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science is fun [closed]
Characters: Tony Stark, Gene Khan, Raine Sage
Date: Early September
Location: The labs in Stark Industries
Situation:"Hi, I'm Tony Stark, and welcome to Jackass." Hey you know those crazy-ass rings of insane phenomenal power? We should test them. For science.
Warnings/Rating: Idiot teenagers attemptingMythbusters science with technology beyond either of their ken. Watch what happens. someone's prolly gon git hurt and it's prolly gon be gene
So, things are weird.
Not much weirder than usual, granted, but weird all the same.
The weirdest thing, though, is that Tony has agreed to work with Gene. Doing science. Ring science. The last one's still locked up in Tony's possession, of course, and a good thing, too. But they both decided that they ought to test the effects of using only one at a time...just in case.
There's a whole section of the lab they have to themselves, which is great, because Gene is going to need a lot of room and a lot of test dummies to test out all the rings' powers.
Date: Early September
Location: The labs in Stark Industries
Situation:
Warnings/Rating: Idiot teenagers attempting
So, things are weird.
Not much weirder than usual, granted, but weird all the same.
The weirdest thing, though, is that Tony has agreed to work with Gene. Doing science. Ring science. The last one's still locked up in Tony's possession, of course, and a good thing, too. But they both decided that they ought to test the effects of using only one at a time...just in case.
There's a whole section of the lab they have to themselves, which is great, because Gene is going to need a lot of room and a lot of test dummies to test out all the rings' powers.
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Nothing, nothing, tra la la!Tony curiously inspects the little orange... gummy blob? It looks sort of like candy.]
Yeah, you probably want Gene to look at it first. Any tests I'd run would be destructive, and if I can't figure out what's in it I don't want to have wasted your last one.
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All right. [Raine takes a step back from Gene, regards him thoughtfully.] In that case, I won't tell you anything else about it yet. ...How does your ring work?
[Tony's tests will be a secondary option. There's always the chance she could get lucky at landfall, too, but that's not something she'd like to count on happening any time in the near future.]
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[He puts the gummy down on the lab bench, looks at it, and queries the ring, ignoring his headache. What is it? How can we make more?
There's nothing for a moment. And then...too much.
Chemical compounds. Theory of mana. Gel recipes. Without the other rings to act as limiters, there's simply too much information for him to process in one burst, and it just keeps coming. He can't retain it; it's like trying to drink from a firehose, trying to fit the entirety of the ocean into an eyedropper.
There's too much. There's too much.
His brain pops the mental circuit breaker to protect against the onslaught of information, and he loses consciousness, collapsing and convulsing as the excess neural energy works itself out. He's shaking, his eyes are rolled back in his head, and the ring on his finger is flashing crimson as it tries to feed more and more information into his already overloaded body.]
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Gene! No, no, no, Gene, stop it, please, please wake up, Gene— [He grabs Gene's shoulders, trying to hold him still and keep him from hurting himself, and Gene's still seizing, his eyes rolled up, unresponsive.
Tony is terrified. He's never seen anything like this, and he doesn't know how to stop it; he's terrified it won't stop, he's terrified of losing Gene, and he's terrified by the realization of how much he doesn't want to lose Gene.
Finally, through his panic, Tony notices the flickering ring. He immediately yanks it off, hoping desperately that it will stop whatever's happening.] Raine, help me!
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[Light is spinning below her feet almost before Tony's said anything, white angular shapes in a steady circle.] Hold on. Resurrection.
[Insubstantial, prismatic wings fold over Gene briefly, and Raine drops to her knees beside the boys almost immediately thereafter, swinging her staff out of the way with the ease of practice. If there was something gone wrong in his mana, that should have cleared it, though with the varied reactions she's gotten to that spell she's not going to hold her breath. She reaches to check Gene's pulse, and there's already another circle beneath her even as she does.] Take a deep breath. Do you have any idea what could have gone wrong with the ring?
[Almost as an afterthought, she adds a quiet Heal, in case Gene injured himself falling.]
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Raine's spell finishes the job, resetting his mental state, discarding the extraneous information, and he stops seizing and goes limp. After a few seconds, he opens his eyes.
That hadn't gone how he'd expected it to go. Not at all. He can't even remember any of the information that had overloaded his brain, but he could tell it had been nothing like his last brush with omniscience; rather than the intricate clockwork of the universe laid out before him, this had just been a jumble of everything.
