“A Small Shot Glass.”

Ieytd lore #8 (I think?) Descending into the next life Part 2

⚠️Warnings⚠️: Get out your tissues this is gonna be some heavy angst

Low power…..

LOW POWER?!

The agents’ stood there in utter disbelief and hopelessness No…no this can’t be it…Less than a minute was left. They gave it all they had…only to fail now?! Her success only a fickle illusion, she shoved her hands against her face, silently breaking down. How were they gonna find power in less than a minute. Both of them silently admitted it was safe to say it was over. They’d lost. Pheonix looked toward the briefcase…the abort button had familiar hooks. He couldn’t withhold the gasp that escaped him as it began to click….”….Pheoness…” Pheoness looked at him with teary eyes as he pointed at the power storage box and realization lit up in her eyes as well. Reginald also started to realize “No….no….Agents! You’ll fall to your deaths….! T-there’s gotta be another way…” His desperate plea ringing through their ears. The two agents looked at each other, a silent agreement as they took out one clip each. 30 seconds remaining. They had to do this. It was inevitable. The sacrifice had to be made, even if it meant death for both of them. If they’d have a choice to save themselves or the world, they’d choose the world. Every. Single. Time. “Together…?” Phoenix gently took her hand, caressing the back of her hand with the gentlest touch. For the first time ever, Pheoness saw tears run down Phoenix’s cheeks, leaving small trails down his face

“Together.”

They both plugged their clips in before pressing the abort button. It was done. No going back.

The elevator shook under their feet. There was only a few precious seconds left before it couldn’t hold them .“Well, I didn’t expect this…..” Zor sighed “I’ll be seeing you, agents. If you survive that is…” The snapping of elevator cords were audible above them. Pheoness took the earpiece she had, caressing the soft fabric of her mic. It was clear that Reginald was shocked silent from their decision. “Sorry, Reggie…” Pheoness responded, her voice grave but still full of affection. There was one thing she was dying to say, but she couldn’t do it. Not now “take care of the agency for us….” A few shaky breaths came from the other side before a small “Agents…” comes through the earpiece.

The final cord snaps and their fate is sealed

She remembers this part the most vividly. The feeling of stomach, along with her whole body, numbing. The sound of Reginald’s scream clashing with the explosions from the self destructing nuke. The only thing she would wish is to spend more time with her Reggie. She knew she’d have to part from him, though. It’s written in the contract of the agency. She hopes he’ll get over them after a while, the thought of seeing him cry killed her internally. But, other than that, she wouldn’t die any other way. The lighting of the explosions were actually kind of cool, like something from the movies. She looked at Pheonix, looking all around him in a panic. “Kid, it’s okay…” she says, causing Phoenix to look up at her. She glides over to him, taking him into a gentle embrace. “Is it really gonna be over…?” He whimpers, burying her head in his chest. She nods “But it all turns out good in the end, right? Reginald’s going to be fine without us…someday…and all of those lives will be saved from Zor’s wrath. Like super spies.” He laughs softly “We ARE super spies…” Phoenix wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her closer “….Love you, Phee-Phee.”

She tears up slightly, looking down at the agent who’s developed into her best friend and somewhat of a little brother. All of the adventures they had together, the laughs and blood and sweat and tears they shared together. But she’s glad she spent it with a family who loves her for her.

“Love you too, Pheonix….”

Those were her last words before they crashed into the Earth, departed to an infinite black void.

Until she hears sobbing

Pheoness groans softly, looking up. Nothing but debris and ashes remain of the building. That and Phoenix’s lifeless body, which the figure is kneeled in front of. No….not again.

“What are you doing here…?” Pheoness demands “W..wasn’t this how it’s supposed to end?” The figure turns around, its eyes stone cold, but obviously hiding vulnerability. “No…..he…he wasn’t supposed to die…..” “Well explain. Now.”

