4752/Another You: Can I Borrow A Cup of Lab

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Another You: Can I Borrow A Cup of Lab
Date of Scene: 16 January 2021
Location: Labs - Titan's Tower
Synopsis: Terry comes to Nadia with a crazy idea. It turns out, nothing is too crazy for science!
Cast of Characters: Iason, Nadia Pym-van Dyne, Terry O'Neil

Iason has posed:
Life doesn't seem to slow down for the Titans. That's one of the things that you simply can't fight- every day lasts a certain number of hours, and everything in the world is subject to that inexorable rate.

Or... is it?

Terry approaches Nadia's lab and knocks, "Naadia... it's Terry. Not doppelganger Vorpal. Honest. Ask me any question- there's a very big ask I need to do..."

It's certainly a big imposition. Something he'd never consider even asking from a friend, if the situation weren't so urgent. But now that his Rabbit Holes were gone and another Cheshire cat was out there, loose, they couldn't afford to have Gar our of combat and vulnerable. Sooner or later, DoppelVorpal and DoppelGar would join forces...

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Life never slows down, it only speeds up. In this case faster than light, at least that's what Nadia seems to be working on. One of the lab's holographic 'whiteboard' displays has been covered in an array of equations and what looks suspiciously like an attempt at a schematic of the Milano's faster than light drive to anyone that's ever seen it.

She is just finishing an equation when Terry knocks. "Exceeding light speed isn't so much the problem as finding materials that can take the stress." She says to herself thinking out loud, before turning to walk to the door. "What was my favorite pizza topping combination when I first showed up at the tower?" She asks through the intercom casting a suspicious eye at the video feed of ouside the door.

Terry O'Neil has posed:
Terry chuckles. This one was easy. "I MEAN, I could answer something like pineapple and cherry, but that's false, because you didn't know pizza came in different toppings when you first showed up. We never told Gar. He would have had a heart attack," he grins.

"Now, may I come in, or do I have to pass the eliminatory round?" He is kidding, of course. He realizes that Nadia might not realize that. "Game show joke."

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
"Oooh what happens in the eliminatory round?!" Perhaps not the question Terry wanted to hear from the other side of the door. There is that split second where it seems like she might not actually open the door.

But then the security locks disengage and the door slides open to reveal Nadia in her Waspette uniform minus the helmet. She has taken to wearing it a lot these days with Dopplegangers prone to strike at any moment, though Van Dyne Originals are also quite comfortable.

"I've heard of gameshows! They're like games but on television but not football. Why isn't football on TV a gameshow?" She asks, seemingly completely seriously as she steps back to let Terry into the lab space.

Terry O'Neil has posed:
TTerry is used to Nadia's musings by this point, and he jumps in without batting an eyelash. "That's because Football is a sport played by professional athletes on TV and gameshows are meant for amateur audiences. Anyone can participate on game shows, whereas television sports are for specialized athletes."
    Terry O'Neil, culture ambassador. At least he hasn't tried to convince Nadia that Carol Channing is the empress of the Earth, like he did with Kian jokingly that one time.

"So... I spoke to Caitlin and Gar... and Cait has an idea about how Gar can regenerate. Gar's been trying out a hybrid form and Cait is creating some equipment for treatment... but we may be looking at two to three weeks." He sighs.

"With his doppel /and/ my doppel out on the loose... I am worried. Waiting all of that time while our doubles are comitting crimes.. will really weigh on him. I can see him doing something impulsive before he is really healed... which could be disastrous."

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia just sort of peers at Terry when he gives his explanation like it doesn't actually make sense. Football is still a game after all, regardless of who plays it.

She walks back to her holographic whiteboard display and swipes away the theoretical FTL engine specs for the time being. "That's good at least, most people never get a limb back once it has been severed. Though a robotic arm would have been really cool, too!"

She nods her head, tapping her chin as she considers the doppleganger problem. "Then we should just capture them first! I need subjects to study to work on detection tech anyway, it's become kind of a dead end otherwise."

Iason has posed:
"You are going to think this is very stupid. And you'd be right..." Terry begins, and you know that that is NEVER a good start, "But I don't think it'd be a good idea if Gar is not part of taking care of his Doppelganger. I know you haven't seen him, but you will soon. I've been giving him space to get his bearings... but this was very traumatizing for him."

"I think we should capture them... but Gar should be part of the effort. Or he... won't have closure. But we can't really have him facing against his doppelganger while his arm..."

He takes a deep breath. "While he's still in this shape. I'm sorry. Sometimes I think about what he had to go through and it's just..." he shakes his head. "If he hadn't thought to turn into a starfish at that last moment..." he trails off.

Focus, Terry. "But yes... you see the situation we're in."

