3266/Monitoring Mori

Monitoring Mori
Date of Scene:	31 August 2020
Location:	Labs - Titan's Tower
Synopsis:	Mori visits the Titan's Labs and Nadia and Caitlin investigate her powers. Caitlin thinks it's biological. Nadia thinks it's Aliens.
Cast of Characters:	Nadia Pym-van Dyne, Caitlin Fairchild, Mori Merritt

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Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Things take time to set up, there are schedules to align, security protocals to deal with, but about a week after their meeting outside of NYU, Mori has found her way to the Laboratories of Titans tower where Nadia and Caitlin are waiting for her.

Nadia is currently buzzing about as she is prone to do. She is dressed casually in a black T-shirt and a red and black plaid skirt, her favorite bomber jacket tossed haphazardly into a corner of the room.

Currently she is tweaking some settings and making adjustments to what looks like the oddest workout setup ever consisting of a treadmill and various other gym equipment looking things hooked up to electrodes and surrounded by computers and banks of monitors in what she has assuredly decided is the optimal rig for figuring out someone's powers and physiological oddities.

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
"Okay; I'll give you this," Caitlin says, nodding around at the equipment overhead. "I think you might be a better engineer than me."

Contrary to Nadia's goth-lite clothing, Caitlin's dressed like the cheer squad just let out. Faded old pink Columbia hoodie and grey yoga capris with blue decorative slashes on them. Flat, teal-blue athletic shoes keep the look casual. Like a good scientist though, her hair's pulled back in a safety first ponytail (and restrained by two pencils, a spare chopstick, and a rubber band).

"Gravimetric calibration units, gamma radiation scanners..." She looks at the inventory on the datapad in her hand. "I mean, if we're missing anything, I can't think of it." A stylus drums, and she looks up at Nadia. "Hey, do you need a lead apron or something for this...?"

Mori Merritt has posed:
Mori brought her sketchbook, just in case. So far, it proved to be useful in helping determine that there was, in fact, something odd. That and she's not entirely sure she won't need to use it again. Of course, there was the fact that it was one of the few things she still physically had after the fire, and it might have been a bit more of a security blanket than she might let on at this point. As she enters, let in past whatever security protocols she needed to be, she adjusts the strap of her bag.

"Right, okay, uh, so I'm not sure what I can do to help... so I guess I'll kind of explain the timeline? A year ago something happened, can't really remember much about it, and then piecing everything together and actually being a functional human again took like six months. Could barely get out of bed and I wasn't sure what was real and..." She shrugs. "They did one of those brain scan things at the beginning and about six months ago, but they didn't see anything wrong. No tumors, no damage, nothing that they could pick up, so they just said it was psychological and I was hallucinating."

There's a long pause. "So there's gonna be a snack break during this, yeah?"

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia beams at Caitlin's praise, "I just sort of threw together everything I could think of," Which is apparently a lot. "I just hope it can find whatever we need to find. The gamma radiation scanners are left over from when I was trying to track down Dr. Banner the last time he was missing. Probably not applicable here, but you never know!"

She beams a smile in Mori's direction when she enters, a veritable ray of bright cheerful sunshine, "Welcome to the Lab! Don't worry everything is perfectly safe.." a pause "Oh right a lead apron.." She digs in a cupboard and comes out with one, that's more like a lead dress really the way it covers vitals quite well. "Perfectly safe!" she finishes again.

She listens attentively to Mori's recounting of events, "Okay, first lets try and run some basic tests and see if anything stands out. Then we can get progressively more advanced, until we find what's going on." At the mention of snacks she just grins really big, "There are never not snacks when Cait is around, she's super great!"

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
Caitlin's already digging food out of a refridgerator. It's labelled helpfully 'Fridge Food' and 'Seriously Guys, DO NOT STORE EXPERIMENTS IN HERE' and under it the label 'EXPERIMENTAL STORAGE' is crossed out with bold black ink stripes.

