WHAT: Negotiations and Breakfast Food
WHEN: April 1st; Morning [backdated]
WHERE: Stephanie's apartment
RATING: PG
STATUS: Log; COMPLETE
( Kids having a good time were not quite as threatening as Loki up to his old tricks. )
barton in thedoorway
So shooting down the rest of the plexiglass and calling it a "training exercise."
Good idea/Bad idea?
You holding up okay?
You know what happened yesterday wasn't your fault.
Interested in dusting off your spy training and impressing some science geeks with that big brain of yours?
Okay, so Bruce and I had a little brainstorming session last night. Everyone can breathe a sigh of relief that you didn't get subjected to hours of science talk. Except you, Bruce. High five, man.
We have results from all these samples, right? Yeah, they're all different. That's not helpful. But what is helpful is that all these mutagen exposures are having the same sorta result. The same parts of the DNA strand are getting warped -- just in different ways, on different levels. Upshot is that it's probably not some street drug. Someone's actively working at this. The rate of decay is looking to be longer each time -- it's getting refined. Anyway. ANYWAY. Conspiracy theory's got some solid proof. Because someone's got money. Someone's got resources.
Someone had a Dr. Curt Connors on the payroll until he turned himself into a giant lizard and terrorized the city not that long ago.
Oscorp still has a shiny slate and a trusted name, but... well, I explained to Bruce about the guy running the show. I can't prove anything about him at this point, but as far as number one suspects? Yeah. Osborn. Mindy, Shep, you two good on his story? One of us can run through it if you need.
But, yeah. Oscorp/Osborn. Which helps. Aaaand doesn't. Because squeaky-clean Oscorp isn't going to turn open its doors and welcome us in to look around behind the locked ones. Who even knows if this stuff is coming out of their facility. Everything up to now's been so shady. I'm pretty sure someone would report them if, y'know, a slobbering guy with claws ran out the backdoor and assaulted passersby.
But that's where we are. Stop writing, Peter, omg you write too much -- YEAH, I KNOW. Be glad I didn't do this in text messages.
labrat in thedoorway
rumiko in thedoorway
» So. Fancy dresses.
» NYPF gala is coming up,
» In two days,
» Oops.
» Apparently I am being encouraged to go.
» My girlfriend's not really the type
» (Not that I really am either.)
» But want to wow them?
Why don't you have any ocean scents? I'm judging.
Okay, only a little.
» Anyone want to head down to Philly next Tuesday?TEXT TO MR. GOLD:
»Can I work opening next Tuesday and closing the next day?
» Brother
» Who is Lindir
» He is odd
» Thank you
I meant what I said about your poem; please do consider this, Walter.
You are thinking so hard, Smith, I can almost hear you four floors down. A walk?
» Hey, so.
» Where are you right now?
luxan in thedoorway