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Omake: MAD SCIENCE LIVES!

No matter how cool movies make it look, getting hit by lighting to get 'revived' by Frankenstein's Monster like Mad Science fucking hurts.

To make it worth, I had to get a lot of spare parts. I now have two hearts and other redundancies. But while I have to admit that becoming Frankenstein Jr is kind of cool, that's not my main reason for doing this.

"Did it work?" I ask Bronze, my gyniod assistant and first one of my alloy girls... I really should get to finish up her sisters sometime soon.

"The rock glows blue, the machine thingie does detect something green and your eyes look more cute."

That ladies and gentlemen is my lovely assistant way of saying I might just have got a soul. No stupid quests, no dangerous and untested magic, no deals with jumped up elementals. Just the power of SCIENCE! Well okay is alchemy as the Frankestein's revival formula should not work even by what goes by science in this universe. But shouting ALCHEMY at the top of my lungs doesn't have the same ring to it.

Granted, looking at a mirror my skin is kind of pale. And even with Bronze and Tin, from the Metal Men, help I am gonna have scars when I get fully healed, but I played god and it felt wonderful.

"Good, go get Doc Magnus for check ups, I am gonna rest now."

And I fainted.

When I woke up three days later I was glad I did not give in to the impulse to gloat about my genius, fainting mid rant would have been embarrassing.

Now comes the hard part, not the battery of tests to follow to check I won't devolve into a rampage idiot. But the fact I will be monitored from now on. That's why I build Bronze for, to help to keep myself in check due to my mad genius. But now the Metal Men and even Doc Magnus will watch me when they can to see that I don't go to the deep end.

Of course, with old Magnus, that goes both ways. I am also looking over him, I already had to stop him from building a Plutonium Man twice this month. Thankfully my ideas for upgrades to the Metal Men will keep him going for a while.

Now, were did I put that blasted machine? I need my caffeine and Bronze never makes my coffee right!

AN: As requested, here is the Mad Science Paul becomes Frank JR omake. He lives in the Brave & Bold Batman cartoon universe and is Doctor Will Magnus apprentice and business partner.
 
Omake: MAD SCIENCE LIVES!

No matter how cool movies make it look, getting hit by lighting to get 'revived' by Frankenstein's Monster like Mad Science fucking hurts.

To make it worth, I had to get a lot of spare parts. I now have two hearts and other redundancies. But while I have to admit that becoming Frankenstein Jr is kind of cool, that's not my main reason for doing this.

"Did it work?" I ask Bronze, my gyniod assistant and first one of my alloy girls... I really should get to finish up her sisters sometime soon.

"The rock glows blue, the machine thingie does detect something green and your eyes look more cute."

That ladies and gentlemen is my lovely assistant way of saying I might just have got a soul. No stupid quests, no dangerous and untested magic, no deals with jumped up elementals. Just the power of SCIENCE! Well okay is alchemy as the Frankestein's revival formula should not work even by what goes by science in this universe. But shouting ALCHEMY at the top of my lungs doesn't have the same ring to it.

Granted, looking at a mirror my skin is kind of pale. And even with Bronze and Tin, from the Metal Men, help I am gonna have scars when I get fully healed, but I played god and it felt wonderful.

"Good, go get Doc Magnus for check ups, I am gonna rest now."

And I fainted.

When I woke up three days later I was glad I did not give in to the impulse to gloat about my genius, fainting mid rant would have been embarrassing.

Now comes the hard part, not the battery of tests to follow to check I won't devolve into a rampage idiot. But the fact I will be monitored from now on. That's why I build Bronze for, to help to keep myself in check due to my mad genius. But now the Metal Men and even Doc Magnus will watch me when they can to see that I don't go to the deep end.

Of course, with old Magnus, that goes both ways. I am also looking over him, I already had to stop him from building a Plutonium Man twice this month. Thankfully my ideas for upgrades to the Metal Men will keep him going for a while.

Now, were did I put that blasted machine? I need my caffeine and Bronze never makes my coffee right!

AN: As requested, here is the Mad Science Paul becomes Frank JR omake. He lives in the Brave & Bold Batman cartoon universe and is Doctor Will Magnus apprentice and business partner.
This Paul also gets Best!Aquaman.
 
Nothing's going to happen


"Is this normal?"

"The turbulence? It is but sometimes there's just really rough patches."

