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Reed Richards Old Man Richards is spending a normal day in his lab, running behind, moving from project to project, a he is wont to do. He fixes things, puts out fires some figurative, some literal, Herbie is following him around from location to location, chiding him that he has a visitor but Reed doesn't have the time to look up until a problem is literally in his face. The lab is a wonder of modern of science and technology, every branch represented.
Rebecca Ryker Security insists on the Lead Scientist's attention, but is ignored. Eventually they allow the man entry, having verified his credentials as well as can be done. Then, with the rather amazing elevator (Fantastic, perhaps?) letting him off at the correct floor, a male in his early fifties steps onto the floor.

He is six foot tall, exactly. Black hair, a bit of a villain-style moustache and a small beard, and clothing worth more than some people's primary conveyances. He keeps his hands behind his back, fingers linked together. He hrms, looking about the lab.

"I suppose you'd forgotten our meeting. I can return another time." His words would be polite and exactly correct. His tone suggests that he has business to attend to as well.
Reed Richards Old Man Richards stops and regards the man, then turns to Herbie who has been flashing a sign saying meeting is 00:20 overdue. Reed gulps, "I guess, I am so sorry Doctor, I can make time right now, things have ben hectic here all day long. Just a crazy day still back logged from the alien nonsense.
Rebecca Ryker He seems odd, this one. But all scientists do, don't they? "Harlan Ryker," he states. He does not offer to shake hands. "I have no wish to cause your current experiments to.." He pauses, peering at one of the things Reed is doing, making a judgement based on what he can see. "..I have no idea what I am looking at. I'll just lay out my data. When you have a moment it'll be ready for your perusal."

He does assume that Reed will take the time and attention to look at what he's brought. That ego is usually a sign of high levels of focus and a dedicated personality. He turns, then finds a space where he pulls out a pad. Then he uses a bio-scanner, opening the holotech systems.

What he's displaying, when Reed has a moment, is apparently a central nervous system feedback setup allowing prosthetic limbs to communicate directly with the CNS. Essentially allowing a person with a fake limb to feel what they're touching. It is incomplete though, but could be a gamechanger for anyone who has an artificial limb.
Reed Richards Old Man Richards finished up five things simultaneously and turns to see what is being brought up. Reed's systems are data hungry and the reach out to work with the scientist, grabbing and collaring the data, pushing it into holographic displays and lining it up with images. Reed peruses the information and smile brightly. "These results are astounding, is this lab data or real world? He draws some conclusionds and throws up some preliminary work to feel the gap.
Rebecca Ryker Without missing a beat, Ryker allows full access to his systems. He didn't bring anything he didn't wish Reed to see; the easiest way to keep things from being seen is to not bring them along. "This system is essentially complete. I've got it working on test subjects, though clearly the theoretical systems are far advanced over what the FDA will allow me to proceed with on live subjects. I believe, however, that with some kind of alteration at the connection level we'll also be able to use the system for neuronal output as well as input."

Translation: he thinks that the biofeedback connections that allow tactile sensory should also allow the wearer to move the false arm by thought, the same way a human moves their real limbs. Lower brain level control over the prosthetics. "Clearly this is less advanced than that of some superheroes, but with the systems as you see them the end product could be something that would be mass produce-able. A standard amputee could afford to purchase one, though it would offer no advanced strength or weaponry. Simple quality of life."

No wonder his work is being considered for the Nobel.
Reed Richards Old Man Richards frowns and nods as he takes it all, in this is revolutionary, truly, a revolution in though/ He nods I can see what you are thinking but there are still a few levels from her there. But it doe show great promise. I might ave a few ideas, he throws some images, some drawiungs and notes. "We could reverse language and people would now know but it would be fine and the date through put rates wth be a substantial boost
Rebecca Ryker Harlan pauses, then says, "Clarity: you're suggesting using the same system, the biofeedback transfer, but with a language translation system? I'd have to install a computer, the software would need...hrm." He rubs his goatee a moment, thoughtfully. "It's possible. I hadn't considered it, my idea was to somehow connect directly to the motion sensors of the cerebellum. This would be a less complex system though, and easier to produce. It has merit." He begins shifting data in his pad, thinking openly. "Systems of the brain are highly complex. Avoiding the connection entirely would simplify the gross system but put a higher load on data processing. Do you know an expert programmer I could consult?"
Reed Richards Old Man Richards nods, and smiles, "Yes, let the body handle the load, accessing the brain is incredibly complex, but we could make do with the body. I know a few, honestly. He calls a few files to work on it, people he knows could do the work, Peter Parker, Ray Palmer, Yasmin Blatooth, Decuma Sandiesky. All skilled scientists and programmers. I mean it us possible to use the other method but the development time. He writes some calculation and nods the complexity adds possibly years to your research.
Rebecca Ryker Ryker nods firmly. "I had no belief that this would end in a day, Doctor Richards." He taps the notes into his system, programming it quickly to take them automatically rather than making him manually input data. "While on the topic though, I do intend to complete the cerebellum connection as well. There is no harm in completing a higher spec version, for posterity. It would not be finished in my lifetime, I'd guess. But I have children." That is when he closes his system. "Thank you."
Reed Richards Old Man Richards nods, "that is what we all hope, for our children to continue our work and to make things better.