If Wanda wasn't so occupied with more important things, like keeping Tommy from getting squashed, she'd roll her eyes. Time and place, boys. This? This isn't it.
But Tommy is related to a Pietro Maximoff...
"I felt something, but...let's just get the door open."
"All right, all right," Cal says at Tommy's insistence, but he supposes if it were him wedged between a steel door then he'd have his concerns as well.
The door begins to ease back with their collective efforts, ensuring that Tommy doesn't become a speedster sandwich in the process.
It's both the time AND the place. Tommy's got all the time in the world, and there is no where else he is so yeah. Totally proper. Especially since he actually had no interest in Cal like that.
But really, he's not concerned. He's cool as a metaphorical cumato and when he feels it start to give more, Tommy grins. He shifts between the door and the wall and squirms until he gets a leg up against the door, where he can really push. It's got some really great movement too. Yay!
Wanda sinks further into her back heel and, eyes flashing red, gives one side of the doors a good psychic yank. The metal protests - oops - but the resistance from that side lessens greatly. She knows logically that Tommy can get out of the way if this goes wrong, but that doesn't mean she likes seeing him in such a vulnerable position.
Awww, thanks not-Mom. Of course now the whole thing is open enough that he can't get leverage with his legs. But, it also means... Tommy grins and slips out of the space. Finally he's in position to properly brace his shoulder and really put his legs into it. To run against the thing.
That gives another mighty heave to the system. Was that the sound of something breaking in the door mechanism? Ah, who cares. The door is slamming open and Tommy is grinning.
Cal feels the door give, and once it's apparent that thing's not going to slide back out so easily, he relinquishes his hold through the Force. He smiles at Tommy and Wanda, and then looks past the speedster for their until now never-seen-in-person alien host.
Wanda rushes in behind them. Nothing in here looks familiar, but the singing...it's not a familiar source, but it resonates in the same place in her mind as the others did.
"Yeah, I hear it," Tommy grumbles under his breath, hands coming up to cover his ears. He fucking hated the noise. "There's a reason I asked for ear plugs or some shit."
The frequency of the singing was really getting to him.
"It's a baby planet." For lack of better words, but Wanda's never been the scientific type. "The Atroma used one to kidnap us before. The Agrii must be using this one's power to bring us here."
She glances over at Tommy. Nice try, but uh...that's not going to do very much. "It's in your mind. I can try to shield you?"
Baby planet? That makes, like, NO sense. Tommy sighs and shakes his head.
"Can mind shielding keep my head from ringing? Because if so, go for it. All I care about is getting our fucking answers. Ga Re didn't really give me anything useful when I shot her a few after getting in here.
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But Tommy is related to a Pietro Maximoff..."I felt something, but...let's just get the door open."
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The door begins to ease back with their collective efforts, ensuring that Tommy doesn't become a speedster sandwich in the process.
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But really, he's not concerned. He's cool as a metaphorical cumato and when he feels it start to give more, Tommy grins. He shifts between the door and the wall and squirms until he gets a leg up against the door, where he can really push. It's got some really great movement too. Yay!
"We've almost got this."
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That gives another mighty heave to the system. Was that the sound of something breaking in the door mechanism? Ah, who cares. The door is slamming open and Tommy is grinning.
"Fuck. Yes. Beat that, Billy!"
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"Ga Re..?"
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"Do you hear that?"
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"...what is it?" Cal asks, glancing over at Wanda. Is it the same thing she'd said she'd felt?
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The frequency of the singing was really getting to him.
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She glances over at Tommy. Nice try, but uh...that's not going to do very much. "It's in your mind. I can try to shield you?"
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Cal's expression is a cross between his confusion, concern and perhaps a bit of awe. "But why's it here?"
More links to the Atroma. Given what he's heard about them, he wonders that any link is a good thing. He turns his attention to Ga Re.
"Are you all right, Ga Re?"
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"Can mind shielding keep my head from ringing? Because if so, go for it. All I care about is getting our fucking answers. Ga Re didn't really give me anything useful when I shot her a few after getting in here.