Another, larger fridge nearby says 'EXPERIMENTAL STORAGE' and 'GAR DO NOT EAT!!!' underlined in red.

Three bottles come up. "Chocolate, vanilla, strawberry. Titan's Own patented Snacky Shakes," Caitlin says, and offers the two other women their choice before taking the remainder. " Between me n' Wally and Gar, it's kind of hard to keep everyone fed on a solid-food diet."

Caitlin promptly uncaps hers, guzzles half the twenty-ounce container, and re-caps it carefully. "Five thousand calories per container, comes in vanilla, chocolate, and several fruit flavors. Dehydrates nicely for long-term storage, too. Help yourself, we have a company in Jersey delivers a few blue drums a week worth of 'em here."

"Well, first thing's first, let's get some baseline energy readings," Caitlin tells Mori. "Do something... um, simple. Something you've done before. I just want to get a baseline powerset reading."

"Nadia, you should stand behind the blast shielding," Caitlin suggest to the Wasp, gently. "I'm pretty safe out here short of getting hit with a nuclear gamma event, I think."

Mori Merritt has posed:
The strawberry seems to be Mori's drink of choice, and she is already digging right into it as soon as it's in her hand. She gives a quick nod at the mention of testing some readings. "Okay, well, simple..." She proceeds to take another sip of the shake before she just lets it hang in the air telekinetically. It's simple, not really too complicated of an effort, and it is the bread and butter of what powers she controls. "I don't exactly know how to control the fire or anything, so if you want me to try that it's a little, um, trickier."

It's not even the danger, in that particular case, she's just not tried. It's completely new.

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Chocolate or Vanilla, for Nadia this is a harder choice than Loup Quantum Gravity Theory or String Theory. "Vanilla." She decides in the end, accepting the container and guzzling some of it with an expression of bliss on her face. 5000 calories isn't a huge worry for her with her ridiculously overclocked metabolism.

When Caitlin directs Nadia behind the blast shielding she obediently goes. She may be a teenager but she has relatively realistic ideas about her own mortality, all things considered. Her face can be seen peeking through the window in the thick metal plating as she watches Mori intently from relative safety.

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
Caitlin looks... professional interested. Regrettably, being a scientist surrounded by superhumans on a daily basis inures one against things as trivial as telekinesis.

"Okay, that looks ... pretty par for the course. Nadia, you see this?" Caitlin says, gesturing at a screen with a stylus. "Spike in cortical theta wave emissions correlating to gravimetric displacement."

Caitlin looks to Mori, expecting her professional input, then shuts her grin and smiles apologetically. "Sorry. Uh... means your brain is making things move. Pretty typical for how most telekinetics work. We don't know *how* it works," she admits, "but that part's at least normal. As... normal as it gets, here."

"Queue up the fire suppressions systems," Caitlin bids the AI. HALON systems come online and fire-suppressions nozzles aim at the chair. "Uh... try not to spray plasma everywhere, if you can," Caitlin whispers, apologetically.

Mori Merritt has posed:
"Well, I mean, this is normal for... well, for the last year. I didn't have /any/ powers before this. At least, not that I knew of," Mori does beam a bit. Science is fun, and she's never really gotten to do anything like this before. Scary, but a bit exciting. "Okay, so there's that." She looks back over to Nadia, then at Caitlin. "Right okay, trying the fire."

She sucks in a deep breath, lets it out, then waits. She scrunches up her face, trying to figure out how exactly she's supposed to just make it work. "... performance anxiety?" She smiles sheepishly, then shuts her eyes and tries to focus. After another full minute, a tiny flame licks at one of her fingertips. "Oh, oh, I think I did a thing!"

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia looks down at her StarkTablet where she stands behind the blast shielding, one of the fringe benefits of doing projects with Tony Stark is apparently getting to keep some of his tech and it would seem part of her engineering feat with this setup was to add wireless so she can route all of the data to her tablet.

"That matches what I am seeing Cait, Dad mentioned something recently about a 'Psion' particle related to that sort of phenomenon but researching those is going to be a whole other research project I think." she adds in regards to their current lack of understanding of the true nature of psionics.

