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17 December 2010 @ 12:37 am
"Don't speak if you can help it."  
WHO: Beast and Darkdevil, with a possible appearance by The Scarlet Spider
WHERE: Reilly and Ben's apartment in the MAC
WHEN: Thursday, just before midnight
WARNINGS: HONESTY! :o
SUMMARY: Reilly's got an honesty bug, and Hank is intent on solving the problem.
FORMAT: Para to start, quick from there? (i'm not picky)

Hank gathered the small amount of supplies he'd managed to acquire since being imPorted into a bag and ran out the door. He didn't care how ugly the sweater he had on was, this could be urgent.

Bursting into the stairwell, he reveled in the chance to leap past each flight, between the rails, until he arrived at the right floor. Bounding to the door, he gave it a sturdy knock before saying "Did someone order a doctor?"
 
 
 
Darkdevil/Reilly Tyne: [Reilly] mirror mirror.bedeviledspider on December 17th, 2010 06:02 am (UTC)
[ Slowly, the door opened. Revealing a young man with pale, tattooed skin, and faintly glowing yellow eyes. Who didn't seem all that fazed by a big furry blue man. Haggard, yes, but not bothered. ]

That would be me. Your resident demon. Slash human-clone hybrid.

-- do you think you can wire my jaw shut? I'd appreciate it.

Edited at 2010-12-17 06:02 am (UTC)
Dr. Henry Phillip McCoy: It's really quite simple.bluepurrymuffin on December 17th, 2010 06:13 am (UTC)
[He raises an eyebrow.] I suppose you weren't joking after all. [He shrugs as he enters the room.] Well, not as if it's the first time.

We could rig up a gag, if you'd like? [/he digs through his bag, a bit frustrated.] I'm afraid I've been left short on all but the most basic supplies since coming here.

[Placing a box from the bag, he snaps on a pair of latex gloves.] We'll have to do this rather low-tech.

[btw, where will the bug be when he finds it?]
Darkdevil/Reilly Tyne: [DD]  the truthbedeviledspider on December 17th, 2010 06:47 am (UTC)
[ He slouches into a chair, watching Dr. McCoy prepare. ] At this rate? I'd probably remove it myself and start blabbing again, anyway... might as well forget the gag.

Low tech is fine. After all, this is pretty spur of the moment.

[[his back, please? ]]
Dr. Henry Phillip McCoy: Let's consider this.bluepurrymuffin on December 17th, 2010 07:04 am (UTC)
[Settling a stethoscope around his neck, he takes out a small light and a tongue depressor.]

May as well make sure everything else is alright and this can't be attributed to anything else.

Say "ahh". [After examining Reilly's throat and finding nothing attached to his larynx that may cause the compulsion (lol), he moves on to his eyes, and for now i'm pretty much faking my way through a standard medical examination because idk.]

Have you experienced any other symptoms?

[Is it cool if the bug hops to Hank upon discovery? well, in the confusion when the roaches swarm, really]
Darkdevil/Reilly Tyne: [R] tingle.bedeviledspider on December 18th, 2010 01:45 am (UTC)
If I were experiencing any other problems, you wouldn't have to ask. [ Wearily. ] Degeneration isn't exactly subtle, but it's never "blessed" with me a motor mouth, either...

[ Pause. Then, sounding like the scared teen he actually is, for once. ] Why? You didn't find something, did you--?

((no prob whatsoever))
Dr. Henry Phillip McCoy: But there's more to it than that!bluepurrymuffin on December 18th, 2010 02:07 am (UTC)
No, no, not at all! I just needed to know in case it might help me know where to look. So far you're in perfect shape, for a demon...slash human-clone hybrid... [He ponders for a second as he continues the examination.] Surprising how I actually have experience treating each individually, though this may be the first time I've dealt with all three at the same time!

You mentioned degeneration, what di-- [Not wanting to compromise Reilly's secrets, he rewords the question in a way that can be honestly answered without divulging too much.] ...Do I, medically, need to know what you mean by that?

Beyond that, everything seems in order. I'll have to check for foreign bodies on the skin, so if you'll remove your shirt please?

