5913/What the hell were you thinking

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What the hell were you thinking
Date of Scene: 11 April 2021
Location: Pym's Midtown Lab
Synopsis: No description
Cast of Characters: Michael Hannigan, Hank Pym




Michael Hannigan has posed:
It is a rather peaceful day outside. There are no potential apocalyptic scenarios known of at the moment and the building still stands. Indeed peaceful. Seated over to the corner of the lab, Rod is leaning against the wall. Headphones on as he blankly looks up to the ceiling smiling. Lying on the floor in front of him appear to be a few bins of what could likely be termed as 'random shit'. A few pieces are outside of the bucket, seemingly resting on a mat in a set order. The pieces seem to be purposely placed there in that order. But there are noticable gaps in the layout.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym comes out of his bedroom. He has a Stark tablet in his hand which he will complain to anyone who will listen that Tony Stark made him pay for due tothe infamous sandwich incident. Okay that was a little out of line but let him bring his won lunch. He glances at the mat and then takes a second look. Eventually Rod will notice a shadow falling over him and the earphones will be removed.

"Rauri Donovan, are you collecting parts to build a pulse laser rifle? Without telling me?" Cozette stops reaching for a donut and listens interestedly. Bo moves the plate away from her.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Rod's head bobs to the music, movement slowly as the p-clipse starts to block the light. Head turning he looks over to the Doctor as the headphones are taken away. Eyes shift over to the contents of the mat being addressed by the question. "Collecting." Rod replies with a nod. "...Not enough for building yet." He looks to the headphones.

Hair pulled back, Mike is without both gaiter and knitcap today. What he doesn't lack are plastic shopping bags as two heavily loaded down plastic bags are being held in each hand. As he approaches the door the musician grumbles, shifting the bag in one hand over before he knocks to alert to his presence.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym frowns and then says, "Cross wire the capacitors. You have less problems with heat buildup. I try to tell my daughter that too... but kids today." Hank is interrupted as Bo nearly tramples him, plate of donuts on his lead, held by antennae. Cozette follows hissing in rage. Bo reaches the door and opens it for Mike and sidesteps Cozette who nearly tramples the musician and then attempts to take the bags for Mike.

"Do I have any say in what happens in this f***ing lab anymore?! Hello Michael." At least he hands the earphones back to Rod.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
So. Mike is aware there are ants that live here. Good ants. Nice ants. But typically when one opens the door that usually means that there is no longer forward momentum going on with the ant. So, imagine when you initially are greeted with the expected visual only for one ant to shift aside for the stampeding one to be revealed.

Brows raising, the ponytailed musician starts backing up to avoid geting bulldozed. "Y-!" The bags are soon taken from Mike as he looks to the retreating Cozette, carrying away the bags of bottles. "Uh those are for Rod."

Rod, gives Hank a nod to the advice. The smile strengthens as he's given back the headphones. He doesn't turn them on though at the mention of the new guest's name. Turning off the music player, he pushes himself off of the floor to look to the entrance way. "Hey Mikey." He looks to the bags Cozette is carrying, trying to get a glimpse of what it is that's supposed to be for him.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym watches Cozette and indicates Rod. The she-ant puts the bags down by Rod. Bo follows Mike in, offering donuts. Foss regards the ant-ics sourly. The older ant brings a box marked 'deathray supplies' with him and places it by Rod. "Well what brings you out 'superhero'?" Hank needles. "And if those bags have a plasma accelerator for Rod we are doomed."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike smiles to Bo, taking one of the offered donuts before reaching his other hand to pat a part of the head that is uncovered. "Thank you Bo." He gives a glance to Cozette, watching Rod turn his attention to the bags while the oddly marked box is set beside the doppel. "Well, Hank. After the pool p-" He blinks, looking to the box again and then to Hank, "Deathray supplies?"

As Rod looks into the bags to find red wrapped bottles containing red liquid, he picks them up and walks straight for the fridge. "Cheerwine!"

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym looks at the box and shrugs, "Everything sounds bad when you say it that way. I... in the broadest general sense. What did you bring? It isn't alcoholic, because that will really raise holy Hell with Rod's meds. Anyway ignore that. Some moving men had a silly sense of humor. What were you saying about the pool. " A slight hand motion and Foss shoves it under a table, blocking it from view.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike shakes his head. "Rod was asking for Cheerwine at the Pool gathering. It's not alcohol. It's a type of cherry soda. Which...is not that common in New York. So, grabbed a few when I found it and brought it over." He glances to the direction of the kitchen. "Worst you probably have to worry about is a sugar crash."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym picks up a bottle. "Hmmm... you know what's in here? Never mind. So what's new at the Studio?" He shoots a thumbs up at Foss. then he starts the coffee up. "If I were living rent free, I would get my benefactor coffee in the morning. Wouldn't that be a lovely gesture, Mike?"

Michael Hannigan has posed:
"Things at the studio are doing alright. Wade's back to most his usual routines. Had some session work, practice, getting some details worked out on the work study program..." He pauses, "A little quieter this week. Wade cut back on some of the bookings."

Mike tilts his head to look to Hank at the coffee comment, glancing over to Foss. "Is that referring to him or was that directed at me?"

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym indicates Rod. "Man's building laser weapons and can't turn on a coffee maker. Probably dink himself into a manic cycle and build Ultron a bride next. Thank you Baudelaire." Hank grabs a chocolate custard donut. Seeing Cozette fall back under Hank's stare, Bo sets the donuts down.

"We were up late. Cable had 'Them" and "The Incredible Shrinking Man" on a double bill last night."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike turns his head to look over towards the rather happy Rod coming from the direction of the kitchen. "Considering where he's come from, are you sure you want to be drinking any coffee he makes?"