When Mori 'tries fire' with ...very small results, Nadia peeks her head out from behind the blast shield. "You did a thing!" she agrees encouragingly, but Nadia still seems puzzled, "It was so much bigger before though. Maybe the alarm sound was the trigger? I bet we could replicate a fire alarm sound."

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
"Ah--" Caitlin lifts a hand up hastily at Nadia. Fingers curl and she smiles apologetically, hand dropping just as fast. "Baby steps," she suggests, diplomatically. "If we're getting into pyrokinesis I *really* want to see if Dr. Richards will let us borrow his labs. He's set up for it."

She looks at the readings, then back at Mori. "Okay, so... what I'm seeing is pretty standard stuff. I mean-- y'know, for, uh, this line of work. Theta wave emissions, graviton particles, psion emissions, which is-- well, complicated, but don't overthink it too much. /I/ still don't understand it all."

"So-- okay, have any other... effects or phenomena occurred?" Caitlin hazards, hands moving in a slow, wide circle. "Weird stuff happening around you that you can't explain?"

Mori Merritt has posed:
It seems Mori's at least not making a mess of things. "I mean, I wasn't /trying/ before," she notes. "That just sort of happened. I'm not really sure how to tap into it. Moving things didn't come easy at first as well. Controlling things is very different than just doing them." She seems thoughtful. "I... mean, it's safe in here, I could just... not control it and just see if I can push it out?" But Caitlin, at least, is offering baby steps. There's the tiniest bit of relief in Mori's expression.

"Okay, normal stuff, sure. It's not having powers that bothers me it's... the things I see." She looks around. "Like... just being somewhere else when I'm not. Seeing places I don't know and things I don't know but I'm still right where I was. I can't just control it, either, it just happens. I don't when. Sometimes I'm kind of aware that I'm /here/ but also elsewhere at the same time?" It's clear she's not sure how to describe it and she looks pretty frustrated about it.

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia dials back her enthusiasm a notch, it's a recurring theme and one of the reasons Caitlin's presence is good for her, so her enthusiasm doesn't just run roughshod over people. All of it is good intentioned, but she really can be a lot.

She pauses in thought as she listens to Mori's concerns, "Maybe a CAT scan and an MRI then? To get a better idea of what is going on in your head, maybe, I wonder if there's also a way we could check for super localized spatial distortions linked to your quantum gravity signature? Like if part of your or your senses are actually being coopted to another point in Space/Time..." She pokes her tablet a bit more as she puzzles over this, the biology and medical equipment is more Caitlin's specialty anyway.

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
"Bad idea," Caitlin mutters to Nadia. "I tried it with a friend a while back and I had to put a *lot* of nights and weekends in fixing a CAT scanner at Columbia. You know those things are like, a couple *million* bucks?" she asides.

"Uh..." Caitlin looks at her notes, exhales skywards rather thoughtfully, then fixes her gaze at Mori. "Let's go a little broader," she suggests. "Patient history's a big part of getting a sense of your abilities. You're not a mutant; checked you for the X-chromosome. Not unusual, but what's weird is that I can't find a cause... anywhere else. No cybernetic implants, no GenActive chromosomal patterns-- least not ones I know," she admits, and gestures at a readout of Mori's DNA next to a graphical outline of her body. "But what's got me puzzled is your amygdala," Caitlin says, tapping on a display of the screen, "is completely normal. It's, uh--" she looks at the two women. "Oh, it's where we typically see metagene activity triggering," she explains.

"What is intersting, though, is that your temporal lobes are lit up like a Christmas tree," Caitlin tells Mori. She taps the display with her stylus, like a teacher. "The Temporal Lobes are part of your cerebral cortex, they're... part of things like visual memory, language comprehension, that sort of thing. Yours are operating at..." Caitlin makes a sound in the back of her throat. "I can't even put a number to it. If your brain was a baseline, Nadia and me? We'd be braindead by comparison."