It sighs “Only Pheonix was supposed to be on that elevator, not you. You were supposed to be dead. TWICE! I thought even if you’re alive, you wouldn’t intervene, but no! You had to mess up everything! Now…I..I can’t revive him….I maybe able to help if….” It grabs her shoulders with an iron grip “Listen, punk. I’m going to give you one last chance. Go back in your body, and try your best to heal him. If he’s in a good enough condition, I can revive him. You better fix what you miss or else I’m making your life a living hell! You got that?” She nods, looking down at the body. His limbs were mangled and broken and his body was covered in countless injuries, but his lips were twisted upwards slightly.. he was smiling…? “Just get back in your body..I don’t want to see your face anymore…” Pheoness turned to it, nodding silently before hopping back in her own body. Before, she didn’t feel any pain, but now very much alive, every cut, wound, and broken bone felt like torture. Blood pooled and blinded one of her eyes, leaving only one to see with. Every step felt like dying all over again. But she had to carry on, she had to be strong for Phoenix. She picks him up on her back, holding back her moans of pain as she does so. Looking around, it was strangely quiet. Not like deafening silence, a peaceful kind. In the distance, about a mile from them, was a building. It wasn’t quite recognizable yet, but as they got closer, she was able to make out the shape, then the true size. It was a decently large building but it seemed to be abandoned. No window on the building was intact and no power seemed to be coming from it. Pheoness knocked on the door, just in case. No reply. After a minute, she was able to open the door that was barricaded by tons of spider webs. Not very roomy, but it’ll do. She sets him down on a nearby table. Only a few odd creaks came from it, but she was fairly certain it could hold him unlike that elevator . The bandages in her pocket were bloody, but could soak up a few more liters, so she wrapped them around his wounds. She collapsed next to him afterwards, exhaustion taking over her. “I’ll see you soon.” She whispered before slipping away from consciousness

Oh boy, what a night it’s been

Tags: @pandagobrr @wyvchard @juniperfan17

Nah, just stumbled around. Lucky too, sometimes people do things they regret.”

Kai is wandering around the place, probably lost again, and finds an office with a door slightly open. He stops for a moment, considering just going about his day, but (being the slightly nosy person he is) decides some friendly conversation couldn't hurt.

He pushes the door open, "Anyone in here?"

@agent--shadow

”Who’s there?” Pheoness remarks, leaning back on her favorite spinney chair

“Been there done that.” He chuckled

“What are YOU doing HERE, hm? There’s gotta be a reason.”

Pheoness keeps drinking for the champagne bottle

(this is @phoenix-and-found-family btw you have anon asks turned off (no judgement here))

[Well, this was just peachy. They had plans tonight, too. It wasn't their first interrogation, not by a long shot, but they wanted out of here.]

"Hey, dude?" [They said, interrupting the person currently trying to "Good Cop" them.] "I'll tell you the whole truth if you get someone else to do this."

"...I'd like to see your version of Agent Phoenix."

”W…..which one..?”

The agent states, a little confused

Pheonix: 13-12, Phee-phee isn’t looking so good. She’s reporting of horrific headaches. This only happened once before and it was in the burning theatre….

The flood of agents eventually die down, but only because it's migrating over to another base. One you thought was a secret, the underground base treated as if it was a bunker. The agents wreak havoc, digging through defenses like moles, adrenaline and determination fueling several alternate dimension Agent Phoenix's, along with a few other agents you are familiar with, and some you aren't. The fight is even bigger this time, a dust cloud appearing on the surface as agents scrap with all their teeth swords, lighters, some wielding grenades, others waving guns around like party streamers ready for bloodshed. The operatives are well trained, but there's at least a dozen adrenaline fueled agents swarming the place. And considering it usually only takes one to destroy whole factories and schemes, they do some serious damage.

Amongst the chaos, two agents slip through the entrance, blending into the shadows, barely a blip on the radar. They sneak through the levels of the base, and eventually manage to hack into the holding cells. No attempt to divert attention to the moles inside base work, as most operatives have had their earpieces smashed to bits in the fight. And not too many minutes later, an override appears on the computer, and a swarm starts to pour out from the bottom layer of the base, slowly rising upwards as the battle above ground raged on.

[Another instance of Roz’s voice rings across the intercom.]

“Ah, Agents, how unexpected! And by unexpected, I mean COMPLETELY EXPECTED! You may not be susceptible to moles, but did you prepare for… ACTUAL MOLES?!”

[Roz laughs maniacally, and the ground beneath the agents’ feet rumbles as giant mind-controlled battle-moles tear up the ground and begin their attack, making any attempt at fighting back difficult.]

