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Empiricist2 said:
Don't want to ruin the necessity of this bit of the story, but a well motivated hospital could probably make do. Obsidian can be made sharp enough for scalpels, I'd imagine plastic could work for one-time needles, and there are plenty of metals that wouldn't be strongly affected by a magnetic field. Difficult, yes, but I think for some surgeries it could be done without a huge amount of difficulty.
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The thing is, a hospital is full of doctors, not engineers. They do not have the tools or the expertise to start making tools for her. Maybe if they had more time, but it sounds like she is in a dire situation.
 
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But he knows a lot about the magical community. If strong healing magic was anything other than really rare he could have found a better alternative. Even Constantine doesn't treat deals with Hell as his first choice of options.
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Maybe, but who would do it? Everyone who's anyone knows better than to get involved with Constantine, let alone allowing him to owe you a favor. There's less painful ways to die. And he certainly can't pay for it. He does have some contacts who deal with him regularly, but I assume the relevant comic justified their inaction somehow.

EDIT: or @GardenerBriareus can just steal my thunder. That'll teach me to post before catching up.
 
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Mr Zoat said:
"Secret identities are dumb,
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While this makes a very good point, it does overlook another reason for secret identities.

Assuming the hero in question is not overwhelmingly powerful and maintains any kind civilian life, then their identity is critical tactical information.

If a villain wants to fight the hero, they have to set a trap and lure them in, which gives them at least some time to prepare.
Or they could go up to the hero's house while they are sleeping and fire a rocket through the window.

If a villain wants to make their move without interruption, they have to create a diversion or hope the hero is busy.
Or they could hire dozens of people to watch the hero and inform them when the hero is busy.
 
iamnuff said:
You have to remember that comic-book magnekines control all metals, not just ferrous metals.

Magneto would be a lot less threatening if he couldn't control aluminium.
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Aluminum is paramagnetic, so affecting aluminum would just require that Magneto's control over magnetism extends to the paramagnetic.

Which considering that Magneto also has control over gravity and the entire electromagnetic spectrum, and in the amalgam universe created the Magnetic Men including the diamagnetic Antimony, isn't really a stretch.

Heck, I've even already mentioned Zebra Man, whose power are explicitly diamagnetic in nature.

It's not really a matter of "magnetic or not," but of "what kind of magnetic and how strongly."
 
HUZZAH! Finally caught up with the story! started reading back in June/July of '15, and stuck to the discussion threads. Had to actually stop reading it a few times just to remind myself that other fics exist, though those may have been just hallucinations... Thank you Mr.Zoat for making this fine production, and thank you, Jamie Roberts, for not suffocating me with my own kidneys...yet.
 
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Beta Mu said:
HUZZAH! Finally caught up with the story! started reading back in June/July of '15, and stuck to the discussion threads. Had to actually stop reading it a few times just to remind myself that other fics exist, though those may have been just hallucinations... Thank you Mr.Zoat for making this fine production, and thank you, Jamie Roberts, for not suffocating me with my own kidneys...yet.
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    09:07 GMT -5

    Sunset and I step out of the hush tube and into the medical wing of Star Labs Central City.

    "Remind me why I'm coming?"

    "You're working hard to learn magic so that you can use your skills to better the lives of others, correct?"

    "If I'm honest-" A woman at the other end of the corridor spots us, her eyes momentarily widening in shock. I give her a wave. "-I think I'm mostly doing it because I enjoy it. But I think what I learn will help other people eventually."

    "People could benefit a great deal from medical magic. In fact, I imagine that with a little encouragement doctors could comprehend the basics." I shrug. "If you don't want to help me with the more conflict-orientated aspect of my work, medicine isn't a bad area to get into."

    "I guess…"

    "You have a great deal to offer the world, Sunset. But you are actually going to need to offer it at some point." There's a whoosh of displaced air as Wallace appears. Since he couldn't-. I frown. Hey, what? "New costume, Kid Flash?"

    He holds out his arms slightly so we can get a better look. "Yeah. Your brother made it. I was worried about giving up the New God protection, and…"

    "Didn't want to keep wearing the suit I made. Fair enough. I burned my bridges and now I can sleep in them."

    Sunset stops and squints at me. "What?"

    "Never mind." I raise my eyebrows at Wallace. "So, where's the patient?"

    He leads the way through the corridors, staff calming noticeably with him present. "She's in a… It's a cell they built to hold Doctor Polaris. It's the only way to stop her messing up all of the equipment. She's being medicated through a plastic tube they fed through her mouth into her stomach, but being unconscious doesn't seem to turn off her powers."

    I frown. "They couldn't come up with a nonferrous needle?"

    "Not quickly. And with all the blood she's lost an intravenous system might not work properly if they did."

    I nod. "And they don't want to replace the blood because that will raise her blood pressure and risk breaching the clotting on her internal injuries. Can you give me a quick summary?"