Mori Merritt has posed:
Mori's taking it all in with a puzzled expression. "So... my brain's on fire?" It /feels/ that way sometimes. "Or... maybe I'm super smart?" She does look excited, but a bit more confused. "You said it's not like I'm a mutant or something, so... it's not supposed to be doing that. How do I make it stop doing that? Or control it. Is that the kind of thing someone can learn?" She's got a lot of questions because mostly no one has even offered her this sort of an answer before.

"I'm not permanently broken or something, am I?"

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia swipes a few images across her screen until she pulls up the brain activity chart and looks at it a bit wide eyed, "This is like.." she peers at Mori and back at the data and back at Mori again, "Like you're processing enough activity for a million or so people. How is this possible?" she looks over at Caitlin, "Is there a glitch?"

Nadia steps out from behind the blast screen since it seems like they are done playing with fire for now, "Caitlin is super smart, I'm super smart, you might be, but that's not what this is. I've never seen anything like this before and I've seen a lot of weird stuff."

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
Caitlin looks almost insulted at that statement from Nadia, but she tempers it well. The comment about 'super smartness' mollifies her momentary flash of ego, and she checks her notes again while Nadia talks. (Definitely not double-checking to make *sure* the machinery is working!).

"You're not broken," Caitlin says with a surprisingly authoritative note in her voice. The second the words land, she blinks in alarm and lifts an apologetic hand to rest on Mori's arm. "Sorry. Bad... psychological term. You're /fine/," she stresses. "We're just... trying to figure out the underlying factors of your powers. Nadia's infused with homemade Pym particles; I've got aberrant genetics that make me super stronk," Caitlin explains. "We can't like... I don't know how Donna works, for instance, so I just chalk it up to 'magical'. But your brain-- it's just going full bore, like Nadia said. I don't know why, but maybe it's... some kind of parallel processing thing. Not just smart, but processing things on multiple levels at once?" she hazards.

Mori Merritt has posed:
It may be an exciting scientific and biological puzzle, but it's still Mori. It's hard for her to hide the fact that she's concerned, but the supportive hand does make her feel a little better. "I've always been more artistic, less so with the science." She looks between the two of them, the tiniest frown remaining there. "So you know that there's something going on, but you don't know what exactly because we're all weird." She pauses. "Is there a way to control any of this, though? I don't know how to stop just... seeing things. I don't know how to not hurt people with fire that I didn't even know was there. I don't want to hurt anyone and I almost did."

She does her best to smile because she feels like she should... but it's hard.

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia seems to get really deep in thought as her brain tries to attack what they're dealing with and examine all of the clues. She flips through a few more screens on her tablet and begins tapping away while Caitlin and Mori talk. Eventually some results of whatever she was searching begin scrolling across the tablet's screen.

"What if it's alien?" She finally asks while peering at the data results, "Like maybe she was abducted or something like those people on the History channel?" Eventually someone really needs to have a talk with her about the 'History' channel. "Viv, my Great Niece, sent me some scans of your drawings and I ran them against known Star Charts. Some of them definitely match stars on Earth like specific places, but others, they definitely seem like legitimate astrological placements, but they don't match anything known on Earth. Maybe she is seeing alien worlds due to something aliens did to her. Like maybe this Temporal Lobe activity is a form of communication or something, like you said parallel processing, like a super computer in her brain, like a walking communications array?" She's spitballing at this point, but there is a definite logic to her train of thought. "I mean we have three aliens among the Titans now, it could totally be aliens."

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
"That's kind of a reach, Nadia," Caitlin says. She tries not to scoff at the proposition. "We have *two* aliens on the Titans. Starfire's a stranded space princess, and Kara's one of... like, *four* Kryptonians left in the universe."

"Let's just... let's not rush to conclusions. Patterns are pretty common, okay? Stars follow fractial morphology just like... atoms and snowflakes."