The fasten seatbelts sign lights up.
OL looks to his side.

Eris shrugs as she clicks her seatbelt.

"Don't look at me. I didn't do anything. This time."


And blinks. Huh.

A high pitch whine starts up and then cuts out as the shaking worsens.

"Ring, Scan plane for mechanical and electrical failures."

Warning, Engines 1 and 3 catastrophic failure.

"That's not so bad. We're close to land and if need-"

An explosion draws shouts of alarm.

Warning. Engine 2 catastrophic failure. Engine 4. Gone.

"
That's bad. Wait, what do you mean 'gone?'"

Engine 4 is no longer present

"
Cause?"

Engines 1, 2, 3, microfractures. Extrapolating: Poor quality materials used in fabrication.

"
Ah. Engine 4?"

Sabotage.
 
Semi-OT: Aside from music-themed criminals, which villains are big into the arts and theater?

I totally want a scene where OL finds a villain in the theater audience who's only there for the show and doesn't intend to cause any trouble. The Penguin or the Ultra-Humanite would be a nice change of pace, but not Vandal Savage as Grayven will probably be interacting with him a lot in the Renegade timeline.

God help poor OL if he's given two tickets and expected to bring a date.

OL: "I didn't know you enjoyed the theater."
Harleen Quinzel: "I'm like an onion."
OL: "You smell bad? You make people cry?"
Harleen Quinzel: "I mean I got layers, wise guy..."
 
You know how OL occasionally has a problem with taking stuff in and out of subspace when he's trying to act as a civilian? I think he could mostly solve this by wearing a backpack (or other bag type items) and then reaching in whenever he needs something, and making the item appear in his hand. Like say when he goes shopping. Noone is going to think it weird that he puts clothes that he's bought into his backpack. So long as he doesn't appear to overfill it in front of one person, it looks normal.

If he isn't careless doing it, like pulling a ten foot rigid pole from a normal backpack, he could discreetly use most of his subspace storage while acting as a civilian.
 
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The crumbler arrows and railguns rounds were made by removing systems for, among other things, precise control of the crumble effect. They aren't strictly superior versions of the original crumblers gauntlet, just specialized to the point where they could be made much smaller. I'll find the quote if you want it.
Here:
"Yeah, but his design had a load of jank." He gives me a puzzled look. "Stuff that it didn't need in order to work, I mean. Sure, I can see how it could be useful to precisely control the shape and size of the area being crumbled, or the rate of crumbling, but it's hardly necessary. Once you strip out everything you don't need, you can make a one use short duration high intensity crumble generator the size of an arrowhead."
The re-design is also presumably much less robust if it's meant to be used only once and burn out.


For Zeus seeking out a new wife, which pantheons are active in the DC-verse? I know the Norse gods are absent because of Marvel's monopoly, but what about the rest of the world?
The Norse gods are still around in this story. Mr Zoat has mentioned it.
 
Sandman had several Norse deities show up, as did it's spinoff Lucifer so it's not that Marvel has a monopoly... presumably the Norse Gods in the DC universe are like the Greek gods usually are; generally offscreen doing stuff in Asgard/Mount Olympus and such.
 
The show didn't go into the local mass child deaths Klarion would have caused, either.
But the show did allow it as an inference, we see quite a number of accidents caused by it and given it was worldwide, it is reasonable to assume that would be happening all over the globe.

While it doesn't go into it, and indeed it doesn't mention things that would happen without adults other than vehicular accidents, it's not an unreasonable deduction.

Similarly, while we don't see the plants killing anyone except possibly the three firefighters (why the fuck there were firefighters there?), it's reasonable to assume some people would have gotten injured or killed there.

But what you are suggesting is quite different, you're saying that canon had the Joker activate a global deadman switch, when all that could be inferred from the scene and the dialogue is that the Joker controlled the local plant to have it dose everyone present in joker gas.

Again, what happened in this story can be whatever you want for the story to work, but calling it canon is quite different.

He had to make the roots rise out of the ground before releasing the gas.
He still didn't pull out a second control device, or used a simpler/different gesture to activate the gas, it wasn't any different from any of the other times he controlled an individual or a group of plants, and now with the antenna dead he would only be able to control one.

