4881/Double Jeopardy

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Double Jeopardy
Date of Scene: 24 January 2021
Location: Pym's Mobile Lab
Synopsis: Rescue is at hand for Wade but will it be too late?
Cast of Characters: Hank Pym, Michael Hannigan, Saeko

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym gave Rod the nebulous order to keep an eye on things and money to pay for the burgers en route. He told Foss and Cozette to keep an eye on Rod. The two ants occupied, Hank put on his larger and more powerful cyber-helmet. In a few seconds he felt the sluggish minds of billions of insects hand the few million ants that were not sleeping in train tunnels and the infrastructure.

//This man. Find him. Listen for and report on people saying 'Wade Shaw' to me. OBEY.//

Truth be told ants do not understand 'please' or 'thank you' and are not usually ones for... small talk. Hank looks up where the NAMM are meeting and then texts Mike for Wade's itinerary and method of travel. Then calls the NAMM to see whether Wade arrived there.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
With the all important task of buying the burgers on route. Rod's attention is glancing towards the door. Being that he doesn't speak ant, there's not much he can do in the Gellar front right this second. Nor does he seem worried at the moment. While he highly dislikes Gellar, he does not appear all that concerned about this Shaw fellow. Perhaps the resemblance is to blame.

Hank's phone buzzes. Another message for Mike. Wade left for NAMM on the 21st. Had a flight to LA for that morning and the return flight should have left in the morning today. Same airline both ways. First class commercial. No charter this time. Barring any flight delays and factoring in a planned layover in Chicago (PIZZA!), he should have been expected mid-afternoon. It looks like the second leg of the trip has been delayed by some weather issues in Chicago however.

As for NAMM, there's a bit of a busy signal.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym sighs, rubs his eyes and calls the phone carrier. "This is Dr. Henry Pym on Avengers' business. I require a trace on the phone of Mr. Wade Shaw 917-555-2412. This is a matter of life and death. I require the phone's position NOW. I'll wait. Hurry the **** up or my next attempt with be through SHIELD and they will raise merry Hell with you." He puts the phone on speaker and readies several very esoteric programs for use. First he tries the legal way.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
The person on the other end of the phone gives a moment's of pause before speaking up. "Okay. Alright just need to verify the number you're calling fr- Oh. You're not kidding... Uh one second, let me bump you up the tier to someone who can do that for you..."

The cheery background music to camp granada starts filtering over the phone speaker.

Having grabbed what information he can from the condo, Mike ends up having to run over from the condo. This MIGHT look a little odd to any passerby with the giant ant following right after him but considering what's going on... FORGET THE MARIONETTE DISGUISE. He doesn't have time to sell that act. Besides. People should know who the hell Ant-Man is by now. Especially if he's heading in the direction of the mansion grounds.

Rod dutifully waits for the burger delivery person.

Saeko has posed:
Saeko was not a detective, not a spy...truth be told she'd only recently become what some would consider a 'super hero'. She knew nothing of spy games and had only a functional understanding of modern tech when mystics would suffice. She was here...by simple chance.

Stepping through the door, rather than magically appearing was a strange sight, but the moment she crosses the threshold of the doorway her illusion drops and the 'normal' guise fades away to reveal her yukata-wearing form and tails in all its glory.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym raises an eyebrow at the illusion melting into the reality. For the first time that day he smiles a genuine smile. Keeping an ear on the phone he gets up to greet the kitsune and take her hands.

"We can use some positive energy around here. Mike's friend, Wade had an evil double appear. We just found out. Wade left town for a meeting of his fellow musicians. We are trying to determine if he ever got there. I think... the double got him and is keeping him alive, to interrogate as long as he can. If he figures out we're onto him it could be dire. If you have any blessings for musicians now is the time. I'll have burgers in a minute.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Rod's head sways a little, listening to what bits of the hold music he can hear. Humming in the rest. As the door opens, he looks over to the newest entrant. Brows raised, he tilts his head, watching the Kitsune. "Dr. Pym...got a guest." He states, turning to look to the doctor only to find him already looking to Saeko.

The music on the phone fades out.

"Your call is important to us. Please stay on the line and the next available person will answer."

The music fades back in again.

The busy signal from the first phone call clicks off. "Anaheim Convention Center. How may I help you?"

Saeko has posed:
A blink, a tilt of her head and a little twitch of those pointed ears, Saeko's lips pull to a slight frown. She'd come for a social call, but clearly there were serious things afoot!

She nods, returning the light squeeze of the hands before opening her mouth to speak. "Blessings require off-" Oh. food. "That'll work..."

Close enough anyway!

Saeko steps back, eyes closing as a soft wave of light passes over her, flowing from the center of her chest to the tips of her tails with a flare and forming into faint glowing orbs of light. Nudges to the wheels of fate and chance, 'luck' favouring where it can, that was what she could offer. As long as the chance wasn't completely zero? Miracles were just that little bit more likely.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym let's go of Saeko's hands and grabs the phone. "Hello, I'm with Shaw Studios. I'm trying to locate Mr. Shaw with urgent news on a personal matter. Can you please page him on the PA to come to a phone. We can't seem to reach him." He gives a stage wink at Saeko, then covers the speaker to whisper a quick introduction to the two. "Rod,saeko, Saeko, Rod."