"Mori," Caitlin says, addressing the girl. "Can you tell us more about... what happened? Any symptoms or visual aids? Did you wake up one day with a blinding headache, or were there a bunch of twinkly lights telling you that you had to dwell with the Fae Folk forever...?"

Mori Merritt has posed:
"... you guys know the coolest people," Mori does sound impressed. She's seen some weird stuff, but she's not on a /superhero team/. As Caitlin addresses her, she gives a quick nod. "Oh, yeah, sure. There's a forest outside of where I grew up, tiny town out by Mt. Rainer in Washington, I went there all the time as a kid, so I know it really well. I went into the woods about a year ago. I remember going in, I don't remember coming out. It's a lot like when you're dreaming and things sort of just all smash together and you can't really make sense of what's going on. There were bits where I saw things, and other times I could hear my family or doctors or whatnot around me, but it was just all..." She shrugs. "Like my brain being on fire."

She glances to Nadia, then back to Caitlin. "My family said I didn't come back, so they went looking for me. Wasn't like I was hard to find, right there just off the trail, passed out. They took me to the hospital, did a bunch of tests, couldn't even find an injury. Everything was normal except that I was just barely aware of anything going on around me."

She scratches her head, making a bit of a face. "A lot of it was trying to figure out how to function with being interrupted by things that weren't actually there. Took me a good six months before I could really be left on my own without needing someone to make sure I didn't pass out somewhere dangerous or something. It's gotten better, at least for a while, but it's just... it's very off and on. Sometimes I can tell that it's not actually something that's real, but a lot of the time it's confusing. It /feels/ real. I see it. I hear it. I think that's why everyone claimed it's hallucinations. I experience it but they don't see it at all, even if it's right in front of me."

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia isn't like other girls, she grew up surrounded by super science with a distinct lack of the mundane reality that most people experience, she has literally journeyed to a parallel Earth dimension and back searching for her father, been to the Microverse, resized cities, in other words what seems incredibly far fetched for some can at times seem perfectly logical in her mind.

She makes a face at Caitlin's dismissal, "Brainiac was an alien, too. And all of those bottles from his ship were full of alien cities from who knows how many civilizations. I think Aliens is definitely possible Cait, I mean she's not showing up for anything else except this brain activity like nothing ever seen before."

And then Mori is describing her adventures in a rural forest and missing time. "See Cait?! Missing time! She doesn't know how she got out of the woods! This is just like the History channel!"

She looks back to Mori again, "With this kind of activity brain on fire seems like an understatement, this is incredible. Aliens is my best guess."

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
Caitlin smiles politely at Nadia. It's a bit thin-lipped with tolerant frustration. "Nadia, I'm-- I'm not saying it *can't* be aliens, I'm saying that it's kind of a *leap* to go to aliens as the immediate cause. There are..." She purses her lips and her head makes a slow, side-to-side swaying. "Maybe ten or fifteen people in the world who've even got a handle on where superhuman powers come from, let alone how they work. It's *probably* not the X-chromosome, unless it's some weird genetic deviation of that chromosome. It's *probably* not a metagene event," she says, stressing the word again, "unless the basic theory of aggravation of the amygdala is, y'know. Wrong?" she points out, brows rising. "Because it was only first observed a few years ago."

Looking back to Mori seems to check Caitlin's frustration and she lifts an apologetic hand first to Mori, then Nadia. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be so critical. It's as good a hypothesis as anything else we have going right now. I would just like... like to eliminate some of the other possibilities. Just for the sake of good science, and also making sure Mori isn't going to have a-- a seizure, or something. Inflammation of the temporal lobe can cause schizophrenia or inflammation of the limbic system."

Mori Merritt has posed:
Seizures? Schizophrenia? Mori does seem a bit concerned at the mention of potential dangers. "I mean, I sort of had to learn how to distinguish what was real and what wasn't when I woke up, and how to deal with sort of not accidently zoning out in dangerous situations. I don't cook on a stove for obvious reasons." She smiles wryly, trying to keep a positive outlook on things. "It's some weird stuff, for sure. I just... don't really want to accidently hurt someone. Like the fire thing? That could have been /really/ bad."