Just gotta ask; why are you seemingly against Count Vertigo and the rest of the Injustice League getting the punishments they so eagerly earned?
...?
Random Internet person: they killed millions! threatened large percentages of many cities across the globe! tragedy!
Me: it wasn't millions, just thousands at most, and probably killed less than hundreds. They threatened a handful of cities, not many. Yes, they committed a crime, but it's nowhere near the previous claim.

That's basically it. I'm arguing against inflating the crime out of proportion, which, while it wouldn't change the future for the criminals much, it would color the national and international reaction to the event.

If a random mugger kills someone, it's unreasonable to call it a serial killer, it's nonsensical to bring in organized crime laws. This doesn't mean the mugger wouldn't go to jail or whatever for murder, but calling it something else or expecting the world to react as if it was a far bigger crime is dumb.

I'm also arguing on the situation with Vertigo, as in, only Vertigo and not the rest of the group, in the way as how the responsibility would jump from him to his country with his country not disavowing him. Yes, there would be consequences, to the country, but those consequences would take time because diplomacy is not fast, so by the time Grayven did his thing, those consequences wouldn't have happened yet.
 
I'm also arguing on the situation with Vertigo, as in, only Vertigo and not the rest of the group, in the way as how the responsibility would jump from him to his country with his country not disavowing him. Yes, there would be consequences, to the country, but those consequences would take time because diplomacy is not fast, so by the time Grayven did his thing, those consequences wouldn't have happened yet.

ok dude, he went on national television and claimed responsibility for an attack on 5 major cites across a bunch of different countries. The plants could have killed no one and inflicted only property damage, and it still would have been an act of war if his country did anything but throw him to the wolves! The attack was an unprovoked strike on civilian targets using biological and chemical weapons, even if the justice league saved everyone who was threatened that doesn't change the fact that they just tried to kill hundreds to thousands* of people.

do you think nations operate on no harm no foul? do you think something like a scud missle full of nerve gas would be brushed off because it was intercepted? No sane country would leave a nation who would try something like that capable of trying it again if they could at all help it, next time they might do a better job of it. if there was so much as a hint that his country so much as enabled the attack or gave it even covert approval then there only hope would be the americans showed up to liberate the crap out of them before china swooped in and acted to preserve the safety and security of chinese citizens.



In short, It doesn't matter if he has a 2 figure body count or a 4 figure body count, either is enough to warrant the death penalty on a personal level, and just the attempt would be enough for a nearly unquestionable casus belli on a political level. The only thing the exact number effects is triva.

*we don't know how many people were in those buildings or on those bridges that the vines tried to collapse. but unless they were all conveniently empty it would be at least 3 figures.
 
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In short, It doesn't matter if he has a 2 figure body count or a 4 figure body count, either is enough to warrant the death penalty on a personal level, and just the attempt would be enough for a nearly unquestionable casus belli on a political level. The only thing the exact number effects is triva.

*we don't know how many people were in those buildings or on those bridges that the vines tried to collapse. but unless they were all conveniently empty it would be at least 3 figures.
At least three figures:

We've had reports from the League. Approximately seven hundred believed dead so far, though the death rate has dropped off now that the target areas have been evacuated. Could end up being ten times that once they finish going through the rubble, of course.
 
I'll just highlight the wrong "it's" because of how many there are.
It's orange. In fact, I'm orange.

One of the ones that Larfleeze keeps in his cave? Does he know it's gone?

Oh, aagh, it's not just the pain, everything feels the wrong shape.

Obviously is isn't reflecting anything, its making an image of what it would reflect.
obviously it isn't
Wow. I'm looking good.
whaw
I need to go home to do that. If there's another me here it's going to be weird, but I'm a fairly reasonable guy.

I don't know if the places I've lived in are actually there if I have somehow entered a comic reality.
there or if I have
It's late at night and I have to be up for work tomorrow.

I have a orange power ring, transmuted orange lantern corps pyjamas and I look like a bodybuilder.
have an orange
"This ring is paired with the orange central power battery. The central power battery is on Okaara."
Orange Central Power Battery should probably be capitalized even if the SI doesn't know it yet.
I spent more time reading comics than I did on my bloody degree coursework! Breath.
Breathe.
an Imperiax probe destroys the capital of Kansas and a couple of months later it's business as usual.

I could as the Justice League nicely if they could put me in touch with Maltus or something.
could ask the Justice League
It's just so far outside anything I've done before! And kind of fun!

