Who: Peter Parker and Open to Steve Rogers Where: Passport offices When: 8/21, updated throughout the day. What: Peter goes to work on trying to figure out why the tracking device mentioned by Tony, doesn't seem to work at the moment for those missing. (Collarverse plot) Rating: Low ... FOR SCIENCE! Status: Ongoing | Open
Day: 8/21 - Time: 1:00am
The desk was a cluttered mess, a chaos only understood by its creator; several passports, some active and functioning, some not active and non-functioning, were laid out on the desk in a functional mess, with wires running between several of them towards the computer in front of Peter Parker, whose hazel eyes scanned the images before him with a relentless pace. The information on the screen was understandable enough, but there was something missing there, he knew it, he just had to figure out what that missing piece was.
With the passports laid out, provided to him by Dr. Banner and a few volunteers, he had to assume he could find differences in the programming that could create some sort of pattern for him to notice, well, anything. Some of the non-functioning ones, or rather, the non-assigned ones, he'd gone in to make sure to switch off the tracking data that Tony had offered as a new found discovery just the night before. It was invaluable, because Peter had to assume something was disrupting the tracking signal, and he needed to see how the passports operated with it, and without it, at different frequencies, so on and so forth. The young genius frowning as he stood up and moved towards the clear, transparent board he was using to put up the formulas he was working on. He also put them into his webware on his wrist, always feeling having it in two locations could only help.
A sip of his coffee, and Peter dropped back into his seat, staring at the board while the sounds of his computer spoke different results to him through simulations of different formulas.
Day: 8/21 - Time: 1:30pm
Twelve hours later and Peter felt like he wasn't any closer to a solution. He'd mapped the programming of all the passports by that time and was now pouring over data like it was a homework assignment that would make or break his career. Clicking his tongue, he stared at a piece of data and seemed to think he might have a break through. Moving towards one of the unassigned passports, he pulled out a soldering iron and began to mess with a tiny part of it, pulling his Spider-Man mask on and turning up the zoom on the lenses a ton so he could watch what he was doing better.
A steady hand and he took a small bit of tweezers and pulled the nanochip over towards a new location, readjusting some of the functionality, and then watched as the thing sparked and immediately started on fire.
"Coconuts!" He hopped out of his seat, and quickly hit a button that caused the webware to release his nanotech and form into a sleeve of his Spider-Man armor, solidifying into a metallic state before his webshooters came online, "Fire suppressent webs, computer. Uh cartridge 4." Firing a bunch of liquid-like webbing onto the fire, he side and discarded the piece into the trash, before slamming a fist into the desk.
Pulling his mask off, he tapped his web-ware so the suit's sleeve vanished again, and he moved back towards his board, staring at it, even tilting his head to the side. Cross eyeing it, as if it were a Magic Eye Poster, "...Right. A rocket ship... that doesn't help." He shook his head and rubbed at his eyes.