His head's still pounding fiercely, but that's beginning to subside.] I don't...I don't know what happened, [he says weakly.]
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Gene goes limp as the... spell? drapes over him, and for just a second Tony's terror ramps up to a whole new level. But then Gene opens his eyes, and Tony lets out a breath he hadn't even realized he'd been holding.]
Gene, are you okay? What— [he has to stop himself from asking "what happened?" because that would be an incredibly stupid question right now, since "I don't know what happened" was literally the first thing Gene said upon reviving. Instead, he goes with:] Has anything like that ever happened before?
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[She doesn't want to overload him, even if there are a lot of questions to be asked here. She sits back on her heels, watching Gene for any sign of continued problems.]
Do you remember anything?
[Tony hit basically everything else she would have asked.]
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[Testing the limits of mysterious, unstable alien technology, using it outside its normal parameters without any knowledge of how it functioned? Yeah, that was a great idea. He never could have foreseen that going horribly wrong! I'm such an idiot, he silently despairs.]
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[Raine eyes Gene for a moment. He... really doesn't look well.] I'd like to keep an eye on you for a little while, Gene, in case of lasting ill effects. How do you feel?
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[He feels like hot garbage, is how he feels, but he's not about to admit that in front of Stark, who is...holding...his hand...???] I'm fine.
[Yes, because nausea seafoam is such a lovely shade on the Mandarin.]
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Maybe you should lie down? I mean, like, not on the floor. I have a couch.
[Yes, there's a couch in the lab. A very comfortable one. Which he sometimes sleeps on instead of going home. DON'T JUDGE HIM.]
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[If they're cautious there's no reason not to try again, probably. It's absolutely up to Gene, though, since it's his brain.]
[have they even noticed they're holding hands.]
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I'll be fine, [he says to Tony. He's been humiliated enough for the day, lying down like a sick child would be just the last straw.]
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Sorry, Tony, already too late for that.Anyway, then Gene starts talking, and Tony, too, decides to resolutely ignore it for the moment. ]
You look like you're gonna hurl, [Tony says skeptically. He's pretty sure Gene is not "fine." He glances to Raine for backup: surely the healer isn't going to let Gene walk all the way home to the Fire Sector five minutes after he'd had some kind of major seizure.]
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There's no harm in taking some time to recollect yourself while not lying on the floor.
That is, unless you're well enough to get up right now? [She's pretty sure he actually isn't, but if he's intent on trying to prove it, she's fine with watching him run into his own limitations before healing him.]
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Gene stands, letting go of Tony's hand in the process (see, he didn't even notice, nobody noticed, nobody noticed anything because there was nothing to notice so there), and, despite a little wobbling, he manages to make it to his feet.] See? [he says, straightening up.] I'm f--
[And as he stands up properly, the head rush blacks out his vision, and the next thing he knows he's back on the floor.] ...fine.
[It's unclear if he's finishing his sentence or admitting defeat. Maybe it's both.]
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Tony just barely manages to break his fall enough that he doesn't smack his head on the floor. The last thing Gene needs right now is a concussion, on top of whatever the ring did to him.]
Yeah totally fine, [Tony says when Gene comes around again. He narrows his eyes at Gene in a very obvious 'you are such an idiot' glare.] Now do you want to lie down on the couch?
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Experimentation can wait. Gene, Tony's right, you should rest.
[She stands up, offers a hand down to Gene. The couch is still across the room, after all, and he doesn't look steady enough to make it there by himself. The other option is probably being carried by Tony, so it's a matter of what his pride prefers.]
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You should drink something, [Tony says decisively, once Gene has been safely delivered to the couch.] I'll go get you some water. [And he starts hunting the workbenches for a cup to fill up at the sink.]
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I'll stay a little while. Just in case.
[Science is probably over for today. Raine watches Tony for a moment, then shifts her attention back to Gene, wondering about the dynamic between the two.]
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He settles back on the couch, closing his eyes. Yeah. Still dizzy. And still too stubborn and practiced at hiding his pain (or pretending he doesn't feel it) to actively let on that he's suffering.]
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I... guess I'll...? Be doing some work...? Over there? [He starts drifting over to one of his worktables.] ...Tell me if you, uh, need anything?
[dear god Raine please save him]
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