Owner	Pose
Hank Pym	Sleep Hank Pym. Sleep Avenger. The sleep is fitful, the man's mind racing still. Nadia, Maria, the Widow Cadets... other troubles way on him. Failures haunt him. His eyes twitch, tracking ghosts that do not let him rest. All the while a computer chitters away and petrie dishes turn under scanners and microscope lenses. Eventually the turning and scanning and computing ends. A screen comes on and waits for attention, blinking softly. Bo the ant rises from Hank's feet and nudges his hand, but the hand hangs limply.
Vivian Vision	With school done for the day Vivian Vision has taken a little detour on her way home (Well quite a large detour really considering she's in the Happy Harbour dorm rooms) and all for one reason. To put a secret plan in motion. As always she calls ahead. Usually about ten minutes flying time from the main building to speed up things with security. She doesn't want to make an unplanned landing at the Avengers Mansion after all. People who do that have a nasty tendancy to be shot at. As usual she's taken the liberty of stopping to get a selection of hot caffinated drinks. Because people are always happier to see an unplanned guest when they have gifts. Even if it's just a large tea or coffee.
Hank Pym	The answer vivian got was a couple of grunts from Hank, who promptly fell out again before she arrived. When she enters only machines and a lone ant are acting. The screen displays results of its examination. <<Subject: Pym, Henry>> <<Pym is suffering from unrestrained Pym particle effects due to undiagnosed causes. The major effect is an uncontrolled shrinking or expansion of nerves and other tissues by 1-2. This causes a histamine reaction, as well as interfering with proper organ function.>> <<Condition: Serious>> <<Diagnosis: Seizures. Organ failure possible if condition worsens.>> <<Treatment: Unknown. Human input required.>> Finally Bo's attentions get a reaction from Hank as he begins to stir and gently shoves the ant away. Hank sits up, wipes his mouth and looks around.
Vivian Vision	Vivian Vision doesn't have time to process that the idea of Human input being required is really rather outdated in an age of aliens, gods and AI. She drops the hot drinks, splits off a bunch of instances of herself to make calls to the emergency services and makes a reminder to come clear the floor later on (and to send a apology to the cleaning staff if they get to the task first). Another portion of her mind looks up first aid guidelines as well as any specialist advice for people with Pym particles. "Doctor Pym please stay seated," she says in what she hopes is an authorative tone. "According to your Ant colleague you seem to have had a collapse. I'm making a call now to arrange for an ambulance to come and collect you." She scowls. "And before you think of saying it's nothing to worry about I should inform you that I will not be taking no for an answer." Of course she can't actually stop him from giving a security override order to lock them out. Just fix him with a disappointed look and, if that doesn't work, try guilt trip him by mentioning Nadia.
Hank Pym	Hank Pym does make the override she feared. He takes a drink he had at hand and uses it to take a pill from his pocket. He stretches, vertebra popping. He finally looks directly at Vivian and says, "There are two, maybe three people who'd understand what is happening. I don't completely trust that Ying girl, despite her loyalty to Nadia. I'm not involving Nadia in this. She lost one parent and this would cause her collapse. I'm working on this. I've dealt with similar problems before. As for then serious, this means it warrants my attention, not some doctor I'd have to spend a couple months educating. I have Bo and the ants to look after me and get help. I also have various alarms to call for help should I be incapacitated." He opens his shirt to reveal several blinking monitors adhered there. "Making this private matter public would not be wise at this time. Also thank you for the coffee. Nice to see you." Hank goes over to give Vivian a hug. "You better not yeet me over your shoulder or somesuch, granddaughter."
Vivian Vision	Vivian Vision sullenly pouts. "I am also leaving Janet a voice mail," she points out even as Hank kills the request for an ambulance. "The Avengers need to be aware so they do not recruit you for any upcoming missions. And I must also protest in the strongest possible terms. You should be working this out with proper care from your physician." She points at the message that Bo had typed. "See even your ants do not agree with your assessment of the situation." She stands statue still for the hug. "You know this puts me in a very unfair position. Having to keep secrets from Great Aunt Nadia. I had only intended to stop by and see if you might wish to arrange her a belated birthday party... I was able to get the exact date of her birthday from the Red Room computer system and I thought you and Janet could plan something nice. Ask the Titans to help out perhaps.. And now I have to hide the fact that your components are failing."
Hank Pym	Hank Pym nods, still hugging Vivian despite the rigid response. "I'm putting myself on sick leave. Nadia already knows and Janet... can read about it with the others. She has no authority over me. So no secrets to be kept. Hugging me back would be appreciated, especially after I made you spill that coffee. Vivian... despite my checkered past I am not a drama king. I'm not flying off on Bo to die. I have a daughter to live for. If it gets bad, Jan has that whole hospital she bought to deal with her complications... which I have no knowledge of. So I wish my privacy respected as well. You caught me sleeping while I was working on this problem. Calm down. Before you damage yourself." He keeps hugging.
