Ten Cent Tour

Summary:
September 25 2014: Bobby gives Ororo and Betsy a tour of his work.

Da Costa Cryonics Lab

A large high tech lab in the Da Costa building


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The Cryonics Lab in the DaCosta building is, indeed, a funded and legal subsidiary of DaCosta Industries and ultimately answers to Roberto. Bobby runs it though so most day to day decisions are handled by him and one of the decisions he's made is that there's a standing invitation for any X-Men or their friends and allies to stop by and see what new and hip in the lab. There are plenty of tech types that love to geek out/can be pretty helpful and even non-techies can find the dollar tour interesting.

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Storm is not one of the tech minded folks. She barely knows how to use a smart phone. However, an invitation was sent out and it would really be poor manners to ignore an invitation, whether it's something that interests her or not. She had left a message at the Cryonics Laboratory, asking for a day and time that would be best to come by and now, here she is. She looks about the area she has been asked to wait for Bobby at, taking in all the details. True, she doesn't understand half of what she sees, but if she ever needs to recall any of the information she gleans from today, she needs to absorb as much as possible.

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The Ice Nerd himself comes out, in a lab coat but dressed casually in jeans and a button up other than that. "Hey Miss Munroe. Come on in. Nice of you to come on down." He hadn't figured Storm would be one of the visitors. The woman's incredibly intelligent but this kind of science isn't really her baliwick. Still, he's more than happy to have her over. He's used to talking in layman's terms.

"Here, take one of the coats." He says offering her one from a stand full of them. They're a bit more well insulated than normal. "It's a bit cold in there, as you might expect."

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Ororo offers her hand out to Bobby as he approaches. "Good afternoon, Mr. Drake. Thank you for the invitation. It is not often one gets to learn about this sort of thing. I trust that it will be a very enlightening experience for me."

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Bobby lets out an amused snort. "Bobby's fine, Miss Munroe. If you don't mind waiting just a minute or two, I was told it's possible that Rogue or Psylocke might show up too. If they don't come soon I'll just have the staff send them on to meet us while we do the walking tour." It doesn't look it, but the labs are fairly extensive and, since money is less an object than it might otherwise be, they're working on some fairly cutting edge stuff.

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There are shadows everywhere. Casting off of a table, a beaker.. a light against the wall..

Elizabeth emerges from one of them, suited casual style, heels, jeans, cashmere style duster that flows to the back of her legs. Hair done up in a ponytail, no use for an ID badge because she's among friends.

"No need. I'm here." She mutters out, taking a few steps forward, her hands sinking into her pockets to make it seem as if she were flashing a jarbot.

The area was surveyed, and admired. Pretty hinky stuff laying about. Bobby has done well for himself indeed.

Amused by the sudden appearance of Betsy, Ororo gives the other woman a soft, subtle smile. "It is nice to know that I will not be the only one on this tour. I now see why this date was picked. Are we waiting for anyone else?"

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Bobby shrugs. "Rogue, but the staff can send her on if she shows up. It was only a 'maybe' for her. Why don't you put on a coat, Betsy, and we'll get going." It is in fact a bit cold in the labs. Bobby swipes an access card and holds the door open. "If you guys have any questions just ask. I never mind answering."

The first room is fairly large. There's a pair of high power generators at each end, some conventional cabling and then some ground lines that seem to be refrigerated and full of something a bit more exotic.

"So the work I originally came over to do involves superconductors. Any time you send electricity through wires, you lose some to resistance. It just turns into heat and radiates out into the environment. Superconductors have a lot less resistance, so they make your power grid a lot more efficient. They've got a lot of civilian and military applications. Unfortunately most of them need to be kept really cold. Most research into them has been focused on finding one that doesn't. What we're doing here is simply trying to find a good way to keep them cold." Beat. "That doesn't involve me having to be around all the time."

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Betsy doesn't have to force a smile once she sees Ororo. It was wide enough that it would melt the coldest of heart into googily mush. "Oro.." Nose wrinkles and a finger-wiggle wave is given, and then she gives Bobby a shake of her head. "I'm fine. That's what I wore my sweater for." She shimmies.. yes.. she shimmies a little, wiggling her shoulders to show off. And then? They were off.

