#sa riot

[shaymix]

I had to lol

@ask-secretagentsquad belongs to @atarimarque

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Apache Failure

It had calmed down a lot in the Vault. Jesse was sitting with Lukas, leaning against him and half asleep. Lukas was running his fingers through Jesse’s hair and keeping it out of his face, helping his always exhausted husband fall asleep. Olivia was still at the monitors, watching the radar and the cameras for anything. Radar was beside her, doing the same and double checking everything. Romeo had shown Gil and Axel to the gym, where they’ve spent the last hour together challenging each other to different competitions and seeing who could do the most heavy lifting. Yellow and Riot hadn’t been seen for a while now, as they’d been outside wandering and exploring the island forests together without a care in the world. They remained with each other and wanted to stay in this newfound bliss for as long as they could. Ivor was with Petra, stuck in a friendly argument per usual over their own beliefs.

Romeo was on his own, back off in the hangar and letting everyone tend to their own business. He was working on the chopper again, his prized piece. He’d fixed a few of the rotors, piecing together all of the wires and shutting up the panels. He’d set them aside, starting to work on the chopper itself now.

Half of the chopper was propped up, tilting it slightly diagonal. It didn’t have any landing gear on one side, and was being propped up so Romeo could crawl underneath and work on one of the fuel lines.

He worked for around another hour just under the chopper, blocking sparks from the wires every so often. He'd occasionally let out low mumbles to himself as he wiped at the grease smeared all over his face. He enjoyed working on the chopper, he was just so easily annoyed by light inconveniences. As he rubbed at his face, he smeared grease up and across his eyes. It didn’t register as quickly as he would’ve hoped, and soon enough he’d been lightly blinded by the sudden blurriness and burning.

Of course, he tried to blink it off, ignoring the stinging and continuing to work. It was only a matter of time before he slipped up. As he trusted his instinct, he didn’t register that that probably wouldn’t work. He twisted the wrong two wires together, receiving a strong shock and a puff of smoke from the inside of the heli. It coughed and shuddered before suddenly, the engine coughed to life. The rotors started to spin for a moment, rocking the tilted heli, and giving Romeo a heart attack. He tried to get out from under the chopper before it rocked again, but only kicked out the prop holding it up from falling. It dropped, its rotors chopping into the ground and snapping.

Romeo ducked and covered from the rotors, blocking his eyes and face from debris, only for the rest of the chopper to collapse down onto his lower half. A rotor had impaled itself through the metal ground right in front of his head, and the crushing pain from the choppers weight was such a sudden surprise that Romeo didn’t even register it at first. When he did, however, the cry to come from him echoed down the halls and caught the attention of everyone nearby.

Even Jesse, who was mostly asleep against Lukas, in bliss, noticed and jumped to his feet immediately. He startled Lukas, who nearly fell from the seat. Jesse said nothing before running off down the hallway, leaving everyone else in confusion before Lukas stumbled to his feet and ran after.

Romeo didn’t expect anyone to come, and if it was anyone it would be a Collosus. He tried to fight past the pain and crawl out, but he’d been caught by the open panels, and he only made it worse. He’d gotten dizzy, he’d gone numb, he was left under there for around ten minutes and he thought no one had heard him. However, soon enough, the crushing weight was lifted from his legs.

Romeo expected to see a Collosus, but instead to his surprise, it was the concerned face of Jesse that he saw. It was Jesse that held up the chopper and pulled Romeo out. Out of all of the agents, Romeo least expected Jesse to help him. It was Jesse’s voice he heard first besides his own.

“Romeo! Romeo can you hear me?” Jesse tapped at Romeo’s face to try and wake him up a bit, and Romeo groaned in response.

“I can I can... Don’t worry,” he replied with only a light shudder in his voice. His vision began to focus again, and he caught an orange glow coming from the chopper. He didn’t even wait for a logical answer: He already knew. Before Jesse could say anything else, he grabbed him by the arms and forced himself to his feet, trying to ignore the immense pain in his entire lower half.

“Fire, Jesse! Fire! Move!!”

Jesse didn’t even turn to look back. He didn't need to. He grabbed onto Romeo the same way, and they both ran off to cover, Romeo dropping to the ground nearly the second they reached a light barrier. Lukas came into the room at the wrong time, and Jesse waved his arms to get his attention. Lukas didn’t understand, until the chopper let out a terrible snapping sound, seeming to combust, and exploded into an inferno of fire and smoke. The shockwave blasted all three of them back, Jesse landing on top of Romeo and Lukas smacking into the wall behind him and falling to the floor. Bits and pieces of shrapnel from the obliterated chopper landed all around them, and Jesse had to drag Romeo out of the way of falling debris. Eventually they were safe enough away, and Jesse started looking over Romeo again, checking for any more damage. There wasn't any, he seemed alright, to Jesse's relief.

