touching a hand to her forehead after she takes his hand. "Although I wouldn't recommend telling them you came to me first instead of them."

[poorgirlsarcee]

"I didn't come here first. S.H.I.E.L.D. picked us up. I had them drop me off here because it was closer and I needed to think before confronting the others." She hissed a little as she snuggled onto the couch to be more comfortable. "Okay yeah don't move until my arm stops wanting to pull a Human Torch routine. Got it." The comment was more to her bike, but hey she didn't trust the link between the two right now without talking.

[vincent_amora]

"Did they do anything to you?" Vincent had what he considered to be a well-founded suspicion for any organization as powerful as S.H.I.E.L.D.

"You can stay as long as you need. I'll explain to Kristoff and Audhild, and take the couch while you're here."

[poorgirlsarcee]

"Arcade? Just really freaked me out. SHIELD? Just questioned me." She gave a slight nod. I'll still have to get my bike. Though should be at the mansion. I remember being there then waking up where ever I was taken."

[vincent_amora]

"How complex are the systems? Are they tolerant of modification, or does it seem like it's all set just so? I might be able to help you with a remote retrieval system. Close enough to what I'm already working on."

[poorgirlsarcee]

"They're a bit more complex than most tech on Earth now. Though I'd be dead if it didn't allow modifications. I removed most of the heavy guns, stashed them in various parts of the country in their most basic components." She twitched her fingers slightly frowning a little at the pain. "I think we'd have to talk it over with him when he's not temperamental though. I'll just grab a cab when I'm about to head home."

[vincent_amora]

"It's a 'him'?" He blinks, stroking his fingers against the edge of her hairline.

"I never really thought of it being assigned a gender."

[poorgirlsarcee]

"It's a little needy war machine so I like to think of it as a guy. Not that all guys are it's just war machines tend to be more of a boys and their toys kind of thing." She grinned at him.

[vincent_amora]

"I think you need to broaden the scope a bit. War is hell; hell is other people." He smirks back at her, adjusting the pillow under her head. "Are you feeling any better yet?"

[poorgirlsarcee]

"Oh hush, I'm not feeling well." She stuck her tongue out at him. Though now that he asked, other than her arm throbbing a little she was feeling better. "Yeah, let me guess just gave me the medical equvilant to morphine? Not complaining."

[vincent_amora]

"Just herbal supplements. Kristoff told me about them, so I started keeping them on hand." He strokes her hair. "Do you think SHIELD told the Avengers you went missing? How often do you check in with them anyway?"

[poorgirlsarcee]

"Okay not as bad. Still drugging your girlfriend though." She giggled slightly at that. "They would have told them that they found me. I live in the building so most of them see me at some point durring the day. I was actually... on the way into the labs for something that morning. Woke up on a stage. So pretty sure the Avengers know I went missing.:

[vincent_amora]

"They already kicked me off the team once. I don't need them hearing that sort of thing." Vincent gives her an exaggerated scowl and rumples her hair. He furrows his brow, feeling a little twinge of judgmental disapproval over them not having found her already. Surely they'd been looking, right?

Damn it Skuld you're not Mira. *Throws muse in her box*

[poorgirlsarcee]

"So when they ask I'll remind them it was only medical." She mumbled. "And considering everything going on, I mean really I'm not even a field member officially so they probably think I fell asleep working on some engine." She had caught the look and figured that would have to be what he was thinking about. "If they're really worried I'm sure we'll see them here soon enough."

[vincent_amora]

"Wonderful." He says, somewhat dryly, stroking her hair again. "I think we're going to need to tell them we're involved with one another sooner than we originally planned. I don't want us to have to skulk around, or worry about them finding us together."

[poorgirlsarcee]

"I think they already know. They just haven't said anything about it." She did give him a small grin. We'll have to tell them anyway right?" At that she pouted a little, but knew that it was one of those things they had to deal with, after all he had been removed from the team.