Betsy has no clue what the heck she was looking at. She could easily gleam the information from Bobby's mind, to cheat.. but she was proud. Really proud. Like a little brother that you could go bragging to your friends about, that's how she felt.

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Ororo risks a small smile for Betsy before she lets it fade to her usual staid appearance. She knows that Betsy understands her subtle ways and won't be offended. "It is lovely to see you again, Betsy," she says before they are led off for the tour.

Oh! The application of cold or heat is actually something that Ororo knows about. She seems pleased, if that slight turn to her lips is any indication, as she looks on at the generators and cables with calm interest.

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"One of the things we're working on is… eh, kind of far out, but I like to show it off." Bobby grins flipping a switch. A device in the center of the room that looks like one of those static electicity generators powers on and there's a little spherical distortion in the air around it, like someone dropped a blob of clear jello around it.

"Having really efficient power lines means you can power something big a lot easier because you're not wasting so much energy on the lines themselves. We were hoping to eventually rig up something like this for the DaCosta building… and maybe even for the school or… other places. Eventually. It's still a long way off, though. Only really works in the lab."

The ice nerd pulls out small .22 caliber pistol out of a desk, loads it and shoots it at the projector. The bullet stops in mid air a foot away, held there by some odd force.

"Forcefield. Based on stuff we've seen Magneto do in footage. It's… eh, it doesn't work for everything. But it's a start. Maybe in a few years… with the right breakthroughs…"

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"It's good to see you too, My Darling.." Betsy murmurs out, keeping quiet as to not disturb Bobby's tour. Hands remain behind her back, her face stoic as if concentrating.. where.. one moment she's thinking of cheeseburgers, the next if she should get her nails done soon..

She even holds out her hand with that thought, fingers curling to press pad to heel of palm, gaze critical as she inspects her cuticles until..

The gun goes off. She didn't expect that. Just watching the forcefield hold the projectile in place was fascinating, she takes a few steps close.. but not too close to the animated bullet, her hand reaching out with the attempts of snatching the led from thin air. "Amazing.."

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Ororo watches on and is more interested then she thought she would be. She notes that Betsy isn't nearly as interested in the tour as in her nails and stifles a smile of amusement when Bobby pulls out the gun. The display of the forcefield definitely peaks her interest. "Would Polaris be able to help you with that, considering her own power set? Give you some new insight?" she asks, pretending not to have seen Betsy jump for just the briefest of moment.

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The lead is quite easily plucked out of the air, aside from being slightly warm. "Maybe." Bobby nods. "I don't like to approach people about lab work because just being in a lab sets some people on edge. Bad memories or associates or something like that. And I'm less associated with the school than most. Being an outsider I don't really have that 'cushion' to have folks be comfortable with me. They don't know me or what I want or what my angle is." It's less a problem with Roberto or Doug or Kitty or even Illyana, but they've been pretty remarkably welcoming and Bobby knows he can't bank on that.

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Fingers pluck and pick the bullet from thin air, rolling around her fingers to examine briefly, before tossed right back towards Bobby. He was quick, he knew to expect that from her.. but this time, it wasn't a sausage.

"For the record, 'ol' sport…" Betsy starts, allowing her words to hang into the air. "I don't consider you an outsider." She approaches, hand lifting to lightly touch his shoulders in a reassuring squeeze, as if he needed any to begin with. "If you need any help with the telepathic aspects of your equipment, and my shadow-por-tation.. just let me know. I'll be here right in a jiffy." She smiles warmly, then takes a step away from him. That forcefield was magnificent.

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"Likewise, Bobby. You may not have been at the school for long, but you are a member of the team. You have just as much right as any other member. For the record, should my own gifts be required at any point, do not hesitate to let me know." Ororo shows no hint of being cold, even though she wears a thin linen pantsuit.

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Bobby smiles, a broad genuine smile. "Thank you, both." It's nice to be accepted by the more established folks. It makes him feel a lot less like an interloper. "Come on, there's lots more to see."

