maskormenacelogs | October catch-all [open prompts forthcoming]

Qubit's picked up a decent amount of medical technology over the years, out of necessity more than anything, but it's not where his expertise lies. That's Angela's field, and it'll be up to her to ensure the Watchtower's medbay is up to snuff. Although, to that end, he has extended an open offer to try and build whatever machinery she needs. They've been fortunate enough not to need it yet, but in this line of work it's just a matter of time.

So, that's one purpose for them meeting today. The other is to take a look at that armor of hers, which somehow they've not had the time to do yet. He's not sure what kind of improvements, if any, he'll be able to come up with, but the fact that she might be willing to let him try is already significant. He's never been all that eager to share or collaborate on his own tech (especially while it's still in development, which it always is), for fear of theft and misappropriation (not paranoia, though, because it's actually happened).

Anyway, though. They're here, so let's get down to business. "Where would you like to start?" he asks her.

Edited 2016-10-14 19:57 (UTC)

Angela had looked over the medbay several times, taking notes on the equipment, writing a list of the things she would need and the specs for them that she could remember. Occasionally she would hum or tap a pen against her bottom lip as she looked over a machine. It wasn't completely dated and actually worked well considering the world they were in. Once she had been satisfied with her list of things she was convinced Qubit could build, she handed it over. It wasn't long, two small machines and a medium sized one.

It was the second reason for them to be meeting that had her excited. They had spoken about possibly looking at upgrades and she had thought of a few practical ones that if they were possible, would be great.

At his question she inhales and closes her eyes, there's almost a soft golden glow as her suit slowly appears, the effect looking as though it were small machines coming out of her and interlocking and building parts of her suit. Once it's done she rolls her shoulders and the mechanical wings spread out and yellow light flares out like large feathers before they fade and the wing frame retracts. The spinal column at the back makes small clicking noises and opens, her legs and arms seem to part so she can step back and then leave the suit there in a solid state.

"It's able to stay out until I bring it back..in? I'm still not sure if it's in me or if it's the nanites creating it every time. I can give you a run down of what I know this suit can do."

(Because I'm terrible at describing things, when the suit comes out, I was kind of thinking it would look like the hand part, but without the crackle.)

Qubit gives the specs she gave him a quick once-over before nodding and pocketing them. They're all amply within his ability, so he'll put those together on his own time.

Now, Angela's armor. He watches with rapt attention as she assembles it - or as it assembles itself, should he say? The process is marvelously complex, microscopic pieces drawing together into a macroscopic system. He's a little surprised it comes off, though. Given how seamlessly it's been integrated into her, you'd think it would be a little more reluctant.

He circles the empty suit, finally getting a good look at all the details. His own power gives him an intuitive "feel" for how it functions, but it's a poor substitute for, say, the design docs, or hearing from the inventor.

"Well, the nanites have nothing to do with our powers," he points out, reaching up as if to fiddle with one of the wings, but then deciding at the last second not to touch it just yet. "The government nanites, anyway. More likely it's intrinsic, one way or another. Anyway, yes, if you would. The original is your own design, isn't it?"

There were parts of the suit that made no sense to her. It wasn't all armour so she didn't know exactly how it remained standing on its own, but if she had to guess then it was probably linked to her power of summoning.

She's learning something new as Angela thought their powers were linked to the nanites. She notices him going to touch and smiles.

"I was part of a team, but the majority of the ideas came from me and I watched over the development."

Angela steps closer to her suit and and runs a hand down its spine.

"This one allows me to strafe quicker and at bigger distances. A few feet if I need to in a fight. It provides self healing to any minor wound like a cut and gives me more defense and a feather fall landing.

The one from back home, the original it had better healing and I could fly towards someone I consider an ally so I could heal them quickly. The blaster on the side also actually worked."

"It doesn't now?" Qubit bends down to the holstered blaster, but sure enough, it's purely decorative. He also hasn't failed to notice that structurally, this thing shouldn't be standing. Interesting. This was raising even more questions than it answered. "Could be they decided to cut features in favor of portability..." (Although who "they" are, of course, is anyone's guess.)

Straightening, he habitually takes a second to fix his lapels. Power-augmented movement, fall protection, wound regeneration... So the blaster and independent flight are the main things missing. But before they delve into that...

"Can you summon it again?" he asks. "While this one's still here?" If she can make more than one, that could clear up the storage vs. re-creation question.

"The blaster and my staff don't work. The staff activates, but it did what my powers do now only a greater distance and without the drain on my own energy."

She frowned and shook her head at his question. It was something she'd tried before when she realised that she could actually summon her suit.

"I haven't been able to and I don't think that I can. I have to touch the suit again and bring it in just to get rid of this version. I suppose it makes sense though."

"All right. That answers that question." And that fit with what they already knew, about damage persisting between summonings. "But where does it go?" he murmured. "If it's storing yourself in your tissue, then there ought to be a discrepancy in your mass before and after. Which could limit our upgrade options…"

(Qubit no, don't talk about a lady's mass.)

Angela doesn't seem to take any kind of offense to Qubit's words, she does raise an eyebrow however and wonders if he actually knew what they could imply.

"I couldn't tell you where it goes and I haven't felt any different when the suit is summoned or not. And I can only think of ridiculous options which I have no way of testing, or even know how to."

October catch-all [open prompts forthcoming]

Watchtower - for Mercy

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