The mate to a key and lips to a secret.

[enigmaestro]

WHO: SKRULLOCK HOLMES, TONY STARK, EDWARD NYGMA, NORMAN OSBORN, DR. JOHN ZOIDBERG and YOU!
WHERE: The Quarantine Room.
WHEN: February 22nd (evening) to February 24th (afternoon).
WARNINGS: None necessarily? Bickering doesn't merit a warning.
SUMMARY: Skrulls in the dungeon. Well, one anyway.
FORMAT: I'll introduce the setting in paragraph, but you choose what format you prefer.


The area for the quarantined is spacious and clean. Although technically under police custody, the room is established in a large auditorium of City Hall. There are five walled 'dividers' that offer the quarantined the semblance of privacy. Never mind that every inch of the room is taped on camera -- cameras that Mitchell Hundred can control with a word. Never mind that there are armed guards on the other wise of each exit. Never mind that the communicators of the quarantined have been disabled from encryption capabilities.

They were allowed a bed. Access to any bathroom was to be monitored. Meals would be provided. They were handcuffed but not leglocked. If any of the number disagreed with their situation, heavier imprisonment was negotiable.

The quarantined were to be questioned by those in authority, or those who were experts on Skrull detection. Or those who thought they were.

ooc || begin a thread with your character name in the heading. anyone can tag into your thread, including other quarantined individuals.

Comments

[out_of_time]

Viruses in Starktech? [Jack makes a mental note to ask about that later because THAT DOES NOT SOUND GOOD.]

I'll talk to your people and get those timesheets, then. [Starting with Rose. A new intern might be more susceptible. Jack's pretty sure Norman isn't going to slip up here, but it's still worth the try]

Right now, I want specific details on where you were on the nights of- [He goes through the dates and times of known abductions as well as Selina and Andy's respective dramas]

[osreborn]

Mmhm. They overrode the Iron Man systems and weaponry; it was absolutely dreadful. Mine was among the only technology still useable.

[ He raised his eyebrow, his face unresponsive at the dates and times Bauer listed off, though he recognized most of them. Norman described his whereabouts: OsCorp, and what he was doing: mostly doing quality checks over his inventory to make sure nothing was affected, and working on the power generators he's designing for the Mayor. ]

Satisfactory?

[out_of_time]

[Jack hides his frustration well as Norman spins out his alibis with aplomb, but his control slips when he hears-]

You're working for the Mayor? On the City's power supply?

[osreborn]

We both think the frequent EMP power outages or other types of blackouts are incredibly detrimental and dangerous to our City. So I've been inventing a few workarounds.