The next two rooms are full of people building parts for this and that. Bobby explains that they're cooling systems for various things around that have to be kept cold. The room after that though…

"Ah yeah. The Sub-Zero. This one's one of my favorites." The room is dominated by a large, cylindrical device enclosed in what looks like a cloud chamber. "Miss Munroe I think you'll like it too. So, you know, all the weather on earth is ultimately drivin by the sun. It heats up the seas and the air and causes weather systems." Well, long story short. That's a pretty gross oversimplification. "People have always wanted to be able to control the weather for growing crops and things like that, but short of magic or abilities like Storms, no dice. The trouble is how to take energy out of the system. And that's what this is for. It's a cold-sink. Cold is just removing energy from a system. The idea is you use it to keep an area around it, say a couple miles, at precisely controlled temperature. Control the temperature of the air, you control how much moisture can go in it, how it behaves barmetrically and a whole host of other things."

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'Ro follows along, looking on with polite interest at most of the things being made. It's interesting enough, but for the most part it simply isn't her forte. And then the room with the cloud chamber. Oh, this definitely stirs some interest. The snow haired goddess walks along the chamber, studying the weather within. Weather patterns are something she knows intimately. "How are you dealing with the problem of changing the weather globally when you control one area. When I cause a rainstorm in one place, I might cause a drought somewhere else. This is why I do not use my gifts to just help the farmers all the time. It would just be six of one and a half dozen of the other."

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Bobby nods, motioning to Betsy to make sure she doesn't get lost. "Good question. They'd have to be synched up in a network and used in concert otherwise you'd end up with global climatological chaos. But if you did it over a large enough area, the effects should be relatively predictable. Of course, the ability to use it responsibly is part of developing the ability to use it at all. Even if we get the tech working, I doubt we'll ever be able to roll it out if our climate prediction software isn't up to snuff."

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Storm has to laugh at this, and outside there is a burst of beautiful sunshine that busts through the clouds. "Ah, using the powers you find yourself capable of with responsibility. There lies the greater problem, moreso then the powers themselves. That is a matter of ethics, though. You never did stay to take my class on powers and the ethics of their use. I should demand you come back to class, Mr. Drake." There is a hint of a teasing lilt in her voice, the only clue that she is joking.

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Bobby chuckles. "That's everyone though, isn't it Miss Munroe?" Bobby gestures out the door they came through, indicating the world outside. "Everyone has power, right? Physical, economic, military, social, whatever. And everyone who has it has to decide how they're going to use it. Some do so responsibly, some selfishly, some destructively. Our power is just a bit more… obvious." He shakes his head and smiles. "It's one reason why I'm convinced we need to be out here, with the rest of humanity, despite the risks. How can we sit back and condemn when we won't use our powers but on our own behalf?"

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As Bobby retorts her words, Storm gives him a look like a proud teacher. "Or perhaps I should have you as my teaching assistant, since you already know my curriculum without having attended a class once. Very well thought out, Robert. You are correct. We need to be out, among the people, showing them that we are no different then anyone else. That is how we will gain acceptance. Red Team is doing a marvelous job of it so far."

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"So far, yes." Bobby agrees. "Not to rain on the parade, but I don't really think we've been tested yet. Wise men have observed that people are tested more in adversity than success. When something goes really wrong for us, then we'll know how well this is going to work out." He pauses. "I just hope that doesn't have to cost anyone too dear." He's attached enough to his team mates that having them killed would be fairly crushing to him and he can just imagine how the others might take it.

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"It was not a huge test through fire, but the attack during your meet and greet with the Titans was rather enlightening." Storm stands, regal as a queen as she explains. "You were attacked, you acted as a team, not just with your team but with the other as well, to defeat the immediate threat. After that was over, from what I heard, you all worked together as a team yet again to fix the damage done. From what I can tell, that showed your mettle as a team more then anything else has."

