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inquisitivehero ([personal profile] inquisitivehero) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-11-20 01:22 am

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Hank McCoy makes his way to his usual table, just outside the Infirmary, settling on a chair and placing his laptop down first, following it with a large book, and a plate of dinner. How exactly he balances these things prior to setting them down is a mystery perhaps best left unanswered. However that happens and whatever the secret is, it is not what is on his mind today.

Today, Hank is instead thinking of the contrast between consistent practice of traditional medicine and medical procedures versus his own more altered approach of mixing said traditions with advanced and alternate medicines and technologies.

He pulls up a document on his computer in which he has taken some notes and scrolls slowly down the pages there so far, refreshing his memory of the already written notes. When he reaches the end, he thinks for several long moments and then begins to type, food forgotten.

Interruptions are welcome as always.

[identity profile] lt-naraht.livejournal.com 2005-11-20 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
Well, here's one, but it might not be entirely pleasant. Naraht wanders over with his holo-computer.

"Hello, Hank," he says as his hatchmate looks up. "Do you have a moment?"

[identity profile] lt-naraht.livejournal.com 2005-11-20 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
Naraht places his computer on the table and lowers his voder volume. There doesn't appear to be anyone in earshot, but why take chances.

"I've spoken to Lincoln and Jordan. My friends from that Mother-cursed Institute."

[identity profile] lt-naraht.livejournal.com 2005-11-20 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
Naraht quivers as he remembers that conversation. "Well, I found out that the Institute is even more monsterous than we first thought."

He takes a moment to get himself under control before continuing. "They approve of my idea of using my cave-warming party as a cover for an initial planning meeting," Naraht says. "They are also willing to trust us as to who we bring in that they don't already know."

Naraht calls up his tentative guest list on his computer.

Jordan 2-Delta
Lincoln 6-Echo
Barry Allan
Sara Sidle
Hank McCoy
Catherine Willows
Ray Stantz
John Sheppard
Peter Venkman
Eddie Kincade
Richard Sharpe
Amanda Darieux
Mary Anne Bell
Mercutio

"I've not yet spoken to Catherine regarding this, but I've included her for several reasons. First, part of our mission over there will be exposing this place. Input from several forensic experts on what to get and how to find it will be invaluable. Second...well, she is a friend and it would be highly out of character for me to not invite her."

Naraht chuckles. "There are several other people on this list who fit that description as well. But they are also going to be involved in fighting that demon invasion in Andrew's world. I think that I should wait until afterward before I tell them about this mess and see if they want to help. But that is what I have so far. Do you have any suggestions, or should we wait until after we meet before recruiting any more?"

[identity profile] lt-naraht.livejournal.com 2005-11-20 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, if you define 'under control' to mean 'I'm trying to run down every possible factor and winding up with a dozen questions for each one'. Magius would be very good to have a long..."

Naraht freezes mid-sentence. "Elrond? As in Lord Elrond of Rivendell?"

[identity profile] lt-naraht.livejournal.com 2005-11-20 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
"I most definately will," Naraht says. "I fear all I know of Elrond is from my viewing of The Lord Of The Rings but he seems most formidable. Have you spoken with them on the subject of the Institute?"

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[identity profile] red-blossom.livejournal.com 2005-11-20 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
Here's one! If he realizes she's there. Blossom hovers in the air just behind him, looking over his shoulder at the computer screen with a smile. This looked like fun!

[identity profile] red-blossom.livejournal.com 2005-11-20 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
Blossom smiles and floats down to sit next to him staring up at him. He was tall now. "Hi!" She says cheerfully.

[identity profile] red-blossom.livejournal.com 2005-11-20 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
She smiles brightly. "How'd you know? No one else has recognized me!" She tilts her head to the side. Maybe Bubbles told him.

[identity profile] red-blossom.livejournal.com 2005-11-20 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
She nods. "Well that makes sense..." She turns to look forward and holds a hand to her chin and thinks. She then looks back to him with a smile. "You're very observant, Doctor..." She says plainly, still smiling.

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[identity profile] amanda-darieux.livejournal.com 2005-11-20 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Amanda catches site of Hank and makes her way to his table, "Hello Hank. I don't suppose I could take up a bit of your time?"

[identity profile] amanda-darieux.livejournal.com 2005-11-20 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
She takes a seat and gets out her pad and paper. "Well I was wondering if you knew who some of Guppy's friends were?"

[identity profile] amanda-darieux.livejournal.com 2005-11-20 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Thats quite alright. I was just hoping you might." she shrugs

"Oh, from what I understand COngradulations are in order." grinning.

[identity profile] amanda-darieux.livejournal.com 2005-11-20 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Well the ring is a dead give away." she chuckles. "Happy news is most welcome, especially these days."