I think that New York is on the east coast near the top of the US but it's not like international borders are visible from up here.

I've nearly caught up with the dusk line so it's probably evening down there?

It's as good a match as I'm going to get.

The offices on either side are empty so I assume it's fairly late in the evening.

Finally, I find a place. Not sure if it's open for business, but there are motorbikes and a couple of vans outside and light on inside.

"Guys, I get it. 2nd amendment. You're allowed guns. Might want to think about transporting them a bit more carefully though."
Second amendment
Goodness. What must the crime rate be like in this area?

"Lenny, what is Gawds name…"
What in Gawd's
"Hello! I'm orange lantern 2814."
Two eight one four.
Turns out that my waist has exactly the same circumference, it's just made of different material.

I remember thinking how convenient lantern Stewarts costume change in Justice League Unlimited was.
Lantern Stewart's
It's six fifteen and the library opens in three hours forty five minutes.

"Ring, acquire maps. I need you to have navigational data for this system and everywhere on this planet."

"Mapping data acquired. Navigation updated."

"Ring, tell me about Alan Scott. Firstly, does he exist?"
Punctuation marks shouldn't be orange.
"Was a super hero operating under either the name Green Lantern or Sentinel during the nineteen forty's?"
Forties, not forty's
after its original members —Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, Flash, Green Lantern, Aquaman and Martian Manhunter—coordinated their efforts to defeat an Appellaxian invasion.
too large dashes
Alright, it's half past eight. I don't like phoning people I don't know, but I'm on a clock.

"Oh, um, good morning sir. I do hope I'm not disturbing you?"

"<sign> Is this about the New York Times subscription again? Because-."
Sigh, and should be something more like 'I hear a sigh. "Is this about...'
It's midmorning when I reach the front gate of the house of Mr Alan Scott, retired radio journalist,

I assume that he's fairly well off but I suppose that since it's just him he didn't see the point of getting somewhere bigger.

Adds some colour and I suppose it's low maintenance.

You can't fake that. It's happening right in front of you, and everyone can see it."

Maybe it's in a crawlspace or a loft somewhere. Hey, maybe he put it down somewhere and forgot about it.

lso, because this power ring has detected an Oan power source fifteen meters in that direction."
fifteen metres in that
"It's not the amount, son." He rubs his brow. "What..? What exactly do you intend to do with it?"

As it is, this ring is tied to the central power battery on Okaara. It's far too far to commute."

I know that people avoid looking at peoples faces when they are thinking.
people's faces
Or… I know that my ring enhanced by vision when it altered my body. Is my hearing better?
ring enhanced my vision
Fuck you old man.

"That could only happen if my sex drive completely overwhelmed my desire for social ingroup affirmation and intrapsychic rule compliance reward!"
I just really dislike this line. When you're trying to convince people that a self insert story is worth reading, it comes off as... masterbatory, or something like that. r/iamverysmart material.
Then the doorbell rang.

"Mind if I get that?"

"Oh, go ahead. It's your house."
Doorbell rings
"The boy here phones me, says that he want to interview me for a paper on super heroes due to my work as a journalist
that he wants to
I put on my chirpy Edwardian ten year old voice and make the reins holding gesture.

"I think I'll go and play in the park. Do let me know when it's time for tea!"
It's

It's already red
The local superheroes know I exist and it's pure good fortune that I'm not sitting in a science cell right now.

"No?"

"Dads first name, Nans maiden name. I don't seem to be able to say my actual name."
Dad's first name,

Nan's maiden name
I think it's possible to survive your own death with a power ring, but you really only get one chance to learn."

I look at you and there's a magical demigoddess. This is… this shouldn't be possible, but it's happening."

"I need the lantern. Take it away and I've got maybe a day of use left before I need a new power point."
remove orange punctuation.
"Orange is the colour of avarice. I want the lantern more than anything you're likely to ask in return. So, ask. What do you want?"
same
She looks back towards Mr Scott's house, then back to the ground. It's not working!

A shallow nod. A years freedom for the freedom of the universe. It's a fair trade.
A year's freedom
Staten Island is a lump of city just off the coast, connected by bridge -which we also flew over- and ferry -which we flew near.-.
weird punctuation at the end
As we approach the building we gain height, coming in from about twenty meters above the roof.
twenty metres
It looks empty, until I had the ring scan it and give me an augmented reality view.
until I have the ring
I raise my right hand and hold it over my right eye. Can't see any orange glow.