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"We've got some really good people, and some pretty decent friends too." Bobby nods as he ushers them down a hallway and toward the next room. "I'm working on that myself. There's a group of folks that er, my girlfriend is involved with. The Outsiders. They seem like people that Red Team should at least have a line with, given that they're going to be out there and some of their members are, er, fairly active."

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"You have a girlfriend? Oooeeeoooo!" Betsy quips out, finally breaking her silence. And.. that was it.

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Storm follows along, nodding as the conversation continues. "I never got to meet Nancy. I was off in Africa while she was at the mansion. Which is a mixed blessing. Being able to let my emotions out would be nice, but I fear that it would be a slippery slope and I would begin to lose my control when she was not around. Still, give Miss O'Neal my regards. I hope her Nest for Normalacy is doing well."

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"Well enough, yes, thank you." Bobby smiles, shaking his head with a laugh at Betsy. "For a while now, Betsy. Haven't you been paying attention?" He teases.

The next room, well it's the size of an airplane hangar. Two levels with a catwalk going over it. The catwalk is what they emerge on. Below something fairly large is being put together. "This is project Deep Freeze. It's sort of the reverse of what you saw in the other room. Amara gave me the idea for it. This is designed to store thermal energy and release it in another form. Short term, it makes everything around it cold. Long term though, it could be used to put out a lot of power really fast. This is the lynchpin of our refrigeration efforts. We're hoping that we can catch the heat coming off our superconductors and hang onto it and use it for other purposes later. This one we have to be careful with though. It's got the most potential to be weaponized."

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Elizabeth bluffs her nails upon her duster, a slight grin appearing upon her face. "Course.. course.. I've been paying attention.." Of course, she's going to mindscan Bobby later to get a recap on the entire tour. Maybe produce something that would make a 'little brother' proud. But she just smiles, following along.. the techno-mumbo jumbo not her thing, but she could easily see that it made him proud.

"Weaponized.." She murmurs quietly, arms slacking behind her back as she dips her head forward just a little. She didn't have ideas about what weapons she could produce with such an object, but the thought of it getting into the wrong hands? It makes her shiver.

Sadly, Ororo *can* think of how such a device could be weaponized. She looks down at the object that is being built and sighs softly, the only sign of her upset. "I trust that the security around this device is as good as we can get it? Have the staff that know about this project been scanned for their loyalties?"

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"The tech doesn't work, so there's no worries on that front. As for the uh…" He glances over to Betsy. "Well we don't have telepaths on staff." And Bobby wouldn't be entirely comfortable with subjecting people to brain scans for 'loyalty.' Perhaps it's a discussion he and 'Ro should have later, but the X-Men's propensity to use such methods is one of the the things he admires least about them. Its one thing for Betsy to do it to him because he's aware that she can and doesn't object. Doing it to normals, well… he's convinced it's one of the reasons that groups like the Friends of Humanity have as much traction as they do.

Seeing Betsy's confusion though. "Imagine, Betsy, what you could power if you could release all the energy of a hot day in the desert at one point." He pauses. "Now imagine what you could destroy like that."

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Ororo's idea could have possibly been ripped straight from Betsy's mind. Though she didn't project such thoughts telepathically, she was of the same mind, everyone needed to be scanned. No security breaches and the world shall remain safe. But that was neither here nor there. She was lost in thought for a time, until Bobby addressed her as such. His visual, it was enough to draw a chill up her spine along with the shake of her head.

"I don't like it." She confesses prematurely, "But if it's in your possession, powered down or no, then we'll be none the safer." Still, she wasn't even sure about that much, she trusts Bobby with her life, but power corrupts.

Sweethearts one day; demons the next.

She doesn't let that show on her face however, she nods in understanding, even after the fact.

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Ah yes, another discussion about ethics. The teacher in Ororo will relish that discussion avidly. Truth be told, she does not like the idea of needing a telepath to scan people for loyalty either. She does, however, accept it as a resource that is available. Like computers being able to do security scans of things people have done, it is just another method.

"So it is simply a theory at the moment?"