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia peers at Terry again, "You know the longer we let them roam free the more people are probably going to get hurt right?" She stops and thinks, "Hmmm, maybe I could turn the trauma beam into an anti-trauma beam." Just turn off the hormones creating the trauma response, though it sounds a bit sinister if you actually say that part out loud. "Closure isn't always what people think it is..." She trails off before snapping herself out of unbidden other thoughts.

"Turning into a starfish was pretty smart, though a planarian would heal even faster, and a tardigrade would be nearly invulnerable and barely visible to the naked eye. There is no if there Terry. He did and it's good he did, though the only thing that stands between any of us and an unexpected demise is training, being prepared. Never underestimate anyone." It can be surreal at times, the glimpses of a haunted girl behind the happy smile. Nadia has definitely been through some things in her sixteen years for all that she radiates a sunshine-like demeanor. It is a miracle in some ways, she could easily have turned out like Damian under different circumstances.

Terry O'Neil has posed:
Terry nods slowly, "Yes, everybody here has hidden depths. It's something I should always remember..." the redhead says quietly. "And we're all family. We all share our burden. This is something you know as well as I." And if she didn't, she knew now.

"I was... thinking. And I know, that doesn't happen that often... but there is a way that we can have Gar recover... and still not let those doppels running around for more than... a day. Or thirty hours..." he scratches his ear, and looks to the side, "but it's a pretty big ask. And I normally wouldn't even proposing something like that... if it weren't Gar."

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia shakes her head and smiles, "Don't be so hard on yourself Terry, you have good ideas all the time." She informs him, not one to let her teammates beat themselves up.

That peering look returns as Terry continues and her brain starts putting the pieces of what he is talking about together. On some level it's the equivalent of asking to have an extended live in slumber party with your boyfriend in a teenage girl's bedroom, or in Nadia's case an even more treasured space, her lab. "You want to use the lab I mentioned the other day where time flows differently and physics are altered due to the microscopic scale?" She just tosses the question out in the open rather than waiting for Terry to finish beating around the bush and get to the point.

Terry O'Neil has posed:
"yes" Terry says, in a rather tiny voice. "Caitlin would set up his treatment equipment and I'd be there to help with that... and Kian would stay with us for-" he touches his forehead, "Psychic stuff. Gar's been having nightmares.... and I know stuff is haunting him. Kian's people know how to help with that in a way that Earth therapists can't. By the time it would all be said and done, Cait thinks Gar's arm would have regenerated and he'd have had physical therapy... and perhaps some therapy."

He rubs his neck and looks up, "I told you, it was a really strange idea."

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia leans back against one of the desks pinching the bridge of her nose with her right hand. She wasn't going to dismiss the idea out of hand, but "Just how many people are you planning on inviting? Do you have any idea of the logistics that would even be required for this? Suits and respirators, normal people do not breath properly at that size, nevermind the Pym Particles necessary for that degree of resizing going and coming back.." Though she hasn't said no, ...yet.

Terry O'Neil has posed:
"Only the three of us, long term, Cait would set up and leave... but really... it was just an idea. I'm spitballing because I'm stuck in an unwinnable scenario and trying to make it work," he chuckles. "If it's that big of a problem, I can always see if I can find my way back to Wonderland... time moves strangely there, too---"

He pauses. "Except that I don't have my rabbit holes anymore," he wilts. "Forgot THAT detail."

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia's face is a sea of warring expressions. On the one hand there is her inherent desire to help people and fix things, on the other there are the logistical challenges she is turning over in her head, and finally the fate of her sanctuary. Finally she shakes her head, "No, the logistics are the same either way no matter how long Cait is there for and I would rather she be there to ...make sure things go smoothly." To supervise, that is the unspoken statement, to keep certain troublemakers out of trouble. "I can probably come up with something using a Pym Capsule to minimize the particle usage, and they hopefully won't notice if I borrow a few respirators from Pym Technologies overnight as long as they aren't broken and I can put them back." She looks back to Terry, she hasn't quite said 'Yes' yet, but she seems to be leaning towards 'possible' at least.

Terry O'Neil has posed:
"I mean..." Terry says quietly, "If resources are an issue... Gar's dad /is/ one of the richest men in the world. If I had the money, I'd give it gladly for Gar..." he rubs the back of his neck "But I am poor. Very poor..." he pauses, and then looks up, blushing very, very red. "Well. Except for one... er. A diamond-encrusted speedo that... Harley Quinn gave me as a present. I could sell the diamonds..."

Please don't ask please don't ask please don't ask...

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia sighs a little and pushes off from where she was sitting on the edge of one of the desks, "Resources aren't an issue Terry." She says crossing the intervening space and giving him a hug. "I don't want anyone's money and Janet certainly doesn't need it ...don't tell her I said that. Look this is just a space I've never taken anyone before. We'll make it work though. I want to see him healthy and whole again." She gives him another squeeze before releasing him. "Though, if you guys go exploring where you shouldn't, I might just leave you in there." She smiles.