Smile or not, Mori's clearly thinking about it. "I mean, do people just... keep finding powers? I thought I was sort of set with what I had and then half-a-year later I end up nearly burning down a dorm with no indication of anything fire-related prior to this. Is this like a growth thing? Do you hit a certain point and stop just... blowing things up?"

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia is perhaps used to people thinking some of her ideas are a little out there and takes it in stride. She nods along with the things Caitlin is saying, "Yeah, sure, definitely, we should examine every possibility. It's just kind of a weird coincidence some of these pictures perfectly match the Milky Way to the point I could probably tell you exactly where the place she was dreaming of is on Earth and the others showing alien landscapes have realistic looking alien star patterns that don't match any of our charts. I mean sure could be a coincidence. I think we should look at all possible leads and just follow wherever the evidence points."

Once Caitlin's attention shifts back to Mori though Nadia mouths the word 'Aliens' at Mori just out of Caitlin's peripheral vision. Or at least she thinks she is. When Mori starts talking about getting more powers though Nadia looks back at Caitlin, "Is that normal? To keep developing more and more powers? I don't know a whole lot about naturally occuring powers, though I suppose if it were an outside cause continued exposure to whatever stimulus is generating the powers in the first place might do that?"

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
"Oh boy," Caitlin exhales, and her eyes roll around at the scope of that question. Cheeks puff and exhale as if bracing herself for a heavy task. "Uh... Well, um..." Caitlin brings up one of the big displays, taps on her tablet, and puts a few profiles up. "Okay. So in the United States, Drs. MacTaggart and McCoy did some of the seminal research into the X-gene, so we've got a lot more information about that specific adaptation than metahumans in general. It was Dr. Erskine who did the first real work on inducing a metagene crisis in humans." She looks back at the other two women, opens and closes her mouth apologetically. "Er, he created the Super-Solder Serum. Captain America," she clarifies.

Caitlin points at her own picture, on the far left. "Like-- this is me. I'm at the end of a long chain of experiments that started with Erskine. When my powers first, um... manifested, I couldn't lift more than five or ten tons. Since I've joined the Titans, my physical structure's become a lot more durable because of my exercise routines."

She brings up other images of the Titans. "Flash-- the first Flash-- he used to think he could just run really fast. Then he discovered it wasnt' just running, it was his interaction with the entire world. He expanded the scope of his powers by using them in new ways. That's-- that's a lot of what we do here, as Titans, we train and test each other. But someone developing sporadic and new powers is... pretty atypical?" she hazards. "There's four... three?" she hazards, and looks up. "The common archetypes, uh... ESP... strength... energy kinetics."

Caitlin squints at the ceiling, holding three fingers up, then drops both to look back at the other two. "I can't remember the fourth one. It'll probably come to me at 4 AM. But as far as I know, it's pretty uncommon for someone to develop multiple overlapping powers. Strictly from a metagenetic perspective," she clarifies.

Mori Merritt has posed:
Mori gives Nadia a little shrug. Aliens? Maybe. Who knows? She's not the big brains of this operation. That's what Nadia and Caitlin are for! "... I'm really good with the try all the things method. I mean, having powers is cool but it's kind of a lot. I'm okay right now but a lot of the time it's hard understanding what's going on. And I can't forget any of it so it's just always there in my head. That's why I go for the art. It's like trying to let go even if I can't. It's the only way to try and explain some things though."

She's definitely listening to Caitlin, though. It's all news to her. "Okay, I sort of get that. The same sort of things expanding over time. Learning the root cause and then strengthening it like a muscle. So do I just have... weird muscles?" She actually giggles at that comparison. "I guess I'm just worried. I figured out how to control the telekinesis and I probably can figure out the fire if I focus on it, but... no more surprises. It's... not exactly easy. I'm trying really hard, though."

