My brain hurts.
Almost 48 hours.
I have no idea how you LAN-party geeks can stand the taste of Red Bull, but I have to admit, chase it down with some Excedrin and you can keep sharp all through the night. I think I recall eating ... something on Monday.
Reactive frequency white noise generators were the easy part, once Doctor MacTaggart brought down the vibranium paneling. Stuff's a bitch to work without a plasma torch, though. So, of course, they brought me a plasma torch. I love this place.
Fiber-optic sutures, now THOSE were a stroke of genius. I can't believe no one thought of that before. Wait, yes I can. Because I'm the most brilliant mind on the planet, baby!
I helped save someone's life over the past two days, they tell me. And I'm not sure if that's more of a rush than all the caffeine. And, I mean, it was easy. No one gave me any shit about needing materials or space to work or soda or anything.
Now if I could only remember how the hell I got back up to my room. And where the hell my pants went.
I made something that saved someone's life. This is so cool.
I have no idea how you LAN-party geeks can stand the taste of Red Bull, but I have to admit, chase it down with some Excedrin and you can keep sharp all through the night. I think I recall eating ... something on Monday.
Reactive frequency white noise generators were the easy part, once Doctor MacTaggart brought down the vibranium paneling. Stuff's a bitch to work without a plasma torch, though. So, of course, they brought me a plasma torch. I love this place.
Fiber-optic sutures, now THOSE were a stroke of genius. I can't believe no one thought of that before. Wait, yes I can. Because I'm the most brilliant mind on the planet, baby!
I helped save someone's life over the past two days, they tell me. And I'm not sure if that's more of a rush than all the caffeine. And, I mean, it was easy. No one gave me any shit about needing materials or space to work or soda or anything.
Now if I could only remember how the hell I got back up to my room. And where the hell my pants went.
I made something that saved someone's life. This is so cool.
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Want a snack? Oatmeal, venison, some of the approaching-infinite variety Lorna's been producing? I've been chased out of the medlab again on the grounds of minimizing the exhausted people to the absolutely necessary and most experienced.
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Venison's deer, right? I think I had some when I was a kid. With all the carbs I've scarfed down over the last couple days, I think I could use some protein. And some Advil. Good god, my brain feels like God on a seventh-day amphetamine bender...
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Protein and painkillers on the way. Also orange juice, because unless you've any problems with citrus, it seems like a good idea.
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That just sounds scary.
I'm glad you were here.
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Either way: you get a blank check, for this. Anything I can do for you, you just ask.
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But since that seems to be as likely as finding a decent radio station up here, I'll probably settle for some assistance in the kitchen. Once I find my pants.
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Kitchen assistance it will be, then.
We weren't exaggerating
Oh, you might be interested to know, Hank's back. Dr Henry McCoy, in other words. He's very impressed with your work - he'll probably hunt you down in the morning to babble at you accordingly.
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And isn't the plasma torch fun? Now that Dr. McCoy's back the interesting physics lab ought to be properly open again and you can probably get permission to play with all the toys!
Thank you, for Alison and for everything.
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Now, if you were to ask me WHY this lady was bleeding lasers - there I'm at a loss. Biology, even mutant biology, is way beyond my scope.
Totally cool
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One. I think your pants are draped over the screen for my computer. Dunno, since I was asleep when you got in.
Two. Water bottles in the minifridge. Lots of 'em.
Three. You are awesome. Seriously.
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No, they're not, I just like making everyone double take. No sleep humor.
Good work, you. I seem to be on day slightly into night duty -- I'm the red shiny one by the way, did we go over that part? -- so I can't stay long, but good work and hurrah and Coke for breakfast still sucks. A lot. My teeth are rotting out; I can feel it with my tongue. I might be stealing your Red Bull while you sleep. Evil cackle etc.
Now. I am off to face my arch nemesis... The Med Lab Flooring. We'll see who's tripping who today, oh ho.
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I imagine you'll be getting congratulations and 'blank check' offers from everyone who cares about Alison at some point, so consider me adding myself to the list. Anything I can do for you, just name it.
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go shower. PLEASE. I did!
and now you know why we do it :)