They couldn’t hear anything from the explosion, however Jesse was recovering much faster. And above it all, muffled but surely, he could point out Lukas, his nearby coughing and what sounded like strangled hacking. Jesse leaned Romeo up against a nearby wall and ran to search for him, stepping through debris thrown about and looking through the smoke in the room for his husband. Eventually, Jesse found him. He was slouched over the ground and looked to be convulsing, struggling to even stay on his hands and knees. Jesse slid beside him and immediately took him up in his arms. He didn't look physically hurt, and Jesse knew he was only having another attack. However, this one felt worse than the others.

Lukas couldn't seem to function. He stayed gasping and choking, curled in on himself as he instinctively gripped onto any part of Jesse he could. He went from grasping Jesse's shirt and sleeves to clutching his own chest, no sound coming out of him as he trembled and continuously convulsed. Jesse held him tightly, knowing he could do nothing besides try to help him calm down. He ran his fingers through Lukas's hair, combing over his head in the gentlest way he could. He held him tight, close, but gently, in a soft hug. He whispered reassuringly, telling him it would be okay, that he was safe. For a while, it didn't seem to work, and it grew more difficult for Jesse to hide his worry.

Eventually, however, the attack did subside. Lukas slowly but surely began to relax, still shaking quite violently but able to get in a few desperate gasps. His hands fell from his chest as he went limp in Jesse's arms, shuddering and twitching every few seconds. Jesse still held him close, he didn't let him go. He ran his thumb over Lukas's cheek, still whispering light assurances as he set his forehead against his husband's. Soon enough, Lukas regained full control and his gasps turned to sighs, relieved sighs as he was able to take full breaths again.

The attack went on for about 7 minutes, and Romeo had gotten up in that time, finding that surprisingly, he could still walk. Nothing was broken. Tremendously sore, no question, but not broken to his relief. He waved away smoke from his face and looked over to where Jesse was still cradling Lukas. The smoke was beginning to fill most of the room, but luckily the fire couldn't spread across the metal floors. Romeo went to every wire connected or nearby and put them all out. Every fuel pipe close was shut down and drained at the first detection of smoke. All he needed to do was seal off the room and get himself and the agents out of there.

He moved himself over to them, putting a hand on Jesse's shoulder to get his attention. Jesse almost looked surprised to see Romeo standing on his own.

"We need to go-- The room will be closed off and taken care of- but we don't want to get locked in here as it drains itself of all oxygen, do we?"

Jesse nodded and stood, Lukas still in his arms. Romeo led him out of the room and slammed his hand over the large red button just outside the door. The door slid shut with a snap and the entire hangar was filled with a chorus of locks and shutters clanging shut. Then the hangar went dark, besides the orange glow of the fire, and a light hissing came from inside.

Romeo left the hangar alone, and Jesse took him and Lukas back to the main central control. Lukas was once again tired out from the attack, and had fallen asleep against Jesse's chest. Nobody said anything during the walk. Romeo didn't mention it, but Jesse could tell he was stuck in his own bit of mourning. That helicopter meant a lot to him, even if it was stolen and he'd only had it for about a week.

Once Jesse had laid Lukas down to rest for a while in control, he stepped aside to talk with Romeo alone. He didn't answer any questions asked from the other agents before speaking with Romeo alone first. He found him sitting by the hangar door, the room inside still dark, but the fire gone. Jesse sat beside him.

There was an awkward silence between the two before either decided to speak. Jesse spoke up first.

"So... Are you alright?"

"Yes... No severe injuries, and-"

"I meant, emotionally, are you alright?" Jesse interrupted him.

Romeo went quiet for a moment before responding.

"I know it seems odd but-- not necessarily. It may seem a bit weird to mourn over a machine, a vehicle, but..."

"No, don't worry, you're allowed.."

"Hm. Doesn't seem as dire as-- well- the danger both you and Lukas were put in. It feels dumb to feel upset over something... Replaceable. Human lives are not replaceable..."

Jesse was caught off guard for a moment. He wasn't expecting Romeo to worry this much.

"No man--" he tried to play it off, "You're entirely allowed, it's fine.. We came to your rescue, it wasn't your fault--"

"No no, I was being a fool. I sparked the wrong wires- I kicked out the prop.. I got myself into that situation."

