Entry tags:

- network, darcy lewis, hope van dyne, pepper potts, scott lang, tony stark

[various messages]


[to Team Science: Hope, Jane, and Scott]

Got a message from Strange, which is always a bucket of freaky fun. He said there's a growing instability he's noticed on the astral plane (wow, what has my life become?) and if we want a shot at trying to run scans to identify any fluctuations, now's the time.

It's probably going to be like monitoring an active volcano. Look for tremors to see if there's any future activity. Match it against the data from previous scans.

1. Jane: Monitor star fields for any visual differentials and any anomalies, maybe. You've got access to the Stark satellite array and any of the nanorobotic probes I launched in our solar system. If you have any dreams, can you just give us a head's up? Don't need specifics, if you're not comf with that.



2. Hope & Scott: See if there's anything tweaked on the quantum level? We've got that thing we've been working on close to being operational. You've got stuff on a molecular level so, there's got to be something we can make an early warning system off of. I hope.



3. Lang: There's some nanorobotic electronics schematics I'm sending to you to look over and make suggestions for, when you've got time. That's probably right up your alley because 1. Electronics and 2. Tiny



4. Me: I'll be getting the satellites adjusted and programming written to compile the latest data you're all submitting. See what it churns out.

We might not get any viable data but hey? Worth a shot while we work on other projects or you know, sleep. Someday. Whenever that happens.

There's a party! Ain't no party like an Asgard party. We can leave the scans running with automated warnings. I'm going to be living it up while the living's good.


[to Darcy]

Yeah, your tip wasn't b.s. I'm stopping in to do that vaguely adultish thing and talk to you. So expect it. Today. Ish.



[to Pepper]

I made you breakfast and I didn't burn down all of the kitchen.
Love you! I promise to dress pretty for the party. And keep the trolling down to a minimum. Ish. Maybe.