Jackson and Logan take on Hong Kong

Logan, helmet tucked under his arm, clatters down from the helicopter onto Scramble Alley after Xie and Zheng. Jackson has a foot on the ladder and an eye drawn to a specific head of dark hair a ways off and the way she laughs and then to the bright pink scrubs worn by some other chick who's grinning, too--
"Ranger?" asks a tech. 
"Sorry." He disembarks. 
The locals clomp to their bay. 
"Rangers Jones," greets Xiong with a nod. "Welcome to Hong Kong." 
They bow back.
"Thank you, Marshal," says Jackson. 
"How many cats ye up to?" asks Logan.
"You'll have to ask Ranger Lin Feng. This--" She indicates the young woman standing two steps back. "--is Quartermaster Yeung. She'll be coordinating your stay."
The Quartermaster bows absently, says, "Ma'am, there are Canadians in the vicinity."
"Thank you, [Quartermaster], if you would show [the Rangers Jones to the Drivesuit room]."
"Yes, ma'am. Rangers, this way please." She turns on her heel, sets off across the hangar, nods [to the chick in pink so] where's--
"Hey," greets Chuck (wearing motorbike gear, hair halfway down her back in a triple braid), falling into step beside her. "Got a minute? I have the numbers for you." Offers a tablet. 
"Thank you." Yeung taps away.
Chuck notices them. "These guys bothering you?" 
"Aw, Logan, lookit, Rapunzel's swooping in to save the princess."
Chuck and Yeung exchange looks, giggle.
["What?" asks Jackson. 
Chuck waves him away.]
Yeung returns to the tablet, starts to frown. 
Jackson says, "What're you doing here?"
"What do you think?" she sneers. Asks Yeung, "Something wrong?" 
Rolls his eyes--
"Have they begun excavation?" 
"From what I could see--which wasn't a whole lot, mind you--they haven't." 
"If you would?" asks Yeung. To [him and Logan], she smiles apologetically. "Please excuse me for a moment." She pulls out a [mobile], walks a short distance away. 
"Clearly, Rapunzel, you're not working here in /that getup." 
"Holy shite, Jackson, your powers of observation are /incredible." 
"Didn't think masters hired out their servants." 
"Could be true, I dunno how /that works, but as for their psychologist, interpreter, chief Drivesuit technician, Drivesuit team, backup Pokemon fan, and friend, well, Marshal Xiong's been kind enough to lend me an entire team so I'm off the hook—I can even delegate maintenance if I want—also he's married to this person named Griet who signs better than I do, she's his wife, you may have heard of these people—,”
Jackson flinches; Logan takes a half-step forward.
“—and she's here so I don't have to do anything." She half-spins and leans against the elevator wall. 
“Then what /are you doing?”
Yeung returns, hands back the tablet. "Mr Chau apologizes for the mix up." 
Chuck puts it away, raises an eyebrow. "A mix up." 
"If you would clear it up, please." 
"Sure thing." Can't quite call that a smile as she pushes herself to standing. "Gotta jet, boys, good luck." Calls, "Later, Seti!" 
The [chick in pink] waves. 
The elevator chimes.
A Canadian hollers, ""Ice in the hole!""
A tremendous crashing roar; they turn back and there's a small iceberg clinging to the ceiling opposite a /Horizon Brave.
Jackson ushers them into the elevator. 
"Since when do Quartermasters work in Accounting?" challenges Logan. 
"Since the Accounting department was outsourced, laid off, or otherwise reassigned." 
"If you would?" asks Yeung. To the Joneses, she smiles apologetically. (or something to make it clearer which 'them' she's addressing)
"Is that why a fifteen-year-old's in charge?" 
"[That would be why a twenty-three-year-old is in charge."]
"Christ, she's Derek's age," Logan mutters to Jackson.
"Officer Jones is twenty-one."
The elevator chimes. 
A Crimson Typhoon tech steps in, nods to Logan and Jackson, smiles at Yeung--
She huffs but smiles back.
—and stands as foreguard. 
(She drops them off in the Drivesuit area (this also includes the ice bath stop), says the Lins have left them clothes (but the Rangers themselves are still in decontamination), she'll pick them up for a full checkup in half an hour/an hour, they whine about food, she says she'll see what she can do (Miyahira will recommend they get their shots /after food), Logan asks to borrow a tablet (for instigating research 'cause he knows absolutely nothing about anyone here except Feng), and other stuff I haven't thought through yet. Also that's Cheung but the Joneses don't recognize him yet.)
[a triplet saunters over; Logan sizes him up, nods]
[the Joneses are somehow convinced to leave the hangar and de-armor]
[sparkly clean, de-armored, clad in /Shaolin Rogue gear, and searching for food (or monks) the Joneses pass Wash and Seti talking and laughing. Jackson acquires a little black cloud.]
[Min shows up, triplet bodyguard in tow.]
[Logan picks a fight.]
[Joneses wind up in Medical because it turns into a three-on-two fight. And then …]
Jackson's thoroughly unpleasant the next time he runs into Miyahira and since they're in an exam room, she turns on that really intense stare of the kind he's received like, three times in the last hour ('3' being a key number).
"What."
"You're in love with her."
"So what?"
She laughs. "Oh, don't worry, I won't tell her." She cleans a patch on his arm with a cotton ball.
He looks away.
"Don't thank me, asshat, you've been here for two hours and I haven't heard you say one nice thing to her. Besides," Miyahira reaches for a needle, "it's fun watching you squirm. This'll sting." And she jabs him with it.
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