"Romeo, stop it. It was an accident. Accidents happen. I'm just glad you're alright, man. Lukas is just fine, too. We all got out alright, and the chopper-?..." Jesse hesitated before cracking a lighthearted grin, "Well, I'm sure we can get you another sometime."

Just then, an echo of a new voice cut through the halls. Olivia, calling for Jesse, clearly distressed. Jesse got to his feet quickly.

"That sounds important, Romeo--"

Romeo was already getting up before Jesse had spoken. He started dashing down the hall, a light limp in his step Jesse noticed, and called back to him.

"Hurry then! The Witherstorm may have just been found!"

Jesse chased after him, no questions asked. Only excitement in his step and a smile on his face that probably shouldn't have been there.

"We've got our chance!"

[oddlyozzymosis]

Detective James "Yellow" Cooper and Officer Kelly "Riot" Patel

Not originally from SAAU but needed content... They're originally in a noir themed partnership story, where everything is grayscaled. It's nice to see them in color.

[shaymix]

Secret Agents AU but it’s a shitpost

So I wanna do something like this so let’s-a-go.

CIA Agency

Jesse

Chaotic Good Dumbass

Smol and feral

Engaged with gay blonde partner

Lukas

Gay blondie

Engaged with smol and feral partner

Has a possible bad luck streak

Axel

Big boy

Pretty much a big boy who’s working for the CIA

Olivia

Pretty nerdy woman

She’s trying her best y’all

Dealing with hackers is hard af

Petra

Raging Diaaster Lesbian™

Pretty much ships two of her friends

Tough bitch

Ivor

The only straight man

Brought most of the CIA agents in like some sort of adoption??

Radar

Baby ™

Needs to be protected

Good boy

Yellow/James

Sassy bastard

Is gay with his partner

Nerdy and British yet sassy at the same time

Riot/Kelly

Gay with British sassy bastard

Also a dumbass

Almost died after getting his ass kicked

Witherstorm

Orion

Tall as fuck, Sexy, and full of spite

The one character that 90% of SAAU fans thirst for

Pretty Man with pretty eyes

He won’t hesitate bitch

Not the villain, just angry

Sexuality is spite

Ranger

Dumbass Bastard

Child who memes during high school

Pretty much hides his internal conflicts by meming

Toes and Yeet-haw

Swears more that a sailor

Trevor

Dangerous baby™

He’s trying his best and his brothers are proud of him

Just a sweetheart who would kick your ass

Bi-baby boy

Green/R!Lukas(belongs to @zonerz )

Bi/Pan badass

Friends with the guy who’s angry at the world

Literally acts like a cat

Wrecked the dumbass bastard’s motorcycle

Very kind guy

He’s a badass from another dimension

@ask-secretagentsquad belongs to @atarimarque

[ask-secretagentsquad]

Partners

Petra ran into the room where Yellow was sitting, phone to his side, visibly reevaluating his life. His face was flushed a light red and his glasses were sitting folded on top of his phone. Romeo was nearby with Jesse, Jesse pelting him with questions about the technology and vehicles, and him gladly answering. Petra ran right to Yellow, plopping down beside him.

“Hey man, Riot sorta just died. Like, visibly bluescreened. I could almost hear the thunk in his head—“ she paused and glanced at Yellow.

“Uh huh. Yeah. Me too,” Yellow replied half heartedly without sparing a look.

“You alright, man?” Petra asked, a light bit of concern replacing her former enthusiasm.

“I’m— fine.. I think. I know you’ve seen what happened— I can’t believe I didn’t register sooner... I can’t believe I— glazed over that so easily,” Yellow was clearly distressed, “And what is Riot going to think— I’m sure Riot isn’t-“

“No dude he bluescreened cause he registered the same thing you did,” Petra quickly interrupted, “You don’t have to worry, Yellow— I can assure you, Riot is not against it, at all.”

There was another pause before Petra gave Yellow a playful nudge.

“I wonder, who is going to wear the pants in this relationship?”

“AHH! Petra!!” Yellow flushed red and shoved back lightly.

“Oh I’m sorry, too early?” Petra shot him a smirk, seeing the light amusement in his eyes, “Come on, go talk to him, Yellow.”

“Are you sure? I mean— are you sure he’s-“

“It’s fine, Yellow— it’s absolutely fine. I promise you,” Petra assured him, getting up. She grabbed him by the wrists and pulled him up with her. “Just go talk to him.”

Yellow wobbled slightly and quickly reached for his glasses, putting them on. He blinked a few times as his vision cleared, only for Petra to grab him again and start walking down the hall. With a yelp, he quickly followed, groaning halfheartedly.

