This is where I need to buy my own research facility.

[x_maker]

See, if I could get four hours with Stanford's linear particle accelerator, this hypothesis would be so proven and I'd be able to put a little plaque saying "Discovered cold fusion AND fission in the same day".

Of course, I can't replicate it, but hey, you can't always get what you want.

EDIT: Oh my god I am a genius! Mr. Summers! Can I get an hour or so to cash in that favor you owe me for the eye thing?

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[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

For the safety of the northern hemisphere, I vote we never let you near anything with greater nuclear potential than the average washing machine. Which I'm sure you'd up after five minutes and the contents of a small portable television, but at least no one will be able to say we didn't make every effort.

What brought this unsettling desire up, then?

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

In doing some experiments with Tommy's powers, I think I've figured out how he, Paige, and to a lesser extent Mr. Rasputin perform their little acts of physics-breaking.

And I work with potentially destructive things all the time. Have you SEEN Paige before her morning tea?

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

Ah, enlighten us then? I can get a basic grasp of what they do just by looking, but the actual understanding. Dodgy bit about having an intuitive power.

And yes, I've seen Paige in the mornings. It is indeed an awesome sight, in every conceivable sense of the word.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

Oh man, if only you knew --

--yeah, this is a conversation to have elsewhere.

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

If you feel yourself unable to convey the scope and glory that is your lab partner in this forum, that is not my fault. I do conceed, however, that the limits of the medium can only render any explanation insufficient.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

Yes. That.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

I'm bringing out the warning tone, JH...

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

I'm bringing out the dihydrogen monoxide projector, PeeGee.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

STOP TRYING TO GIVE ME CANCER.

We've already figured out it's next to impossible.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

I assure you that the white t-shirts are the only defense.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

That might hold up better in court had this exact situation not already occured.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

And it was awesome.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

That's it, I'm calling in my brothers.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

Cheater! No fair calling in your nineteen siblings as backup!

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Well, I would do it, but you're a teenaged boy and I think that means a defeating of purpose.

If it makes you feel any better, I will not be assisting.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

Is this the part where I attempt to save my skin with offers of after-breakfast tea at that bookstore in town?

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Books?

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

And that tea I can never pronounce correctly and those little cookies.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Tea? Cookies?

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

Grab me after your run in the morning, I'll be in the lab most likely. We'll shower and head out.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

I think this is the only time you'll ever hear me say this, so cherish it.

You'd better be talking about the fact that I tend to only wear a t-shirt and underwear to bed (and then forget I'm not wearing pants), mister...

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

Take it as a certainty that I am talking about whichever answer will not result in having me beaten about the head and shoulders. Although this happens often, to the point I'm beginning to develop an immunity. Instinctive reactive adaptivity and that.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'm experimenting with different techniques. He's suceptible to a hard poke in the side. Makes him go down like a sack of potatoes.

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

I thought we agreed you would not discuss my delicate ribs as long as I did nothing to draw attention to your inexplicably sensitive earlobes.

Oh, wait.

[x-blink.livejournal.com]

so then, explain me.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

One blatant violation of physics at a time, Clarice. Don't worry, your turn under the microscope will come.

[x-blink.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure this should worry me. and yet...I'm almost upset it isn't my turn.

you are a weird little man.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

OH! I know this one!

If you try sometimes [...] you get what you need!

Paige for the win- HEYWAIT! I am a perfectly lovely young lady in the morning, cranky pants, "Grrarghcoffee" man.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

Do not disrespect the morning coffee with Red Bull chaser. Biochemical stimulant perfection there. It makes my super mutant brain powers go all perky.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

My future ulcer just twitched.

[x-polarisstar.livejournal.com]

Your icon just made me hungry...

Just thought I'd mention that.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Am I allowed to eat Chinese?

[x-polarisstar.livejournal.com]

Of course, you just have to accept that now I have to get out my wok and make things and it's all your fault.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

I'll find the chopsticks! And maybe Alison!

(Oh heck, let's be honest, she'll just follow the food.)

[x-polarisstar.livejournal.com]

Alison finding food is one thing that I never ever worry about. Hell, if we ever lost her I think I could just start cooking and she'd show up to steal things within the hour.

[x-polarisstar.livejournal.com]

Oh that's just horrific.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

If by horrific you mean totally awesome.

[x-polarisstar.livejournal.com]

No, I mean terrible and disgusting beyond all reasonable sense and proportion.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

I've seen you make salmon mousse. That's like... fish pudding. Don't you talk to me about terrible beyond proportion.

[x-polarisstar.livejournal.com]

But it's not going to give anyone a HEART ATTACK!

Besides, it's tasty in a puff pastry with a dollop of creme fraiche.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

But if you try sometimes... Aww, man, Paige said it already. Now I have that stuck in my head.

What's a particle accelerator? It sounds cool.

[x-icarus.livejournal.com]

A machine that accelerates particles, I'm guessing.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

And here I thought that was called an expresso machine..

[x-icarus.livejournal.com]

No, that just gets you downtown faster than the local machine.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

augh, Jay! Bad pun! No cookie!

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

Sure, Forge. What have you got in mind?

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

Use the training simulators to mock up a subatomic collision using data I gathered in the lab. They've got the speed and computing power for it - wouldn't even have to leave the control console.

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

Sure. Meet me down at the door to the subbasement.