Edited at 2010-12-18 02:12 am (UTC)
Darkdevil/Reilly Tyne: [DD] meditation.bedeviledspider on December 18th, 2010 03:03 am (UTC)
[ With a chuckle as he begins to take his shirt off, revealing the last of his markings, black symbols trailing his arms and the top of his chest. They could easily be mistaken for intricate inked designs. ]

Gee. Glad I could provide you with such an interesting specimen.

[ Pausing, for a moment, to make sure the shirt doesn't get caught on his horns. ] And no, it's not... medically relevant. Not now, anyway.

[ What is relevant, however, is the small bug resting on his spine. ]
Dr. Henry Phillip McCoy: It's really quite simple.
[1/3]
bluepurrymuffin on December 18th, 2010 03:37 am (UTC)
I apologize, I tend to let my enthusiasm get the better of me sometimes. The marks are normal, I take it? [He regards them curiously for a moment before deciding they were beyond his limited magical understanding.]

[He checks over the surface of Reilly's skin carefully, paying particular attention to the armpits, before finally moving on to the back...]


Edited at 2010-12-18 03:38 am (UTC)
Dr. Henry Phillip McCoy: Would you look at that...
[2/3]
bluepurrymuffin on December 18th, 2010 03:40 am (UTC)
[He saw it immediately, but wasn't quite sure what it was. He grabbed a pair of tweezers from his bag and carefully removed it.]

Why, hello there! Could this be your culprit? It almost looks mech--
Dr. Henry Phillip McCoy: Whoops! Must be careful here.
[3/3]
bluepurrymuffin on December 18th, 2010 03:43 am (UTC)
[Before he could finish the thought, he was suddenly swarmed with cockroaches, trying their best to reach his hand! He dropped the tweezers in the confusion, but manage to grab them with his toes, only to find the bug gone. The roaches quickly scattered.]

Oh my stars and garters! What was that?

[A scuttling could be heard in the hall, though heavy, almost like a metal clanging...]
Darkdevil/Reilly Tyne: [R] sensing dangerbedeviledspider on December 18th, 2010 04:05 am (UTC)
Wha--

[ Reilly's eyes darted around the room, trying to see if he could pick up anything with his senses. Unfortunately, he didn't get anything specific except "bugs bad". ] Okay, first of all, gross. Second... there's not a Cockroach Man in this City or something, is there? Why the sudden swarm?
Dr. Henry Phillip McCoy: Might I just add...bluepurrymuffin on December 18th, 2010 04:44 am (UTC)
[As Reilly was talking, Hank was looking forlornly at the empty pair of tweezers. Once he was done, he suddenly snapped into an inexplicable stream of tl;dr.]

I have heard of a villain named Swarm before, a psychically controlled hive of insects, with no real corporal form beyond them. Though he was in possession of a psyche, an evil psyche, even. While spotted once or twice in Los Angeles, he was most frequently a foe of Spider-Man. I haven't heard whether he'd been imPorted, but there are many people who have that I haven't yet encountered. Can you believe it was only the other day I met Pietro? Though I suppose I knew he was here, after all Angelica told me she was marrying him, and Wanda mentioned him as well. I really do worry about her, that she's headed for a breakdown, but I don't know what to do about it and I'm afraid she's pushing me away.

[Realizing he'd gradually cast his gaze downward, Hank snapped back up.]

But he was a swarm of bees. ...Nazi bees.

Edited at 2010-12-18 04:45 am (UTC)
Darkdevil/Reilly Tyne: [R] tingle.bedeviledspider on December 18th, 2010 05:06 am (UTC)
[ Frowning, slowly letting that one sink in. ] Nazi... bees. Okay.

[ Rubbing at his head, nonchalantly, not quite yet aware that the faint tingling sensation caused by the bug is gone. ] Sorry your friend's, um-- that can be hard. I knew this guy back home, always seemed a step away from turning into a killer aga-- wait. [ He opens his mouth, and for the first time in a while, closes it of his own will. ]

Are you okay, Doctor McCoy?
Dr. Henry Phillip McCoy: I find myself brimming with thoughts.bluepurrymuffin on December 18th, 2010 05:18 am (UTC)
The fact that Scott Summers doesn't exist in this reality makes me really more than okay, but I appreciate you asking!

[He furrows his brow.]