“Petraaa nooo... What if he needs more time to recover or-“

Petra cut him off.

“It’s gonna be fine, Yellow!! He needs you to snap him out of his little trance!”

In the next room, Riot was still standing in the middle of the room, staring down at his phone and shocked still. Petra half dragged Yellow into the room and pushed him towards Riot lightly.

“Go on—“ she nudged him.

Yellow sputtered out a couple nervous noises before Petra just pushed him up against Riot. Riot let out a light yell and nearly dropped his phone. He looked up quickly only to come face to face with a flushed Yellow, who quickly cleared his throat and took a step back, apologizing. Yellow turned his head to see that Petra had left, leaving the two alone in the room.

Riot shuffled his feet and stared at the ground, and soon enough, Yellow broke the awkward silence.

“Uhm- sorry about that- that was.. That was Petra—“ he mumbled.

“No it’s alright its- yeah...” Riot muttered a reply and slowly trailed off back to silence.

“So.. uh... Anons, right?” Yellow cleared his throat awkwardly and offered a smile.

“Ahah.. Yeah-“

There was another pause.

“They’re.. Right, though.. They made me realize today that- well- they answered a lot of my questions...” Yellow started again. Riot blinked in surprise and looked up from the floor. “You don’t— mind if I- do you-? I-“

Yellow was clearly struggling with the words, so Riot cut in.

“I like you!!” he almost shouted out, immediately flushing a light red as squeaks broke through his thick Scottish accent, “I gotta say it! Oh my god, that felt good... Yeah!!”

Yellow was standing stunned, flushed a bright pink and staring in surprise.

“You- you d.. do-? Me?”

“Who else?”

Riot had a bright smile on his face, looking to Yellow with nothing but hope. Yellow hesitated, still in shock. He went to take a step forward and speak again, but immediately tripped over himself, his knees wobbly with anxiety. Yellow had to grab onto Riot quickly to stabilize himself, and they found themselves face to face, quite literally.

"S- Sorry-- seems I've.. Uhm- fallen for you?" Yellow regrettably tried his hand at a smooth line, and immediately regretted that choice, "I am so sorry you had to hear that come out of my mouth, Kelly."

Riot laughed quickly and pulled Yellow back up on his feet. Now they were standing just inches apart. Yellow was still flushed heavily, trying to think of something, anything to say.

"That was really nerdy, James.." Riot gave Yellow a small smile, showing he was only joking, and Yellow couldn't help but return it.

"I know, sorry-- I can only pull off so much.."

Their voices seemed to soften, as Riot grew more comfortable and relieved. Yellow was calming down, just comfortable being alone with no one but Riot nearby.

"So-... Do you-?"

"Yes... Yeah, I do... I can't believe I hadn't seen it sooner... It seems I've.. Just not realized until now-- it should've been so obvious, I'm so sorry for not seeing it sooner.... After everything we went through together, I'm-"

"It's fine!! It's fine... You would've never have had to tell me... I love our relationship as partners, and I don't think much of anything should change..." Riot interrupted him, "I just hope it changes all for the better, so we can be even closer."

"Hm.." Yellow gave him a faint smile and took his hand, "So you're not uncomfortable? Or weirded out?"

"Why would I be? I knew about the feelings long before today... I just.. Stayed quiet about it.. I thought you would be uncomfy..." Riot admitted, gripping his partner's hand lightly.

"Maybe-.. We should catch up on things we may have missed previously, hm?" Yellow shot Riot a tiny smirk, barely noticeable, but enough to cause Riot to flush up red once again.

"Only if you want to--" Riot quickly replied, "We are still in a supervillain's vault--"

"Doesn't mean we can't go outside and watch the sunset.. Or even just talk, or take a nap... Just, name what you want to do, and we'll do it."

[shaymix]

It’s Riot’s freaking birthday but he’s born on April 1st. Love this gay freaking dude.

Riot aka Kelly (from @ask-secretagentsquad ) belongs to @atarimarque

[shaymix]

Yellow and Riot (from @ask-secretagentsquad ) belongs to @atarimarque

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Yellow Journalism

Jesse, excited by his possible discovery, jumped off the roof of the van and ran to Olivia, while Petra tried to get her phone operational. Olivia looked up from her laptop and was surprised to see Jesse's face so urgent.

"There's a tracker on Aiden. Can you use the laptop to find him?" Jesse asked without hesitation.

"Oh yeah, easy. A government tracker is easy to pinpoint," Olivia began typing into the laptop, green letters filling the screen and a map popup appearing, "Alright. Let's see.."

