6472/Rebuilding GIRL, post NOWHERE

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Rebuilding GIRL, post NOWHERE
Date of Scene: 06 June 2021
Location: GIRL Labs
Synopsis: Janet stops by to check on Nadia after NOWHERE's attack on GIRL.
Cast of Characters: Nadia Pym-van Dyne, Janet van Dyne




Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
With her office space destroyed in the recent NOWHERE attack, any time that Nadia is not spending in the lab is generally spent in the large central meeting area with its big round table emblazoned with the GIRL logo, and various holographic displays. Though even if the office were still functional, it is highly questionable if it would be seeing much use as new pressing questions related to this NOWHERE have begun to consume what's left of her attention span not devoted to the Titans or the secret spaceship project to help Mori. Paperwork is the furthest thing from her mind right now, even if she is very much looking forward to the Expo.

This evening Nadia is once again seated alone at the large table in the main conference room. She's dressed in black and yellow borderline pajama comfy casual clothes with a bee theme and has one of those large novelty size cups of coffee next to her. In front of her the 3D projection holographic display, which she is almost obsessessively staring at, is active floating above the table as Vivian's sensor footage of the attack plays, seemingly on loop switching between various sensor spectrums as it repeats. In particular she keeps stopping at, looping, and focusing in on a single particle moment, when she fired the size manipulation beams from her gauntlets at Dr. Templar and Fuji, and they simply had no effect as if completely neutralized. Something that has never happened to her before and she wasn't even sure was possible. The 'how did they do that' having become one of those questions that will eat away at her until she solves it.

Janet van Dyne has posed:
"Are the contractors still not done with those repairs?" Janet's voice comes from the entry to the lab; she's taking a few seconds to look around the room, examining the state of things since the big attack. Springtime has come, and so Janet's put up her winter wardrobe; today it's a denim jacket over a plum-colored bandeu, a white miniskirt with a decorative gold belt, and thigh-high black boots with a 4" heel. Her accessories glitter the way only real gold and gems can do, large loops at her ears and around her wrists.

More importantly, she has two large pizza boxes balanced against her hip, and finds the least-obstructed place on the large table to set them down. Her makeup is expertly applied, a little heavier than usual without looking overly garish. "Pepperoni, and then a 'Curry Pizza' special. Thought you might like something different tonight," Janet offers, and flashes a smile at the Waspette.

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia looks up from the holographic recreation of events that floats in the center of the table, one hand reach to pause the playback, the other reaching for her oversized mug of coffee. "Oh! Janet! Hi!" She waves with her free hand once the images have stopped moving. "I don't know, I haven't actually been up there." She confesses to the first question.

"I've been trying to figure out how this Dr. Templar was able to neutralize concentrated beams of Pym Particles. I mean I know various forms of containment exist, but it wasn't that. He just canceled them out, I've never seen anything like it. I'm also trying to figure out how to detect Chronons." She takes a swallow of coffee before adding, "The Quantum of Time, Irie suggested detecting them would be useful for determining if Dr. Templar came from the future. Though I recall SHIELD also using Tachyon sensors to detect time travel, so that might be another place to start." As usual Nadia is a mile a minute, the coffee probably doesn't help or is possibly the only thing keeping her upright, though it may be some combination thereof.

"Oooh pizza! Right, eating is a thing I should do!" She says as if actually reminding herself of this basic fact. "Wait, what's curry? New pizza!" Nadia is easy to please, especially when it comes to pizza.

Janet van Dyne has posed:
"Curry is an Indian food," Janet explains. "It's a bean. No, wait." Her nose wrinkles. "It's a spice? I don't know," she confesses. "But it's a staple of Indian restaurants. I like my curry spicy though," she tells Nadia.

Janet leans over the girl's shoulder to look at the display. "Oh yeah, I know the solution for figuring these out," she tells her. With a firm hand Janet unplugs the device and turns it off completely. "It's called 'eat something to feed your brain'."

Janet sits in one of the chairs and groans minutely in relief as she puts her boots up on the table, toes wiggling inside them to get circulation restored. She does snag one slice of pizza for herself and places it on a napkin; before she starts digging in, she reaches for Nadia's pill caddy. "You're remembering to take your meds, right?" she says, glancing at the girl. "And not abusing your Adderall?"