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia leans against the blast shield watching the screen and listening to Caitlin's explanation, it's not entirely unfamiliar to her since the Red Room funneled a lot of stolen research into her early education. "That's what I was thinking, that extrapolation of a single talent would be much more likely than multiple unrelated talents, though depending how it's accomplished Telekinesis and Pyrokinesis aren't necessarily unrelated, both could be related to molecular agitation and manipulation, for example."

Mori gets a curious look when she mentions not being able to forget things, "Were you always like that?" Nadia asks. "Or did you stop being able to forget after all this started to happen?" Maybe it's a clue. She stands there thinking a few moments longer, "Figuring out what caused the fire to manifest like that might be another clue, too. Maybe something external triggered an internal reaction?"

Mori Merritt has posed:
"Molecular agitation? Like... vibrating objects so fast they catch on fire?" Mori's no scientist, but she thinks she's got the idea behind that. "Oh, the memory? Photographic memory's my actual superpower. I've had that forever. It just got really complicated after all this started. I mean, it's /photographic/, so it's just what I see. So when I zone out and see things, it's... different? I can still recall all the stuff that I've seen but it's kind of hard to remember anything I heard. Kind of like when you dream and then you're not entirely sure what happened afterwards. That's why I think it's an /actual/ thing. I remember what it looked like. Wouldn't it not work like that if I was just hallucinating because I'm not actually seeing it?"

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
Caitlin's writing notes down furiously while Mori talks; a cross-section of a human brain is brought up and she refers to it a few times also, checking her own notes.

"Uh... yeah, the... exact mechanism for pyrokinesis varies," Caitlin says, distractedly. "Kinda hard to analyze, I think Johnny Storm does something with plasma."

Caitlin props her chin in her hand, staring at the screen with a furrowed brow. "So that means that during your, um... fugue states, your visual cortex is still processing information and relaying it to the temporal lobe for processing. Maybe..." Caitlin scratches some more notes down.

"I mean, we need more data," she concludes, and turns around. "Um, I want to spend a few days doing some tests. Really basic stuff," she promises, with a headshake and raised fingers. "Visual acuity, motor response, that sort of thing. I'm very much not a neurologist, so this is getting way out of my wheelhouse," she says with blunt candor. "I want to differentiate between eidetic and photographic memory, and I might need to borrow some equipment so we don't have you looking at flash cards in a CT machine, which..." she looks around. "Would be really swell to have, but it was either that or the second fridge. I stand by our choice." Caitlin's eyes dance and she ventures a smile.

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia's head bobs up and down as she listens to Caitlin, at this point she has kind of taken a step back more than willing to defer to a specialist in this case. She's probably also still thinking about aliens. "Yeah, you should definitely let Caitlin run some tests and see where that leads. In the meantime maybe I'll try and track down that Green Light guy I met during the aftermath of the Brainiac invasion, Hal something, he's like a space cop or something. Maybe he'll be able to recognize if these images are actual constellations or not."

Mori Merritt has posed:
"I guess more data does make sense," Mori agrees. "I haven't had a 'fugue state' since the fire, so I don't know if that's tied to it or anything. I was kind of hoping maybe it'd just happen and you could see what my brain's doing when it happens? I thought that'd probably be the most helpful thing. I don't really trigger those, though. They just happen when they happen. I've never done anything that I think causes it. Not that I can see anyway." She nods. "I'm okay with more data gathering, I just want to see that it's not going to hurt anyone else. No more fire incidents." She's very determined about that part.

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
"Green Lantern," Caitlin corrects Nadia, quietly. She twists her shoulders and gestures over one with her thumb. "We're uplinked with both the Avengers and the League. Just send a query over and they'll run back anything that's not classified. We've got a good relationship with the other teams."

"So... okay. We'll help you get to the bottom of things, Mori," Caitlin promises her. "If nothing else, we'll have a better handle on how your powers work and that'll help D-- Nightwing, and Donna, work out a training plan to help you with them. Who knows?" she says, shrugging. "Maybe it'll turn out that you've got more in common with the Torch than you thought."