Vivian Vision	Vivian Vision grudgingly pats Hank on the back. Carefully so as not to cause injury. "Nadia already knows but you don't want to involve her? I do not believe for a moment that if she knew the full story she would remain uninvolved..." she points out. "As for Janet knowing. She does still run the company with your name on it. Where I believe you are still technically head of R&D? At the very least you should tell her you need to take a leave of abscence so she can prepare accordingly." "As for causing myself damage... Being worried will not cause me any harm. However mentally speaking my organic family members being constantly captured and in states of life and death peril is very harmful." She steps back out of the hug. Phasing if needed. "So going forward if you need any errands running please inform me and I will make time around my classes. And, ideally, you will take cabs from now until your recovery. No driving when you might black out and that includes letting an ant drive for you. It's against the law no matter how well trained the ant might be."
Hank Pym	Hank Pym chuckles after grabbing at air. Hug Fail. "Yeah. She runs a company with my name on it. Not the only entity with my name on it she's trying to run. I'll arrange a leave. As for travel, I have Rover, full sized in the hangar. He can shuttle me around. Ants can't drive. I learned that the hard way." He goes over to the montor and reads the fine print on it. "Hmmm." "Vivian, do I impress you as being overly emotional or irrational?"
Vivian Vision	"And Rover will be instructed to make an emergency detour to a suitable medical facility and call Great Aunt Nadia if you have another unplanned 'sleep'?" Vivian says sternly, crossing her arms. "I know you do not wish her to worry, but if your condition gets worse unexpectedly you would be better involving her and letting her try help than the alternative. Which is she find out too late and spend all her time feeling guilty for not being there to help. Which is precisely how I felt when Great Aunt Nadia got herself captured and I have to say it was horrible." She frowns, this time with concentration, and glances around the room. "I see no signs that you're in an extreme mental state at this point in time, although I am aware that without proper medication you can slip into them with little to no warning."
Hank Pym	Hank Pym shrugs. "Rover protects me. I could not order him away from a hospital were I ill. In any case... I know know the way this 'sickness' works. I'm already working out the details of a Pym particle regulator. I'll give you all my research to give Nadia as you see fit. As soon as I have the regulator built I will offer full disclosure to everyone. As I said I had previous episodes like this. I was stuck at ten feet tall for several months. I will admit, I may have to quit all this. I've used Pym particles more than anyone, am the oldest user and started using them when I was much older than Nadia and somewhat older than Janet, and both of them have augmentation that is helping them with the stress of resizing. But, I worry for them too and I'm /not/ putting this research in anyone else's hands." "As for right now, I'm helping Nadia prepare the Titans for space flight. I won't go with them as I'm no asset presently but I will be around her so if anything I can discuss this with her. But I want her to bring those kids home." He goes to resume his seat, literally, back to the drawing board. He considers his next words carefully. "I have no friends, Vivian. You're familiar with the 30 point rule of IQs? People need to be within 30 IQ points of each other to engage in meaningful conversation. The only people I could talk to before Nadia came along were Reed Richards or Tony Stark... and we never were what you'd call friends. I have no friends. It wears on me. The Titans are very nice but they're kids. So I appreciate your visits. At least I can talk to you. I appreciate you. It's hard for me to be open yet I can with you." "Nadia as I said has her own issues right now. I don't want to pressure her further... unless I must. Janet..." He struggles for a moment to be impeccable with is choice of words, "Janet is used to running things. She feels she has some authority over me because we were married and then she ended it when I didn't have the guts to. She's giving Nadia elaborate gifts because she doesn't know another way. She was a millionairress at Nadia's age. I'm no better. I gave her a new super power. I should be glad Janet loves her so... that everyone does but, I feel like for every new friend. For every shopping spree or party or adventure, I matter less. Obviously the Red Room felt similarly. They abducted Jan, not me. I know it's petty of me. This is what happens when Hank is left alone. He worries not about losing Nadia's love but time with her, of becoming a f***ing prop in another person's story."
Vivian Vision	Vivian Vision doesn't quite roll her eyes when Hank describes the 30 point rule. "IQ as a metric has largely been discredited Doctor Pym. It's a terrible metric that doesn't really equate to anything of value. As for helping the Titans I can always assist as well if either of you need me to. I can upload a live feed of technical work and you can direct my actions. That way if you aren't feeling okay to travel or wish to spend more time looking after Great Aunt Nadia while she's recovering..." "I prefer to think of the saying 'Friends are the family you choose' and hope that I'll be able to gain understanding of other people if I try. Rather than assume that I'll never complete my primary directive because normal Humans can't process information at even a fraction of the speed I do." "As for Janet being kidnapped I am unsure if that was their intention. She may have simply been a target of oppertunity, after all it only increased the chances of multiple Avengers joining a rescue attempt." She shakes her head. "Please keep in mind it was the legal threats against you which drove Great Aunt Nadia to put herself at risk. The Red Room did not make any attempt against Janet and that is likely because they  believed Nadia would not over-react in the same way." She takes another look around. This time for cleaning supplies. "I should clean that spill up before it stains."
Hank Pym	Hank Pym gets back up. "Thanks for coming. Nothing is certain. This is certain. I'll stay in touch. I want to finish the work on this design... maybe get it built today or tomorrow. Feel free to stay but I'm working now. Don't worry about the coffee spill. The ants will get it."