week 10 - tuesday

[refactor]

[ Here's the Scooby Gang (Jack is definitely Scooby), down to the bio lab in the middle of the day. Granted, they're definitely a weird group to be hanging out together, but Jack figures that if someone walks in, it's probably less suspicious as compared to if they had done this in the middle of the night. Probably. It's what he's hoping, if nothing else.

Jack himself heads over to the controls for the CAT scan, giving them a look over with a smile. ]

Man... This shit is so old. Don't think I'll ever get over it.

[ He looks up towards the rest of the group, and he snickers. ]

What, for us either being here willingly or otherwise, you think they would have at least stolen some tech. I mean- They came and stole me, the friggin' CEO of on of the biggest tech manufacturers in the galaxy, and this is the best they can do? Pfft. Amateurs.

[ He leans on the machine, then nods to the CAT scanner itself. ]

Anyways. Who's up first?

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[antagonize]

[He might try to catch her, but. "Whoops" is right. At least he's crouching down to help her up after she's gotten all nice and acquainted with the floor. It's #romantic.]

Fine my ass. Get up and sit down. You've done your part.

[He'll bully her into sitting down if he has to. It's time for her to take a page out of their resident senior citizen's book and chill? Take a breather. She's earned it. Either way, he looks at her results once again after he's made sure she's okay. Or... okay-ish, anyway. It's highly unlikely anyone is Okay in this mess.]

So. Disclaimer time. I have medical knowledge, not a medical license. [Which means he can't pick out anything subtle.] But it looks like all her organs are there. Bones are fine. Brain looks normal. I don't see anything that rings any obvious alarm bells. For now, anyway. We can compare all our results once we're done, and take the prints to the archives. If we're lucky, there should be a document we can use for reference.

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[ Jack may have been deadass asleep, but he is also a very light sleeper. As soon as Liz starts to stir and struggle, Jack is quickly awake, even though the quickness of how he jerks awake is probably comical. It's about a half-step from falling out of his chair, but not quite. Good job, asshole. Though truly hilariously, Jack's concern ends up being much gentler. He doesn't quite kick Jason out of the way when he approaches Elizabeth, but there's a sense that he's probably close to doing just that... ]

Woah, Liz, take it easy— You okay?

[ Jason is already helping her up, so he won't try and steal that away, but his concern is definitely more open. Also he doesn't seem to care as much about the results here, since he doesn't respond to that, but it's more like he can get to that in a second. Again, good job, asshole. ]

[baptizer]

[ It was embarrassing more than harmful, honestly. The thud leaves a slight strain on her wrist and bruise to her knee but - she's getting up with Jason's guidance. ]

I just - okay, I just don't like enclosed spaces. Be happy I lasted as long as I did.

[ Elizabeth is formal - dusting herself off putting a favor at rubbing at her wrist. A look to Jack and then Luke, she's scared to hear the results. ]


There's nothing abnormal? [ Maybe she expected there to be. She didn't know why she had powers, after all, so something had to have been different. ] I suppose it's the little things.

[ Sarcastic, she takes a seat in the nearest chair. ]

Luke, your turn.

[chiseler]

[Again, he's awkwardly out of place as he watches both the way Jason and Jack react to Elizabeth. It's strange to him how they can all be worried about her in different ways and while he's still studying the results with little clarity, nodding to Jason's suggestion, he turns with wide eyes to face her.]

...guess it's the least I can do since we put you through it first. [He's not sure how this'll pan out, but sure. Into the machine he goes.]

[antagonize]

[Jack might have joked about them being a clique, but — let's all be honest. They're more of Elizabeth's posse. It's sad but true. There's no way to deny it.]

Nothing abnormal that I can tell. Like I said, medical knowledge. Not the same thing as a medical license. [Which means that he'll have to pour a couple extra hours in teaching himself how to properly read these things? If there are any helpful texts in the archives, that is. They should probably cross their fingers for that.

But he nods at Luke as he begins to slip into the machine. Once Luke is inside, he'll turn towards... whatever controls the cat scan. Medical science is a helpful eldritch abomination.]

Try not to move. Not unless you want to start from the top again and again.

[And, here we go. Machine on. Is today the day they learn that Luke is as brain dead as he acts?]

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[ Luke looks much like Elizabeth does. Nothing strange or out of place that they can detect. ]

[refactor]

[ Since Elizabeth is okay, Jack at least withdraws, though he does give Jason a look like he's a disapproving, shotgun-toting father... He can't help it, so don't judge him too much. ]

Well, how friggin' hard can it be? It's just pictures. It's just a matter of figuring out what's what, right?

[ Jack shrugs, since it sounds pretty simple to him! But he's also... Jack... So he tends to overestimate his abilities pretty frequently. Regardless, this time he at least doesn't fall asleep, but he probably does spend the whole time telling Jason and Elizabeth either terrible jokes or terrible stories. Maybe both? He has to keep himself entertained here.

Though once Luke is done, Jack will start to undo some of the straps and fittings for his hand. ]

Guess I'll go next, since you're the one that knows how to use this thing, sugartits.

[ And of course, the person he'll pass it off to is Elizabeth, so have fun with that, I guess? Or just set it aside and be like "Jack why are you the way you are" ]