"Yes? Don't the Green Lantern's eyes glow?"
don't the Green Lanterns' eyes
She steps inside and head to the cockpit. I follow her.
and heads to the
I'm actually going to… I really hope it's more straight forward than it looks.

Apparently they flew onto the ship from a small island and forced the crew to steer it into a natural harbour."

"Its been a long and strange day. Uw, sorry for leaving you with no one to talk to."

"Whether I want you for back up depends on the harpies.

"Can we… do something about that?"

A moments silence.
A moment's silence
If it actually is a territory problem then it's reasonable to help them sort it out."

it's early evening, and with the sun behind the island the lights from the ship cast long shadows.

She's wearing some sort of lavender coloured robe or dress. I guess it's Themysciran formal wear.

"For one, it's probably improved your opinion of me. Since you're going to be in charge of me for at least a year,

I mean, I'm probably going to need to find out whether it's true or not eventually, but no. What did she say yesterday?

I know there are more men in politics than women, but it's getting better, isn't it?

"No, it's-"

She avoids my gaze and looks uncomfortable.

"-it's probably something he should tell you about himself.

We both just float down the meter or so to the ground. it's dull grey… stone, and natural looking.
down the metre
The boots I'm wearing are tough but they aren't really designed hiking.
designed for hiking
One of the smaller islands housed a very successful women's prison and rehabilitation centre for nine years."
rehabilitation center
giving them useful work to do broke them out of harmful patterns of behaviour.
patterns of behavior
"Not safe lives. I appreciate your concern, but don't worry. I want to do this."
remove orange punctuation
All I have is this ring. I need it.
same
It is within my power to deal with this situation and that is what I will do."
same for green
There are smaller trees form a circle around them and act to conceal them
I think a word is missing
I lean into it, press my cheek against it. Breath it.
Breathe it
Why would I kneel? I want this, it's wonderful!"

"So, how do we know if it's worked?"

She breaths out heavily.
she breathes out
Okay, I can't roll down like that…

"Ring. Zorb.
"
remove orange punctuation
"Did I? Is Gaea going to be annoyed about this?"

"it's extremely unlikely."

It's physically a carriage lantern of a sort that went out of use before my granddad was born, and it's emerald green.

It's now sitting on the desk in front of me. I've been an atheist ever since I was old enough to realised that adults could be wrong but this, this makes me feel reverential.

I'm starting to feel bad about taking it away from him.
Wrong color for indigo
Green light flows from the lantern to his ring, not in a beam but like a flame in the wind, waving and twisting as it moved. As I look I'm not sure whether it's moving into his ring or into him.
as it moves

I'm ending it now because it's long enough as is.

I'm so sorry Zoat. There were just so many.
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Carpe Tempus (part 9)
20th March
16:18 GMT +3


I wave in the direction of the landing area as we approach, the thick goodbye-crowd parting around us. After a moment Donna spots me and waves back. The theatre troupe -Clio, Dalma, Eudia, Jocasta and several others I haven't been introduced to- as well as a couple of guards -Zosime and Mala- and the tag alongs -Io and Mnemosyne-are already waiting to board. Io will be meeting with Theodore tomorrow for a tour of his facilities and Sephtian will be joining them later that afternoon. KordTech already has a Dolmen Gate to Atlantis, but I thought it best to wait until this visit was concluded before pressing the Senate here to acquire one. Or at least let me experiment on how they interact with the wards. I'll ask Hephaestus first, just to make sure they won't completely wreck it. Or maybe… Who's the Olympian whose domain includes magic? Hermes? Selene? But Donna requested Hekate's aid, which probably means that she's more accessible. And I'm still a bit wary of contacting Selene after the whole moon.. thing.

There's a ring of guards around the inner edge of the crowd, though from their relaxed manner it's clear that they're here to mark the limit of the polite viewing area rather than in expectation of any actual trouble. Thana stops at the inner edge as one guard -she looks familiar but I don't remember hearing her name- steps aside to let me pass. "Good journey, Pavlos."

I glance back. "I suppose asking for a blessing would be a bit morbid." Thana smiles and shakes her head as the two closest guards look at me like I'm a crazy person. "I'll see you at the party next week."

"Very well. Until then."