    "Ah… Her rib cage was basically crushed, and it's cut her lungs in several places. Worse on the right side. Her right upper arm was pretty badly smashed. Even if they didn't end up amputating it, she'd probably only ever get a fraction of her strength back. Her jaw's broken, her skull's probably fractured but they can't tell for sure because she'd mess up the machinery. She's got cuts everywhere but they've all scabbed over by now. We don't know about her spine."

    "And her brain? If it's been damaged that may explain why her abilities are constantly on."

    "She's concussed." He pushes through a set of double doors and into what looks like a rapidly converted high security area. Too many medics and pieces of equipment in too small a space. "And we can tell that because of how her pupils dilate. I didn't want to ask Miss Martian to take a look in case there was some sort of psychic feedback." He turns away, looking for someone. "Doctor Schmitz, can we just go in?"

    A slightly overweight man in a lab coat turns around. Ah, the mad scientist bald-on-top-with-long-grey-hair combo. I image that STAR has a few of those around the place. He looks me over for a moment and then gives Wallace his full attention. "You'd better. She's stable at the moment, but…" He shrugs helplessly.

    "Ah, Mister Grayven?" A short woman taps me on the arm to get my attention. "The room will have to be sealed once you're inside. This-" She holds up a microphone. "-will let you talk to us despite the magnetic flux."

    I shake my head. "Thank you, but I have a power ring."

    I walk towards what looks like a bank vault door. A technician looks up at me for a moment before pressing a button on his equipment. There's a clank and an oddly quiet klaxon wail. I look up at it and see that someone has shoved a sock in it. For a prison cell I suppose that you'd want it on full volume, but for a room people are having to go in and out of constantly it would get annoying very quickly. Once the door is open I step through and wait patiently for it to close once more. Through the inner door I can see a couple of nurses keeping careful watch on Miss Kane. She looks to be in a right old state.

    Sinestro, scan.

    Mister West's summary of her injuries was largely accurate. A picture appears in my mind. Internal bleeding is more or less stopped, but there's blood in her lungs and her brain is swelling dangerously.

    Nothing we can't fix.

    Explain to me exactly why you want to repair the girl.

    Further damaging my relationship with the League -and my ex-team mates- serves no useful purpose. I still haven't heard from Zatanna about those arcane energy siphons I want to commission. Probably, that means she's been instructed not to contact me. If I do this, it may change a few minds.

    It also lets you undermine their faith in their own cause. And your team mates' faith in the judgement of their superiors.

    It's a fringe benefit. I never understood hero worship. Get me her medical records.

    The door behind me clanks shut, then the inner door whirs into life as it opens up. The nurse steps away from the near side of Miss Kane's recumbent form, allowing me to come up alongside her. Now, how to build up enough fear..? From Wallace, from the nurse… Not enough. My being here is reassuring them too much, and it would interfere with my diplomatic efforts to taunt them into fearing more. Hm. I look down at Miss Kane's face and imagine Lynne in a similar position, her body smashed-.

    Yellow light surges, her ribs expanding and realigning before being fused back into place. Next, I remove the blood from her lungs and fix the torn and damaged tissue. A blast at her brain undoes the bruising and swelling. Doesn't look like there's an appreciable amount of underlying damage, though there are one or two physiological oddities. Probably related to her metahuman ability. Log those. Last comes the right arm, shoulder bones and muscles. Then…

    "Does she know?"

    The nurses look at each other, then the one closest to me answers. "No. We didn't think it was a good idea, given the state she was in."

    I could heal all of her minor injuries, but I think letting her lie here for a little while is probably for the best. "I imagine that her friend Wallace West will be along to visit her later. I would appreciate it if he were granted entry."

    I don't wait for a response, but instead have Sinestro connect to the Mountain's systems and open a Hush Tube back out of the cell-ward.

    "She okay?"

    "She'll live. And retain full functionality. She's still unconscious for now." He sags, exhaling heavily as he does so. "But we need to talk about what's going to happen to her next."

    "Ah… Look, I'm grateful and all? But I don't see what that's got to do with you."

    "The Apokoliptian technology I use in Challenger Mountain is proof against the highest level of magnetic flux she's been observed producing. Is anywhere else? Anywhere she could live long term?"

    "She needs to stay under observation…"

    "And then?" I lean closer. "Have you checked the wreck of her car for signs of unusual magnetism?"

    His face pales. "Oh God."

    I straighten up. "If she can't get under control, then she'll be a danger to all around her. If she does this-" I look around the room. "-while in a drugged stupor, what happens when she sleeps?"

    "Could.. you… Awaken her? That would work, wouldn't it?"

    "Certainly. What's in it for me?"

    He stares me in the eyes for a moment, then nods. "What do you want?"

    I grin. "Someday, and that day may never come… I'll call upon you to do a service for me."
     
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