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
"Oh, India." Nadia nods. She is about to try to pull up more information about India and curry when Janet unplugs the entire holographic display, one arm reaching weakly in protest before she deflates and settles into eating the pizza starting with the new curry flavor. The explorer in her cannot resist the next experience. "Yes, Janet." She concedes.

Once the curry reaches Nadia's taste buds though her eyes get really big for a moment. Indian spice is not something she had experienced before and was really not quite prepared for. She manages to swallow it down but coughs for a moment and goes for her ...coffee which is perhaps not the best choice. "It's kind of like alcohol, it tastes like burning but with different flavor." She takes another bite, this one goes a bit better. "I can see why you like it."

Nadia nods several times when interrogates about taking her medications and then checks the reminders on her phone just to be sure. "I did!" She was definitely not sure that she had, this is why her phone reminds her. She gets a bit shifty at the mention of the Adderall, "No..maybe a little? It's really useful for getting things done." By not sleeping.

Janet van Dyne has posed:
"Everything in moderation," Janet says with a pointed look, and casts around for the prescription bottle. Once it's found she dumps the contents into her palm for a fast count, then nods once at the numbers. "Cool. Parenting accomplished," she says, recapping the container and tossing it lazily onto the desk. It bounces once off some paper and stops rolling when it encounters an actuator joint left half assembled on the big table.

"You're at the age where it's real easy to develop a chemical dependency," she reminds Nadia. Janet speaks around a cheesy mouthful of pepperoni pizza. "But you're doing good," she adds, a beat later. "And you're being productive at least, not just laying around stoned and listening to an oldies station."

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
"Yeah..." Nadia says looking down her giant cup of coffee when Janet begins talking about chemical dependency, very aware of just how dependent she is on certain chemicals at times, her medications aside.

She blinks a few times at the idea of laying around stoned, "Is that a thing people do? And what's an oldies station?" Apparently she's at least heard the slang 'stoned' already from the Titans. At least she probably doesn't think they're throwing rocks at each other. Probably. She watches the pill bottle roll to a stop before snagging a slice of pepperoni and cheese pizza with a look of pure bliss. Sure the burny curry was tasty, but pepperoni and cheese, her first pizza experience, will probably always remain her favorite. That and the Platkas.

Janet van Dyne has posed:
"Oh y'know, bands like The Strokes, the Killers... " Janet opines. "But I guess some good bands got started then," she allows. "And it's not like, REAL oldies. Nirvana, Pearl Jam, that's practically ancient," she clarifies.

"Anyway--" she gestures in a circle with her pinkie, pointing at the messy workspace. "This isn't sustainable, honey. You need to get an office set up again. Be able to put a door up between you and other people once in a while. Having a project space like this out in the open is just bad for business. Why not go lean on the repair crews a bit, at least get one of the spare labs serviceable enough for you to work in?"

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
From the look on Nadia's face, she clearly does not know. But she just sort of nods along anyway. "Yeah, I guess I should at least go see if they're done..." Nadia concedes, it was such a good excuse to avoid paperwork.

"This Dr. Templar though," He is clearly very still on Nadia's mind. "He said their technology is several hundred years ahead of Earth mainstream. I think he may have come from the future. I think he's really dangerous and I don't know what he's planning. He tried to make it all sound very noble while still trying to make it an offer I couldn't refuse." Elements of the whole thing are clearly bothering her still, moreso than the average kidnapping attempt against her.

Janet van Dyne has posed:
"Yeah, I saw the security recordings," Janet says. "And read the incident reports. He sounds like a real lunatic." She sits up, kicking her feet off the table, and scoots over to Nadia so they're facing each other. One leg crosses smoothly over the other and she puts aside her pizza so her hands are free.

"We deal with crazy all the time, though. It helps to figure out what his crazy is," she adds. "So number one, he is qualifying what he's doing. He knows the actions are bad, but he's justifying them. That makes him more of a sociopath than a psychotic or schizo. What is he after?" she inquires rhetorically. "It's something that revolves around you, obviously. He didn't go after Hank, or specifically make a play for the Pym particles. He wanted to kidnap you if he had to, but if he could tempt you to work with him, that bit about the 'better future' with all his tech-- that's a low-cost, high-reward sales pitch if I've ever heard one."

