Voice test

[gamma_rage]

Hello, Mun. I realize you never expected to have me in your head, and I'm not sure why you invited me. The . . . other guy . . . isn't exactly the most welcome of house guests.

Nor am I sure what you're going to do with me. I hope we can work something out. I'd like to meet others of the Avengers, if they're around.

If you'll excuse me, I think one of my experiments needs attending to . . .

Comments

I apologize immediately :x

[ontime]

[A huff from 'the other guy.']

Still weird to look at you.

No apologies needed!

[gamma_rage]

Imagine how I feel.

['Weird' doesn't even begin to cover it. He's spent a good portion of his life trying to suppress this guy, and now here he is in his face.]

[savedmyhome]

You are...

[...being stared at. With something that closely resembles awe.]

By the home— [Crusader cuts himself off, gives a respectful nod instead. Nearly a bow, really.]

I mean... it is an honor to meet you, sir.

[gamma_rage]

Oh?

[Just give him a moment to manage the surprise.]

Well, that's . . . nice. Thank you. Do I know you?

[takingouttrash]

And this is where I will say up front that I won't apologize for interrupting your and Mr. Stark's concentration on whatever you are working on for things like food and other necessary distractions.

[gamma_rage]

Please don't. Apologize, that is. I'm not quite sure how Stark does it, but food on a regular basis does help.

Oh. Ah, no coffee, if you don't mind? I know Stark drinks gallons of the stuff, but I prefer tea.

[This. Is awkward. He's trying to be polite, but the fact is that nobody wants an over-caffienated Hulk rampaging around.]

[savedmyhome]

[A shake of the head.]

No. My... people know of you. As both a man of science and a great warrior.

[And the greatest threat Earth has to offer. Really, the Skrull couldn't have invaded if the Earthers hadn't neutralized their own best weapon first.

On the other hand, Z'reg Crusader? Is pretty much just fanboying.]

[ontime]

Don't really want to.

[Weird's good enough for him. Annoying works too. Bruce is the more curious one here considering he's the one who actually cares about the 'multiple worlds, multiple us' thing.]

[takingouttrash]

So noted. I will alert Jarvis as well. *yes, she can see that.*

I suppose that was more along the lines of warning, rather than apology.

[gamma_rage]

Your people? [See the eyebrow lift.] I take it you're not from around here, then. Not from Earth.

[gamma_rage]

Thank you. And no, no, warnings are fine. I've . . . had my fair share of those.

[And armies, and generals, and people trying to shoot him. But that is in the past, and it will stay there. He's not going to think about it now.]

[takingouttrash]

*oh, come on. Pepper isn't shooting anybody - other than verbally, that is - and if anybody tries to give her a gun, she'll promptly drop it.

And she still doesn't carry that pepper spray she's been known to threaten people with.

Still.*

Any specific... things you'd prefer I try to keep Mr. Stark from... imposing on you? He can be a trifle... ostentatious, in his way."

[savedmyhome]

[Kly'bn's bones. Watch the backpedaling.]

Not from... [An embarrased laugh. Earlier slip or no, he's good at going through the motions.]

Sorry, sir. I just meant... in my country, we hear stories of your American "super heroes". That's part of why I came. To learn of your people's legends for myself.

[gamma_rage]

No, you never did, did you?

[Banner firmly squashes the rage that wants to crop up at this reminder. Being the Hulk is seductive, freeing, a relief in the simplicity of combat and letting out all the bottled frustration. But this isn't the time. One of them has to remain able to do the long-term thinking.]

[pheromones]

What kind of experiments?

[gamma_rage]

Mmmm-hmm.

[Bruce isn't quite sure he believes this, but he lets it go. It's not worth worrying about.]

Well, in that case, I guess I'm flattered. Take my advice, though, don't learn from the . . . my fighting style. Not unless you have really good armor.

[gamma_rage]

I'm sure I can manage, Miss Potts. Right now, I'm still getting used to having access to all the toys I could possibly want. The things I could do with this equipment are . . . innumerable. [He laughs.] Well, I'm sure Mr. Stark will be able to count them. Or at least ask JARVIS to do so.

[savedmyhome]

[A small smile that borders on a grimace. Deceptive skill or no, it comes easier now.]

No fear of that. I'm... certainly not in your league.

[gamma_rage]

[It isn't every day that beautiful women come up to him and ask about science experiments.]

I'm working on a portable, tunable energy tracking device. The search for the Tesseract gave me the idea - if we can trace gamma radiation, then why not other elecromagnetic frequencies?

[He tries adjusting one of the parameters, and winces at the way the waveform on the screen shudders and breaks apart. He resets it quickly.]

Still having a little trouble with background interference . . .

[gamma_rage]

[He chuckles a little.]

I wouldn't wish anyone the drawbacks of being in this league. You look like you know your way around a fight, though. I'd imagine you're pretty good out in the field.

[pheromones]

( frankly science kind of turns gaila on. but then so does economics. and fist fights. )

Hmm, not really my field. I've never seen this kind of equipment before though! ( very sleek, sexier than the stuff she gets to use in the training labs, which is all kinds of fascinating to her because it seems like, as far as her timeline goes, he's striving for some pretty outdated breakthroughs. ) Did you design this?

[gamma_rage]

Me? No. Well, not all of it. Most of it was either designed or bought in by Tony Stark. He has this astonishing fabrication lab - computer-aided manufacture has never been so accurate.

This, though, I put together the old-fashioned way. Circuit boards, screws and chewing gum. [The smile at that point implies that she shouldn't take that last item too seriously.]

[hotrodred]

Ooh, expeeriments. Need a lab partner?

[Omfg halp, he is stuck in his mun's head with Cap, who is an experiment but knows nothing of the doing science part.]

[gamma_rage]

Sure. After all, it's your lab. You're welcome any time.

[He understands all about being stuck in the mun's head. The only other humans in here are a musician and a computer programmer.]

[pheromones]

( gaila has no idea what a macgyver is but she's an expert at body language so she doesn't fumble the reference. )

I'd like to learn that in one of my computers courses. ( can't always depend on a functioning tricorder to be around when you need it, which she can guess this is a bigger, clunkier version of. ) We have similar tech where I'm from. It's just... smaller.