"Yeeeees hello still here."

Where are those burgers?

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Rod looks back to the fox lady and gives a nod when there's a knock at the door. Rod becomes guided by one thought and one alone, as he steps outside.

"Alright I'll give a page. Although take in mind the convention finished about an hour ago so he may have already gone back to whatever hotel you booked him at."

On the other side of the door there's a shout of surprise followed soon after by Rod's.


"Hey Mikey!"

"Really? You're on the mansion grounds and you're surprised by a giant ant?"

"I u-"

"Here's the money."


The door opens, granting access to Rod, Mike, and Bo. Rod seems a bit content looking, holding the incredibly large bag of burgers in his arms.

Mike, not so content as he looks over to Hank.

"Mikey, Sayki. Sayki, Mikey." Rod offers in introduction.

Saeko has posed:
Burgers were neat, even if Saeko was going to need to diversify her offering menu some time soon. Introductions given, she simply bowed her head with a little flutter of those fluffy inhuman tails.

She moves forwards, reaching down to retrieve herself one of the treats and take a bite for herself. "I will assist however I can, but this is...a little different for me."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym makes a shushing noise. "Yes hello... this is distressing, did Mr. Shaw sign in to the convention? He left orders not to be disturbed... but things happen. I mean he got there, right?"

Michael Hannigan has posed:
The Camp Grenada theme fades away and a rather chipper voice takes over. "Hello Dr. Pym. This is Janette. I have recieved part of the request and will just need for you to confirm the number being requested. Do you also have the name of the account holder?"

"Well unfortunately I am the center staff and not staff of the group using our facilities tod- Actually- Hold on-. Hey!" There's a murmuring on the other line and the shuffling sound as another voice comes on the line. "Oh hi! I'm part of the registration staff for the convention that was held and we're in the process of cleaning up. While we haven't entered in the written registration forms, I can check to see if the person you're asking for pre-registered. What's the name he would have booked under?"

Mike walks over towards the phone asking about the name. "Wade Shaw. He always pre-registers."

"Excellent. Just give me a chance to get this app op-" CRASH! "DAMMIT!"

Rod's eyes dart back and forth between the phones, Hank, the Kitsune, and the Mikey. He reaches into the bag to retrieve another burger and starts chowing down.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym mutters darkly and throws tree burgers in the air. None hot the ground. He waits for word on the phone trace and finally takes his own cel out and dials up Wade's phone. He activates the tracing protocols and places his phone into something that resembles a charger. He taps a couple more buttons and watches a monitor, still muttering. He absently pets Baudelaire's head as the ant begs for attention, snapping at Cozette when she tries to horn in. Cozette walks over to Rod after snapping back.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
As Rod chews, he looks over to Bo curiously. Glancing down to his burger, he looks over to Pym. "What does he eat?"

There's a clicking of keys as Janette types away after Hank gives her the phone number and name. She stays on the line as the tracking goes through. "It looks like the phone may be mostly off- But we can get that to kick back on..."

"Ugh. Ah- Okay lets see...Wade Shaw...Yes. Pre-registered. Hmm. Didn't check in though. Maybe he's playing hooky. Based from the name of the business I'm guessing that's a business owner perrogative."

Mike bows his head. Bringing a hand to his mouth as he covers up the explicative coming out of his mouth. The newfound accoustics turning it into a 'Fok' instead.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym adds a few expletives to Mike's, including what passes as curses to an ant. //Too heavy! Spider!! Bad aphid juice!!!// Bo shies away. // Bo skitters away to hide behind his drums. Cozette and Foss join him and cower. The atmosphere is made more oppressive by Saeko's unseen departure but she does have other duties.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Rod watches as Bo runs away, and then looks over to Hank, seemingly startled at the doctor's choice of language. Mikey's use of it. Not so much. There's another crinkle of wrapper as he unwraps more of his meal, taking a bite and chewing quietly as he listens in on what's going on.

"Alright. The phone is back on." Janette offers up, "Seems to be in the city. East Side area."


Mike reaches over to hang up on the convention lady, looking over to Hank.

Hank ends up getting the flash of a few images. Blonde man. Frowny face. Red Brick. Grid wire. Blonde man. Mean face.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym places his hands on the desk. He doesn't dial the phone. Definitely not. Still staring at images the others can't see, except the cowering ants he tells Mike. "Don't call. The Wade's flight still has... a few hours before it lands. The ants spotted Gellar. I'm getting images, a general direction, East Side."

After a moment he replies to the techncal assistant on the phone, "Thank you very much. You may have saved a man's life." He gets up to leave.

"We've narrowed it down. I'm taking Bo and heading to the East Side t talk to my little friends.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike looks over to Hank, giving a nod as he lowers his phone. "Shaw Studios is on the East Side." He offers, "Think he might be near there?"

At the prospect of having a general idea where to look. Rod crumples up the wrapper that used to hold his burger. "We need knives."