I'm really not sure exactly why I just told you that.
[He strokes his chin and mutters to himself:] ...No, the sky is most definitely not green. It's more purplish right now, though even that is the result of a refracti--


Do me a favor, please, would you tell me a lie?
Darkdevil/Reilly Tyne: [R] now with lawyering action!bedeviledspider on December 18th, 2010 05:50 am (UTC)
A lie? [ Looks up, absentmindedly stroking his own chin. ]

Something I'd be compelled to lie about in the first place, perhaps, to make sure... all right, I've got it.

[ With no hesitation. ] I can't climb walls. [ With a slowly emerging smirk as it dawns on him. ] But I can lie.
Dr. Henry Phillip McCoy: Just wait till I unleash my master plan!bluepurrymuffin on December 18th, 2010 06:17 am (UTC)
Then it's safe to assume that the mechanical insect that I removed was the cause of the whole affair! It is also safe to assume that it has transferred itself to me, and that the cure for the Legacy Virus involved [INCOHERENT SCIENCE TALK]

...Hmm, yes. [He takes a pad from his bag and starts scrawling notes on it.] Now that you seem to be free of the affliction, I believe it's time for me to take my leave. [He tears off the sheet and hands it to Reilly, it has Hank's name phone number written on it, as well as a number of half-finished formulas that have been scratched out.] Should the symptoms recur, do give me a call!

[He removes his gloves and begins packing his bag once again.] Though I don't recall if I ever caught your name--

[He's interrupted by the scuttling they've been ignoring finally reaching the door, which gives a loud BANG! upon the impact. (is the door metal probably?)]

Now what in heaven's name was that?
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[Right as the front door is being banged on, Ben is silently opening the window and sneaking in as silently as a spider can. He reaches a hand up to remove his mask, when a dull buzz goes through his head, warning him of an unknown presence that might see him unmask. He doesn't have much time to focus on that, though, as his spider senses start going haywire at the banging on the door. That's Ben's cue to make his dramatic appearance, his makeshift sweats and ski-mask costume all torn up from a night fighting the larger Insecticons.]

We might want to prepare ourselves for a fight.
Darkdevil/Reilly Tyne: [DD] spider sense tingling! no really
it's fine with me!
bedeviledspider on December 19th, 2010 01:41 am (UTC)
[ In the back of his mind, Reilly is still trying to decipher all the talk of SCIENCE! when he hears the banging -- when will people remember he's a lawyer, not a scientist? But soon he's all business again, stepping in front of Doctor McCoy, senses blaring at whatever it is behind the door. ]

Whatever it is, I don't think it's anything good, Doctor. I've got a bad feeling we may have to prepare ourselves for a f--

[ He stops, staring at Ben for a moment, then just shakes his head at their masked visitor. ] Excellent timing.

[ There are a few more bangs!, then suddenly, the door bursts open and the swarm comes in. ]
Dr. Henry Phillip McCoy: And then I POUNCE!
Fine with also me!
bluepurrymuffin on December 19th, 2010 03:59 am (UTC)
[Leaping feet-first into the swarm, Hank starts pounding and throwing as many of the battle-bugs as he can get his hands on.]

I have to tell you, Mr. Spider-Fellow, I find your sudden appearance entirely too convenient! I hadn't heard the Webhead had started a franchise!
I also feel I'm being terribly rude by saying so, but I do hope you'll forgive me, given the circumstances.

[He tries to stop to get a closer look at an individual bug, but as soon as he stops the others begin to swarm! He hops to the ceiling to break free, but the only thing to support him there is the light fixture, and it creaks under the weight, so he swings to the other side of the room.]

Might one of you merely disable one of these nasties so I can properly analyze it? Mr. Spider-Fellow, do you shoot webs?

Edited at 2010-12-19 03:59 am (UTC)
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Under normal circumstances, I do shoot webs, but my unexpected trip here left me without those accoutrements. We'll have to settle for the rest of the Spider-Power playbook.

[Ben can't help but sigh at that admission. Fighting crime's been tricky since he got here, without that tool. Unlike Hank, Ben can and does stick to the ceiling, taking advantage of his increased space to move to hop back and forth between ceiling and floor to throw off the robots. The punches and kicks he throws aren't those of a karate master, but they do a pretty good job smashing the insects. He also seemed to have a second sense about when one was about to attack him.]