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"The tech will be ready for small scale testing in around six months. It'll be big and bulky but not very effective. That's why we're putting it together. Like a lot of the things in here, it only works at short ranges under controlled conditions." Bobby shrugs. Such is the price of working with cutting edge technology. "On to something a bit closer in… and a lot more fun…"

He crosses the catwalk into a smaller room where some technicians are working on what looks remarkably like a very hi tech snow machine.

"We call it 'Elsa.'" He grins. "It's based on my own abilities. Something we're considering making available to ski resorts and the like. I wanted to test it out at the Institute. Maybe make a snow day for the kiddies by surprise."

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Tilting her head to one side, Ororo seems puzzled. "But don't snow machines already exist? Commercially used at ski resorts worldwide? How is this one any different?"

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Betsy had no room to object, it was all a matter of theory and not even in a reality yet. However..

Catwalk crossed, new room approached.. and a wide smile appears upon her face as a sudden idea rings to mind. She pulls out her phone, texting a quick message to her bestie, giggling all the while. Yes. A snow machine. Yes. Someone is going to get -ruined-. She's already setting the date.

"Who cares if it's different or not. I'm planning a snowball battle. I -want- this to happen."

Text, sent.

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Bobby grins. "This one eats power and not water. And it makes much better snow. Regular snow machine snow… well, skiiers and the like always complain. They can tell the difference. But when you've got a guy who can make it for you." Namely, the guy talking to them. "You can study it. In depth. I bet none of these guys imagined they'd be doing a month long in depth study on snow formation and crystalization and shape, but the scientists in this building are now some of the foremost experts on snow. Basically, it's not ground breaking, apart from not needing a water source, but it does the job much, much better.

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Storm says, "If it doesn't need a water source, where does it get the condensation necessary to create snow in the first place?" It would seem that Bobby has Ororo thoroughly engrossed in his work, considering how closely it relates to her own abilities."

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Fingers were flying, she was pretty much done with the tour. She found something to invest money in, and should he need it? He'll totally have it, all for that damned snow machine. She giggled with glee at the prospects, children, teachers, alumni alike joining together on one lawn for a party and a ball of fun.

Betsy may not be scientifically minded, but she sure as heck knows how to spot fun.

"Bobby, Ororo. I have to go." She was going to go back to the mansion, get the sizes of everyone there, and buy snowsuits. Yes. Snowsuits. Even the adults will have snowsuits. And moonboots. Just for kicks.

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Bobby chuckles. "Alrighty Betsy. Feel free to drop by any time. I'm always happy to show people around and we have new things we're trying out fairly regularly. They don't always pan out… but it's always fun to look it."

Storm gets a grin. "Direct energy to matter conversion. Which would be the scientific breakthrough of the century if we knew what we were doing. Sadly, all we can do is copy what I do and none of us, including me, have the slightest idea how it all works. So the only thing we can do with it is make ice and snow. Still, it's something we're working on and in the mean time, well…" The ice nerd grins shamelessly.

"Do you wanna build a snowman?"

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Ororo is still busy thinking about the matter of energy conversion. "If you could get that working…. not just ice and snow but… the possibilities are limitless. Food, clothing, shelter.

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"Definitely on the list of things to figure out." Bobby agrees. Direct matter to energy conversion would solve a lot of the world's problems. "Mutants do it all the time, well, mutants on our level do anyway. But no one knows how. It breaks science. And what we're doing isn't so much figuring it out as it is er, scientific copy pasta." He sighs. Still, it does make a hell of a snow machine, even if they lack the fine technical control to duplicate the more awe inspiring aspects of his abilities.

"Still now that we know it can be done, there's hope someone someday will figure it out."

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Offering her hand to Bobby, Ororo allows for a small smile. "This was a very enlightening tour. If you ever need any assistance that I could provide, do not hesitate to ask me. I am certain that many others of the X teams would benefit from a tour here as well."

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'I'll keep that in mind Miss Munroe." Bobby smiles. "And please, drop by any time, even if it's just to the HQ to visit. I'm sure Berto would be as happy to see you as any of us." Berto probably more so. Has the Brazillian tried flirting with her yet? Is he brave enough? Well, one way to find out.


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