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not_kirk ([info]not_kirk) wrote in [info]snapthread,
@ 2019-07-17 16:35:00

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Entry tags:john crichton (fs), tony stark (mcu)

Who: John Crichton (FS) and Tony Stark (MCU)
What: Getting started tutorial
Where: Tony's workshop
When: Wednesday afternoon
Rating: Probably low



John wouldn't say he was getting used to this place by any means, but it wasn't as foreign to him as it had been a few days ago. Barring the random large wolf-man attacking everyone (that was weird), things around here seemed...normal. Earth-like. Which was frelling bizarre after how he'd spent the last two years of his life.

Tony Stark, proclaimed leader of this town, had offered to help him out and John wasn't going to look a gifted horse in the mouth. He survived being flung half-way across the universe by adapting and making friends (well, it took a while), and he knew that's what he'd probably have to do here until he figured out a way to get back. If there was a way to get back. So, he hiked up his big-boy trousers and went to get the coffee (still weird being able to order that here), then followed the directions to Tony's workship...which was impressive to say the least.

Crichton let out a low whistle when he got a look inside, staring around at the various mechanics and technologies, two cups of hot coffee in his hand as he examined something on a table. "....what kind of capacitor is that?"



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[info]allaboutego
2019-07-25 06:23 pm UTC (link)
It wasn't a bad question. And it wasn't as if Tony wasn't a bit distrusting himself - he was, and he knew better than to think everyone was good. But in this instance, he'd considered that very question already, more than once.

"I get you," he reassured, because there was no point in sugar coating just to be kind. Tony wasn't really that sort of person. "And yeah- there are a few, myself included. I've got nothing to gain from it, my whole family was down and out." John wasn't putting blame on him but he felt like all the bases ought to be covered. "Otherwise there are -- there's the Doctor. She wouldn't, though. You'll see. It's simply not a possibility. And I think one or two of the Peter's could do it. Except they were really sick too, so that seems counterproductive." He shrugged, fingers tapping against the top of his desk. "I don't think it was anyone here. I think the most likely explanation was something to do with the Doors. You seen them, yet?"

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[info]not_kirk
2019-07-25 06:30 pm UTC (link)
"No, but I've heard of them." An outside virus. Yeah, that was almost worse. "Maybe something that evolved on a place similar to Earth, then? And your DNA was ready to fight it, but anyone with different DNA...wasn't."

It was the simplest explanation, and John knew that meant it was probably the most correct one. He rubbed his chin, staring at the chains of DNA in front of him and then shaking his head.

"How could you create a cure for something like this? Or a vaccine?" One that would be equipped to handle so many different types of...well, people. Species. John glanced at Tony. "Assuming that's what you're trying to do, I mean." There was the thing of a smile. He had a feeling Tony was concerned with keeping everyone healthy, maybe figuring it out. John was looking for a practical solution for a next time. Just in case.

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[info]allaboutego
2019-07-25 08:32 pm UTC (link)
Crichton was clearly a pretty clever and observant man - although Tony supposed that was to be expected of a physicist. "Yeah, that's my closest guess," he admitted. He didn't love it, but it was somehow better than assuming that there was some nefarious intent behind it.

As for how to cure it? Tony shrugged a little. "That's what I'm going for, sure." Why wouldn't it be? "Simulated trial and error. I'm not great on the biology level of things, but given enough time..." Well. He could probably figure something out with enough time. He'd figured out time travel. This shouldn't have been harder. Even if his resources were fewer.

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[info]not_kirk
2019-07-25 09:53 pm UTC (link)
John just nodded, scratching the back of his neck and watching Tony with a half-smile. "It'll come to you. You seem like a smart enough guy. Genius, actually. Kinda jealous." John laughed, standing straight.

"I should let you get back to it but, uh...maybe we can meet up and talk physics sometime?" It would be nice for John to get a chance to do that with another human. Someone who understood half of what he said.

He had a lot of learning to do, and he was glad he'd at least met someone else trying to figure out a solution to whatever this was. Maybe he could eventually contribute himself. But, for now, John just clapped the guy on the shoulder (he wasn't very good about invasions of personal space these days), and headed toward the door.

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