(Heyy it's me, I'm back from the dead, and I saw your rp request, you can choose the location)

[There is a sound of a window shattering and a young man with messy (this is my Phoenix) black hair swings in Tarzan style and runs through the room, a Zoraxis agent hot on his tail]

Pheonix sneaks behind the Zoraxis agent

“LOOKING FOR SOME THING BUDDY?! CATCH!” He throws a small grenade at the Zoraxis employee, fending them off

He takes out a video camera and hands it to them

(Heyy it's me, I'm back from the dead, and I saw your rp request, you can choose the location)

[There is a sound of a window shattering and a young man with messy (this is my Phoenix) black hair swings in Tarzan style and runs through the room, a Zoraxis agent hot on his tail]

Pheonix sneaks behind the Zoraxis agent

“LOOKING FOR SOME THING BUDDY?! CATCH!” He throws a small grenade at the Zoraxis employee, fending them off

(this is @phoenix-and-found-family btw you have anon asks turned off (no judgement here))

[Well, this was just peachy. They had plans tonight, too. It wasn't their first interrogation, not by a long shot, but they wanted out of here.]

"Hey, dude?" [They said, interrupting the person currently trying to "Good Cop" them.] "I'll tell you the whole truth if you get someone else to do this."

"...I'd like to see your version of Agent Phoenix."

”W…..which one..?”

The agent states, a little confused

NOT THE BEAUTIFUL RUSSIAN VIOLINIST!!!

You know, I’m surprised none of horde of agents have come trying set Ulanova free. I expected that to happen on her birthday when we captured her, but we’ve had her safely locked up with no incidents since initial capture.

Because I’ve been inactive for so long

Have a Roxanna PRISM

I’m still alive:)

ieytd Lore #6 Bird of a feather infiltrate the Wine Cellar (Part 1)

(Nothing really happens in Jet Set or Eaves drop besides the two getting into some chaos and Pheoness getting poisoned by the death by chocolate)

Warnings: Violence, alcohol use

The duo were FINALLY able to sneak into the Wine cellar of Juniper’s mansion. The gathering in the ballroom was so lively that even a few floors under they could hear muffled chatter and music. “I told you it was on the bottom floor! The Wine cellars are ALWAYS on the bottom floor!” Pheoness scoffed “Well how was I supposed to know?! If this dang mansion was put in the sea, people would mistake it for a whale!” Pheonix retorted back. The two bickered like young siblings until a swift fist to the face sent Pheonix stumbling backwards. Pheoness quickly grabbed the figure’s wrist, flinging them into the ground. The person on a ground was a man who looked like he was in 40s. His almost pitch black eyes were filled with malice. “You two…” he hissed before sending a kick to Pheoness’s stomach. She yelped in pain and her grip on him loosened, allowing him to escape from her grasp. The strange man started bolting to the exit before Pheonix tackled him to the ground with a loud ‘thud’. Pheoness, recovering from the last blow, helps pin his arms down. The man was flailing around vigorously like an vicious cat, occasionally shouting for Juniper. If he got to loud or was able to escape, their whole cover would be blown. Fortunately, a good punch in the noggin from Pheonix knocked him unconscious. Pheoness, coughing softly, fist bumped Pheonix “Good work, kid.” She panted, clearly out of breath. “Put him in the box.” She points to a large crate in the middle of the wine chamber. The two slowly drag the unconscious body in the crate, making it near impossible to escape. Pheonix locks the main door of the wine cellar, barricading it well. He let out a slight wince in pain as the adrenaline started wearing off and clutched the eye that was slugged. Noticing this, Pheoness took his face gently in her hands, examining it. “You should probably get that eye checked out after this, it’s blackening already. That guy had a nasty left hook.” She said before letting go of his face. “I can’t really see out of it..” Pheonix admits sheepishly as he wraps a spare napkin around his swelled up eye like an eyepatch. “Reginald? We’re fine. We just had a quick….interruption.” Pheonix spoke into his earpiece “PHEONESS! DONT DO THAT!” He took an eye off of her for five seconds and she was chugging a bottle of wine with a tag that said “Juniper hated it.” wrapped around its top. “Screw Juniper, this is delicious.” She muttered, using her telekinesis to pass him another bottle “Take a drink yourself and we’ll get on with this mission.” Pheonix sighed and took the bottle, taking a swig of it.

