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maskormenacelogs2016-05-09 10:03 pm
driftsintobuffetline) wrote in maskormenacelogs2016-05-09 10:03 pm
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[closed] the affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more
WHO: Hermann Gottlieb, Newton Geiszler
WHERE: Their lab at Starktech, their apartment in De Chima
WHEN: May 10th
WHAT: Newt has a new toy. He's going to use it.
WARNINGS: NSFWPower suppression. Tattooing. Yelling, feels, maybe sexy-times? I honestly don't know with these two--they can make a mountain out of a molehill and lbr we let them.
It had been three weeks since the pair had stirred up a small discussion in Hermann's post with their failed-anon request for a power suppressor and now, with two such devices in hand, Newt hoped the fuss was worth it. Oh, it would be worth it. Granted, yes, he DID want them for the sake of not being a walking bio-hazard should anything remotely dangerous happen, but the real motivation? Not nearly so altruistic.
Not nearly so altruistic and he planned to never EVER tell anyone else exactly why. (It was no one else's business anyway, right?)
All that fuss for a power suppressor just to get a tattoo? Just to make sure his boyfriend didn't bite his lip too hard or treat him too roughly and end up in the hospital (or worse)?
Hell, even Newt could hold his tongue and not tell their teenage tech supplier that the new bracelet was more about getting jiggy with Hermann than protecting the masses. It didn't matter anyway. It WOULD protect people from Newt's powers should something go wrong, but the most important thing was, it would protect Hermann and Liebling on a day-to-day basis and let Newt get what was probably the most grossly sentimental tattoo of his entire lifetime.
All in all, it was totally worth it, regardless of what other people thought.
Still, despite Hiro's assurances that his power suppressor was more than adequate, Newt wasn't taking chances. He spent the better part of the afternoon running experiments:
A slice across a finger.
Suppressor ON: red blood gushed from his vein. Toxicity level: 0
Suppressor OFF: blue blood mingling with the already expelled red. Toxicity level: back to dangerous. Healing resumed, and the tissue had grown back over the cut in minutes. A quick wash, and he was back to safety.
In the reverse, just to make sure he didn't poison himself
Suppressor OFF: blue blood. He let himself heal, cleaned the blood off, turned back on the suppressor, then took a small dab of the blue blood and put it on the surface of his skin.
Suppressor ON: sample remained toxic and when placed on Newt's skin, the effect was a less potent version of the usual power. So, he was still somewhat immune, but not entirely. Turning back off the suppressor saved him from needing to use an antidote on himself.
...Good to know.
The only downside--and let's be real, it was a pretty huge "con" amid the long list of "pros"--was losing the Drift.
The silence in his mind was almost deafeningly lonely and the strong and aching longing, no longer accented by the Drift's reach for his other half, was entirely Newt's own.
WHERE: Their lab at Starktech, their apartment in De Chima
WHEN: May 10th
WHAT: Newt has a new toy. He's going to use it.
WARNINGS: NSFW
It had been three weeks since the pair had stirred up a small discussion in Hermann's post with their failed-anon request for a power suppressor and now, with two such devices in hand, Newt hoped the fuss was worth it. Oh, it would be worth it. Granted, yes, he DID want them for the sake of not being a walking bio-hazard should anything remotely dangerous happen, but the real motivation? Not nearly so altruistic.
Not nearly so altruistic and he planned to never EVER tell anyone else exactly why. (It was no one else's business anyway, right?)
All that fuss for a power suppressor just to get a tattoo? Just to make sure his boyfriend didn't bite his lip too hard or treat him too roughly and end up in the hospital (or worse)?
Hell, even Newt could hold his tongue and not tell their teenage tech supplier that the new bracelet was more about getting jiggy with Hermann than protecting the masses. It didn't matter anyway. It WOULD protect people from Newt's powers should something go wrong, but the most important thing was, it would protect Hermann and Liebling on a day-to-day basis and let Newt get what was probably the most grossly sentimental tattoo of his entire lifetime.
All in all, it was totally worth it, regardless of what other people thought.
Still, despite Hiro's assurances that his power suppressor was more than adequate, Newt wasn't taking chances. He spent the better part of the afternoon running experiments:
A slice across a finger.
Suppressor ON: red blood gushed from his vein. Toxicity level: 0
Suppressor OFF: blue blood mingling with the already expelled red. Toxicity level: back to dangerous. Healing resumed, and the tissue had grown back over the cut in minutes. A quick wash, and he was back to safety.
In the reverse, just to make sure he didn't poison himself
Suppressor OFF: blue blood. He let himself heal, cleaned the blood off, turned back on the suppressor, then took a small dab of the blue blood and put it on the surface of his skin.
Suppressor ON: sample remained toxic and when placed on Newt's skin, the effect was a less potent version of the usual power. So, he was still somewhat immune, but not entirely. Turning back off the suppressor saved him from needing to use an antidote on himself.
...Good to know.
The only downside--and let's be real, it was a pretty huge "con" amid the long list of "pros"--was losing the Drift.
The silence in his mind was almost deafeningly lonely and the strong and aching longing, no longer accented by the Drift's reach for his other half, was entirely Newt's own.