Hands spread invitingly. "So what is it that he wants, and how are you the one who could get it for him?"

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Frustration and unease is not enough to stop Nadia from scarfing down another slice of pepperoni and cheese pizza. "That's the part I don't know. To make something I guess? That's what the Red Room wanted, well that and my blood apparently." She shudders for a moment remembering her encounter with 'Despair' her evil clone. "Probably to make something with their tech to usher in that 'bright future' they want. I've been more consumed with the question of if they're from the future or not, but if they are, they may be trying to change it. He also seemed fixated on my abilities, something about a war coming that would be fought by metahumans and supersoldiers. He did have two powered people with him, could it be as simple as a recruitment drive?" Her questions only seem to lead to more questions as she tries to answer them.

Janet van Dyne has posed:
"Beats me," Janet says with an expressive shrug. "Not my pony, not my stables. But now you're thinking in the right way," she says encouragingly. "Think of him like any other research project," she suggests. "Come at it from the angles. What might he want? Come up with a bunch of hypothesis-is and see where that line of thought takes you. You and your dad, you've got the science covered, no argument. Understanding how people think, that's the part I struggled on with Hank. There aren't a lot of people with really pure motivations, like the Avengers. Not everyone's Steve. Most of the population is motivated by sex, money, power, and envy. Not necessarily in that order." Janet uplifts her chin at a whiteboard covered in near-illegible notes and chicken scratches. "Do it old school, make a flowchart if you like."

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Having polished off yet another piece of pizza, Nadia finally leans back in her seat knowing her enhanced metabolism will probably chew through it all before long but for the moment she is full. "Thanks Janet. Talking to you always helps me sort things out. People are so confusing." Probably because she isn't really motivated by any of those four things.

"Oh! Before I forget again! I got you something in Themyscira!" She goes rooting through her bag, "I just keep forgetting to give it to you. Ta da!" She declares producing a bottle of Themysciran wine, the stuff strong enough to affect Amazons, and holds it out to Janet.

Janet van Dyne has posed:
"Ooh, presents?" Janet sits upright, eyes glittering greedily. "I do love presents," she says, stating the patently obvious. When the bottle is offered Janet gives it a momentarily nonplussed look, turning it over and over in her hands.

"It's wine, but... wait, is this *Themysciran* wine?" Janet's eyes widen minutely. "Oh wow. I have heard stories, but I haven't had a chance to have much of it. Diana brought one bottle to the Mansion. Once. Wasn't enough to go around for everyone to get a proper taste of it."

She beams delightedly at Nadia. "Thank you, sweetheart. This is perfect. I can't wait. Do you know what kind of grape it is? Nevermind," she says, waving the question off. "That's not important. I'm sure it's some Greek grape. I'll figure it out. Somehow."

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
"It's SO GOOD!" Nadia exclaims beaming, quite pleased with Janet's reaction. "There was a party for Diana's birthday while we were there and we had ...a lot of it and I /knew/ you would love it! So I managed to buy a bottle when we went shopping, well it was more like barter. They don't have a whole lot of interest in outside currency yet, but I had some neat things in my lab I managed to trade."

At the question of grape type Nadia seems lost but just leans forward and gives Janet a big hug instead. "I don't know, but I can ask Donna if it is important!"

Janet van Dyne has posed:
Janet returns the hug quite willingly, and then gives Nadia an extra squeeze for good measure before breaking. "I love it. I don't promise to save it until you can share some with me, but I'll try," she says with an unrepentant grin.

Janet gestures at the table. "Pizza is yours, I brought extra for all these hungry young minds. I'll not keep you," she reassures Nadia. "But don't overdo it, okay? I read something once about having brilliant moments in the shower. Eat food, take breaks, let inspiration do some of the heavy lifting from time to time," she suggests. "Anything you need from me before I go?"

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
"Oh right, a shower." At GIRL they call it Lab Funk and it can be a legitimate issue with teenaged super geniuses more focused on cracking the structure of the universe than the basics of everyday life. "Perhaps a shower will help me figure all of this out!" With the time it will take to restart the machines Janet unplugged, Nadia figures she might as well.

Nadia shakes her head jumping to her feet. "I don't think so. Thanks Janet, you've already done plenty!" There is another hug and then she is off to the showers to de-funk.