Love lost in the mind of a monster

[Dum-Dum Dugan]

As the deck bucked, Dugan hung on for dear life, though his appearance seemed unflappable. He muttered darkly as he straightened, about to actually work with Namor before finding that the Juggernaut was no longer there. This was a problem. "Love to, laddie-buck, but I have work to do. And so do you!" He turned, giving a set of sharp orders to his team(s) as they charged around the Helicarrier to find Juggernaut: "All hands to battle-stations, we are being boarded by the Juggernaut. Repeat, boarded by Juggernaut, battle-stations!" With that he turned and looked at Namor: "Our fire suppression systems work by vacuum, not water. But if you can push him into a door, I can throw him out - and then it's your problem."

He walked out, expecting the Avengers to follow him without even blinking. He didn't bother reaching his command center, merely another panel as he began checking deck vibration readings, weight-sensitive floors, and cameras. Immediately after the battle-stations order, the flight turbines had been surrounded by 2 foot plates of the strongest alloy they could manage, next to Vibranium or Adamantium. Seeing that it was in order, Dum-Dum continued his search.

[Citadel]

For the second time today, Citadel found a S.H.I.E.L.D. fighter hurtling toward him. Of course, this time, it was being accompanied by an ear shattering boom. If anyone had any doubts about Juggernaut's sheer power, this should quell them.

Again, Citadel caught the plane, but rather than setting it down, he held it up in front of him as a shield against the other flying debris for both himself and a few of the nearby agents behind him. The plane shuddered and shook as pieces of machinery and the deck struck it, shredding the underside of the fighter.

Once the last of the impacts seemed to occur, Azara tossed the plane down, throwing himself forward. He was already traveling pretty fast when he realized that his target was gone.

"Could we really be that lucky?" he asked the group in general. Then he noticed Dugan staring intently at a monitor.

"No...of course we can't," he said with a sigh as he flew over and landed next to the red headed man.

"Is he still on board?" he asked. "And can I borrow a radio? We might have a better chance if I can communicate with you guys."

[Dum-Dum Dugan]

Dugan nodded and grabbed two spare comms out of a locker nearby, turning them on and switching them to his frequency. As soon as that process was complete, he tossed one to Citadel and the other to Namor. "Aye, not a bad plan, all matters bein' equal. From what I can see here, I think he's all the way down below. I dunno for sure, though."