2013-02-15 - Free Tropical Getaway: Day 4

It was Valentine's Day night. Clay Quartermain was suppose to be out on a date with a beautiful woman that was an exotic beauty, but he had to cancel on her. Ah the life of a spy, but he finds himself outside Vanguard's front door in uniform with a trench coat over it. He reaches up and goes to knock on the door, but stops pulling out a mirror and checks his hair. Then putting on his best lady killer smile, he slips the mirror back in his pocket. Then he knocks on the front door.

Since the holiday never existed on Krypton, Dedrick had spared no expense in giving his girlfriend the entire experience. It was a known fact that Supergirl is dating Dedrick Jones, and not his alter ego Vanguard. There were chocolates of all kinds, white and red balloons and a bottle of sparkling cider...on account that neither of them were old enough to drink alcohol. Dedrick is dressed casually in a pair of slacks and a button down. The plan was to spend a little quality time with Kara before taking her out for dinner at the Hellfire Club. However, when there is a knock on his door, he frowns slightly, not expecting company. Setting down the flowers that he had been arranging, he walks over and opens the door. "Can I help you?"

Kara Zor-El would honestly be fine with just spending a nice romantic evening at Dedrick's apartment on the couch with a chick flick, but he had made a big deal about this club his family was a member of, so she came to his house dressed in a little black number. Landing on the balcony outside, she sees as Dedrick is going to the door to answer it. Aw man.... he was going to get ready to give her flowers and everything too.

Clay's smile melts away and he becomes very business like, "Mr. Jones, I actually need to speak with Miss Zor-El. I have need of her help in the name of National Security." He says as he reaches into to a pocket slowly and withdraws a wallet with a Shield badge in it. Sure they didn't really make 'em but this would only be that much more convincing.

Dedrick Jones takes a moment to inspect the man in front of him. When he flashes the badge, Ded frowns slightly, knowing that his night just went to crap. He sighs. "She's not here yet." He glances over towards his balcony and spots her...and spots what she was wearing. He looks back at the agent with a downright depressive expression. He opens the door a little wider. "Come in. Mr..?" He casually asks for a name as he steps back allowing the man into the apartment.

Kara Zor-El makes a halfhearted wave at Dedrick when he turns to see that she has, in fact, arrived. She slides opens the door from the balcony and comes in. "Actually she sort of just got here. You know. To her boyfriends house." She looks at the badge. "You know... on Valentine's Day. Her FIRST Valentine's Day on Earth?" She doesn't count the first one she was really here for, since she was still on Themyscira, and an island full of only women doesn't bode well for Valentine's Day dates. She closes the balcony door behind her.

It all depends on what type of date your looking for. He looks to Dedrick and grins not trying ogle Kara too much, okay just a little, "Quartermain, Clay Quartermain. Agent 9." He flips close the badge, "I understand that, Miss Zor-El. I'm missing a date of my own. But I need you... for a mission. National Security doesn't take a day off and the Supreme Headquarters, International Espionage, Law-Enforcement Division needs your special talents." There he'll throw in something that sounds like something Coulson would say.

Dedrick Jones shuts the door and moves towards Kara, slipping an arm casually around her waist. He looks at the agent. "And this is something you couldn't get Superman for?" It's obvious from his tone of voice that while he's trying to remain polite to the government agent, he is not happy about his night with his girlfriend ruined, even if it's national security. He looks over at Kara and smiles. "Though I suppose since it's S.H.I.E.L.D. it must be important." He turns back to Quatermain. "I've heard of you guys." He's run across agents before as Vanguard. The last time, they treated him like he was a hostile when he had brought down some dunce in power armor.

Kara Zor-El listens as Agent 9 says out the entire name. Seriously, by the time he says it instead of the acronym, she probably could have done the mission. She puts her hand lightly on Dedrick's arm when she hears the tenseness in the voice, not to mention his heartbeat and a bunch of other signals that Dedrick is annoyed about this interruption. "I'm sure if they could get Kal for this, they would have..." A brief sigh. "It's better than the last time when they had someone break into a museum to get my attention at least. What can I do to help?"

Clay smiles, "Superman has seemed to disappear off the grid. Unlike the lovely and beautiful Miss Zor-El; we also don't know her cousin's secret identity or if he has one, Vanguard. I could ask him, if Miss Zor-El would like to tell me her cousin's location and secret ID." He smiles at Kara with his best lady killer smile, "It's simple, I need you to make a drop at an apartment in Brooklyn. It will seem to be a mundane issue. But intel indicates that there is a trap at the location that would require somebody of Kryptonian or Hulk abilities to withstand."

Kara Zor-El smirks a little. "Yeah I think I'm going to pass on giving out Kal's secret identity, actually." She holds onto Dedrick's arm and brushes her hair behind her ear a bit. "Could you possibly tell me anything else about this drop? What am I delivering?"

Dedrick Jones's body stiffens slightly when he is refereed to as his alter ego. "I'm sorry, Agent Quatermain, you are mistaken. I'm not Vanguard." Stupid S.H.I.E.L.D...how the hell did they even find out? He hasn't even told most of the Titans who he really is. It's a closely guarded secret. Must have been the domino mask...he KNEW he should have kept the visor that hid his entire face. He keeps a smile plasterd on his face, but his heartbeat accelerates significantly.

"Of course, this operation will give you temporary Special Agent status and top secret clearance in the name of this mission." He reaches into his trench coat and produces a file in a large yellow envelope. "I can promise you this operation will in no way compromise your moral code or be considered breaking of any law of the land. I need your agreement and oath of your promised secrecy to read you into the operation." He looks at Dedrick like he's quite mad, "Van, what? I think you mis-heard Mr. Jones, I don't know what you're talking about."