“Gibson!” A familiar voice yelled through the communication systems. “Get me my regular with two glasses! And quickly!” Junipers voice had a hint of aggression and weariness to it. He was in a bad mood for sure, probably due to Pheonix ransacking through the Fabricator’s office. They take the two glass cups and put it in the transporter. Pheoness is tempted to put the bottle she was drinking in the chute to purposely annoy Juniper for the poisoned cake, but decided not to. It would probably blow their cover anyways. “Pheonix, this one has a tag that says ‘Be careful: last bottle.’ You think this could be it?” Pheonix examines the bottle carefully “It’s probably our best bet.” They put the bottle in the chute and send it to the ballroom, praying that it was the correct bottle. The silence was agonizing before they heard Juniper’s voice again “Thanks, Gibs. I needed this..” He sighs, a little calmer than usual before clearing his throat and reverting to his harsh tone “I need the mimic mask. Now.” The mimic mask! It’s somewhere in here, but where? The two search and drink, and search, but for once in their life, there were no clues. Juniper grew very impatient, sometimes even shouting into the intercom. “I don’t get it! We search every inch of this place, where is that mimic mask!?” She exclaimed, defeat was familiar to her before she met her found family, but this was the first time she felt it afterwards. Pheonix frowns softly when seeing her depressed state. He noticed that guy who attacked them, who they now know as Gibson, dropped his hat when they were fighting. The agent put it on his head, imitating the servant. Pheoness is confused by his goofy display, she cracks a smile, laughing softly. Phoenix accidentally dropped the hat, which the two didn’t mind, but they soon found out on the inside was a hidden paper, it was finally the clue they needed. “Yes!” She shouted “Now, let’s figure out what this-“ Pheoness’s joy was quickly replaced with fear as they heard an aggressive knock on the door. “Hey, Gibs! Is that girl dancer with you? We haven’t seen her and she’s supposed to preform in 10!” The two looked at each other, internally panicking. What were they supposed to do?! If they don’t respond, whoever’s behind the door would get suspicious. Pheoness sighs defeatedly, her heart pounding while she takes off her jacket, her white undershirt being revealed. “Stay out of sight.” She whispers to Pheonix before walking to the door, getting a bottle of wine as she does. Pheonix knew she has a plan, but what was it? Pheoness opens the door slightly, putting a strand of hair to cover her left eye. She is met by one of Juniper’s security and she tries to imitate the Fabricators accent. “Why, sorry. I just had to have a drink before I preform, it’s only tradition.” She purrs “Well, cmon, follow me. You need to change into your dress.” The security guard commands walking to the ballroom. She disconnects her earpiece so the sound of Reginald’s voice won’t blow her cover. “WHAT ARE YOU -?!” Phoenix exclaimed in a hushed whisper. “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. Find the mimic mask and get the briefcase.” She replied before following the security guard to the dressing room. Turns out, Pheoness can be an actress herself.

The dressing room was filled with beautiful outfits and garments. They looked extremely expensive as well, typical Juniper. An older woman was in the room “Oh, there you are! And I thought you weren’t going to show!” As soon as the woman started speaking, Pheoness instantly knew who it was. None other than the Fabricator herself! Pheoness had to hide her shock, for this is the first time seeing her in person. “Well, come now. Get into your dress. I still need to put your makeup on.” Dresses and heels weren’t really her style, but she couldn’t lie, her outfit was absolutely gorgeous. It was a blue satin dress, embedded with sapphires at her waist and hips. It was hard not to trip in it, but she had to admit she digs the new look. As the Fabricator was gently applying makeup to her face, Pheoness spoke up in a slight accent, since she had to hide her voice “Fabricator…is it normal to feel like you’re about to throw up your intestines before preforming?” The Fabricator let out a soft chuckle “Of course, dear. You just got a little stage fright, that’s all. I promise, you’re going to kill it out there.” She nods as The Fabricator steps back to admire her work “You look beautiful, darling. Absolutely stunning.” Pheoness looks down at herself, she’s never worn anything different from her regular suit and pants, but she doesn’t mind it. “Let’s get you out there..” She says, intertwining her arm with Pheoness’s. For being an evil genius, The Fabricator’s surprisingly more sweet and caring than she thought. Before they knew it, they were backstage, the ballroom mere feet ahead of them. The woman could feel her trembling at the mere sight of the crowd and her breathing growing unsteady. Pheoness just wanted to sneak back to Pheonix. She never asked for this. She felt The Fabricators other hand gently caresses her arm “It’s okay, dear. You’re alright. Take a deep breath. Here.” She places a blue mask in Pheoness’s hand, similar to the one she saw on Juniper’s jet, just without the x-ray vision. “Your own finishing touch, just let the rhythm of the music flow through you.” Pheoness’s muscles slightly loosen but she’s still shaking with nervousness as the lights of the ballroom fade into darkness. “That’s your cue, go get em.” As if it were some sort of nightmare, there she was. On the main stage of the ballroom, with the blinding spotlight on her, all eyes were on her and only her.

(It might be a day or two before I post the next part cause there’s gonna be like 3 or 4 parts:/