Trinity/Jenny Everywhere AU

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What is it with evil geniuses and their tendency to paint skulls on things? At the moment, a fierce battle is afoot on the decks of a particularly large black zeppelin with a skull painted on it.

No one is shooting (bullets + hydrogen gas = BOOM), but the melee is intense....

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"Nice!" Jenny smiles. "Well, what next? I guess the bad guy is still around somewhere?"

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Note to self: interrogate Jenny later. "I'm not sure," Annabelle replies. "Zorbo is generally bright enough to run away."

All of a sudden, a dark haired man who looks as if he could simply disappear into any crowd is just suddenly there. Annabelle swears, "Damn it, Whitley! How many times have I told you not to do that around me?"

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If she has a chance.

The appearing act makes Jenny squeak and jump. "Eep!"

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"My apologies, Miss," Whitley Styles says apologetically. He glances at the broken in window. "I take it you arrived here...unexpectedly?"

"Whitely has a knack for people not seeing him even when they're looking right at him," Annabelle explains.

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"Ah. Oh, okay." Broken window, and there is her parachute and the harness hanging outside.

Come to think of it, maybe that goon Annabelle tossed out was very lucky? "I guess it is a useful thing."

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There is a high pitched keening noise that sounds a lot like "Eeeeee!" coming from the window Jenny's parachute is hanging out of.

"Looks like you caught one, Jenny," Annabelle says with a grin. "Are you for catch and release or catch and keep?" she asks with a wink.

"Please don't kill me!!" pleads the goon. "I'll tell you anything you want, anything!

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"Hm, lets pull him back in... he is beaten already, maybe he learned his lesson about working for the Bad Guys." Jenny is not the one to kill someone defenseless.

Or really, kill, for that matter.

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Oh, Annabelle wasn't planning on killing him either, just make him sweat a little. Whitley hauls the goon back into the airship, where he looks a bit like a trapped rat.

The goon is nodding frantically at Jenny's assertion about learning his lesson. Whether said lesson will stick is, of course, another matter.

"What....what do ya wanna know?" he stammers out.

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"Hmm, where is the Bad Guy, where is the Death ray...?" She glances at Annabelle: it is her adventure, not Jenny's, after all.

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Annabelle gives Jenny a nod, and a glare to the minion. "I, I don't know where Dr. Zorbo is, but, but I know where the Death Ray is?"

"Good, then you can take us there," replies Whitley. The minion does not look pleased at that suggestion, but reluctantly starts leading them through the maze of passages.

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Jenny follows along, humming under her breath a merry tune, like this is routine: crash through a zeppelin window and join the fight against an evil scientist.

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Maybe it is routine, you never know. The hall zigzags for a bit, and they finally reach a door, which is protected by a blue, zappy looking thing.

"Well?" Annabelle says to the minion, impatient. "I said I knew where it was, not that I knew how to get in!" he protests.

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"Of all things, the guy remembers to lock the door." Jenny shakes head. "Ideas?"

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"Well, there's always destroying the door?" Annabelle says with a shrug. Whitley peers intently at the device.

"It looks like there are some strange symbols on the side? A combination lock of some sort?" he suggests.

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"And I bet one combination opens it, and every other triggers some kind of death trap." Jenny peruses the symbols, then turns to the goon. "You have escape pods, or even parachutes around? If we can not get to the death ray, we might have to scuttle the ship."

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The henchman nods. "There are the life zeppelins, they're a lot smaller than the main ship," he replies.

"Hm. That would work," Annabelle replies. "I'd rather we scuttled her somewhere more remote than the middle of Paris, mind you."

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"Which means we need to take over the flying controls." She pokes the goon. "Which way to the helm?"

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"That way," the henchman replies, pointing. One long and twisty path later, they're on the bridge.

There are buttons, levers, toggles and lights everywhere. It looks a bit like the controls were designed by Rube Goldberg, frankly.

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Jenny frowns. "Huh... too easy so far. Where is the bad guy?"

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"I expect he's jumped ship by now," Annabelle replies, examining the controls.

Speaking of too easy so far, there's a clock on the wall whose hands are traveling backwards. At the moment, the hands are about 10 minutes away from 12 o'clock....

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"Oh, damn it. Just once I wish the bad guy would NOT set the place to self-destruct." She runs to the controls and starts working them, hoping they are not locked or worse.

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Annabelle swears furiously, and she and Whitley are also trying to figure out the controls.

They're not jammed, thankfully. Apparently, Zorbo didn't think anyone else could figure out his control schema.

There is a kind of logic to it, once you figure out the trick....

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"Which way to out of the city and somewhere we can crash-land?" Flying things are her thing, Jenny is quick in figuring out the controls.

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She should definitely meet Jake "Danger Ace" Stefokowski, then. They'd get along like a house afire.

"Due East," Annabelle replies after a quick glance at the charts. "It's five miles to the sea, though..."

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"And this crap is slow to maneuver..." Anyway, Jenny turns the dirigible eastwards, and gives full power.