Jesse watched Olivia as she worked quickly, searching the tracker numbers for Aiden's name and waiting as the map scanned over. Soon enough, a faded blip popped up on the screen.

"Oh! We've got him! He did escape!" Olivia cried triumphantly at the sight of their target.

"Well we've gotta hurry and catch him--" Jesse went to run off to Lukas, but Olivia grabbed him by the arm and held him back.

"No! We've gotta watch him- he'll lead us to where we need to go. In the meantime, we need to focus on getting Radar to somebody that can help him," she said.

"And good news!" Petra chimed in, "We've got someone waiting!"

"We do? You managed to contact your friend?" Jesse asked.

"I did. And we just got lucky enough that he's already got backup over."

This sparked a bit of hope in everyone, and the group wasted no time packing up the van and getting everyone back in. Radar was lying close to a van wall, using Olivia's coat as a blanket and a backpack as a pillow. He had a small icepack over his head, and his expression was still twisted slightly in pain, but he was visibly better than he was before.

Olivia stayed with him, Axel and Petra in the back, while Jesse and Lukas sat in the front and drove back into the city. Petra backseat drove on the way there, giving them directions and occasionally yelling at Jesse to slow down.

Soon enough, Petra had them stop in front of a slim section of the apartments. Jesse and Lukas got out of the car, Lukas trying to contain a light stumble as he accidentally twisted a bit too much. He'd been trying to shove down the pain he still felt in his chest. Trying to forget about it or ignore it. However his painkillers were wearing off and all he could do was hope that whoever Petra's mysterious friend is has some medication.

Petra opened the doors to the back of the van and Axel stepped out first, carrying a bundled up Radar easily in his arms. Olivia followed, with her laptop in hand. She was still watching the screen, occasionally trying to type things in with one hand. The group all went into the small apartment building, waiting sometimes for Petra to punch in a few passwords. For a small building, it seemed to be quite guarded.

Petra stopped by a door and knocked lightly three times. The door opened a moment later just a crack, and a glassed over eye peeked through.

"Petra?" a light voice said from the other side.

"Yeah, it's me.. Is something going on?"

The door was quickly pulled open and Petra was immediately pulled inside. The man standing by the door rapidly motioned to the others and they all ran inside. The door shut behind them and locked. Another man was laid across the counter in the small apartment kitchen on his stomach, a half stitched gash across his lower back still bleeding.

"Something definitely was going on, just a few minutes ago, actually. Someone broke in. They stole my main journal and both of our laptops," the man by the door was obviously distressed, as he went back over to the kitchen to finish working on his partner, "Sometimes you can barely go two minutes without a potential story, but it always ends badly."

"So, who's this--?" Lukas asked Petra quietly.

"Right, introductions. Everyone, this is James, my journalist slash detective ally," Petra introduced, motioning to the panicking man.

"Call me Yellow!" he added from behind the counter.

"What happened to Riot?" Petra turned attention back to Yellow.

"This dumb fuck thought he could take on what looked like a couple ninjas alone. I told him to just hide and he didn't listen and now he's bleeding out on my kitchen counter," Yellow jabbed a dull needle into the other man's, Riot's, shoulder, gaining a light flinch and an exasperated groan from him.

"Seems Riot enough."

"Wait, couple 'ninjas'?" Jesse piped up.

"Well.. Dressed in mostly black and in purple goggles. They could really fight, so of course I'm just assuming," Yellow replied with a shrug. He soon finished stitching Riot up and helped him get off the counter.

"Go lay down in my bed, cover up, and rest some. You and your dumbass brain need sleep. I'll wake you if anything bad happens," Yellow gestured Riot lightly down the hall, seeing how he was starting to get drowsier. Riot nodded and listened, not wanting to argue.

"Ah.. Formal introductions," Yellow turned to face the group, "I'm Detective James Yellow Cooper. My friend there, his name was Kelly Riot Patel. He's a cop, who's supposed to be undercover. He's a reckless idiot, but.. He's my reckless idiot, and I need to make sure he doesn't kill himself in all his chaos."

"Understandable," Lukas chimed up under his breath.

"Hey, Yellow? We may need a bit of urgent care here- we don't know what's wrong with him," Axel spoke up above the rest of the conversation before showing the unconscious Radar that was still a ball in his arms.

"Oh, right, yes of course, my apologies. I can see what I can do for him.. I'm not a certified doctor but I can definitely see what I can do."

~~Tech Time continues~~

(Yellow is now available for asks)