I turn away and jog in the direction of the plane. Since Diana's invisible jet is too small to carry everyone comfortably we're 'borrowing' a larger executive jet from Wayne Industries. Donna dramatically puts her hands on her hips. "And where have you been?"

"Tartarus."

"Do you mean Erebos?"

"Nope. Erebos has actual light. Had to navigate using sonar."

"I just asked Tartarus itself to let me see."

"I'll have to bring you along next time."

She shakes her head. "Oh, that's really not necessary."

Diana appears in the plane's doorway. "Paul, are you ready to depart?"

Lucky for me that Amazons have such approximate timekeeping habits. "Yep, completely ready. Sorry for the hold up."

"Very well. Sisters, you may board when ready."

Zosime sidles over to me as Mala leads the actresses on board. "You truly went to Tartarus?"

"Either that, or I got really badly lost."

She looks puzzled for a moment, then realises that I'm joking. "What were you doing there?"

"I'm afraid that I can't say."

She nods, the shining metal which covers the side of her face changing colour as it moves out of direct sunlight. "Was it a successful visit?"

"Not really. I mean, Lord Hades invited me back-" Her eyes widen. "-as a visitor, while I'm still alive." She nods in relief. "I wasn't even in Tartarus all that long."

Donna raises her right eyebrow. "You weren't? You were gone six hours, did you take a tour?"

I mantle my eyes with my right hand. "No, I walked down the steps."

She blinks in surprise. "But… That's... Why would-?"

"I know. Hades said, and Melinoë-" Zosime takes a step backwards. Honestly "-said, and then Thana said. Next time I'll just fly down."

I look over to the steps up to the jet. Boarding appears to be slightly delayed by each Amazon who reaches the top of the steps peering around the door and taking a good long look at the interior of the craft. "Haven't they seen an aircraft before?"

Zosime shakes her head. "Most of us.. don't involve ourselves with Baroness von Gunther's... Work."

"And why not? Diana's been using that for.. what, sixty years? None of you went for a ride in it?"

"No, Mala has. And.. I think Queen Hippolyta did. The Baroness taught the Princess how to operate it. I.. do not feel.. entirely comfortable, around her artefacts. I entered her workshop once when she was alive and.. things… They were twinkling, with no flame or heat or magic."

I raise my right hand, index finger extended, and poke her right in the metallic cheek. "So do you."

"But that is magic. I am alive. They were… Devices." I think she realises that she's being daft. "They were strange. I did not like them."

"Are you.. going to be alright in America? It has… Um, quite a lot of unnatural, twinkly lights."

"I will manage. I will simply follow the Princess' lead." Donna and I share a somewhat nervous glance, which she spots. "Hardly any of us have spent significant time in Man's World-." Donna shakes her head reprovingly. "The outside world. Fewer still have been anywhere as large as New York. Do.. eight million people truly live there?"

Donna nods. "I think it's a little over eight million, actually."

"Does it smell very badly? Or are you simply used to it?"

"Why would it smell? I mean, the air quality's not the greatest, but it doesn't smell that bad."

"Are your cesspits enclosed in some way?. The amount of waste material that so many people must create-."

I hold up my right hand, palm forwards. "Okay, I'll include an explanation for how our toilets and sewage systems work in the in-flight lecture. Short version, each toilet has a small bucket of water which gets used to send the waste material through a pipe into somewhere where it gets treated to not smell so badly."

Donna nods. "It ends up getting used as plant fertilizer."

"And everyone has access to that?"

"Everyone with a home, yes. Similarly, no one uses wells, but a series of artificial lakes linked by pipes to every home in the city provide people with water, both for drinking and washing."

"Oh." She looks a little relieved. "Those are two things I will not have to worry about, then."

"Donna?" The three of us look around to the entrance to the jet, where Diana stands watching us. "Will you be joining us, or do you intend to return to America under your own power?"

"Coming!"

Donna leaps into the air towards the jet while Zosime and I walk at a less panicky pace. Zosime hesitates slightly at the steps before girding her loins and walking up them. Like the others she hesitates at the entrance and sticks her head inside before walking through.

I move the steps back to their accustomed storage point and put the passengers' bags into my subspace pocket before transitioning myself inside and closing the door behind me. In the cockpit I hear Diana and Donna talking a fascinated Mnemosyne through the take-off procedure. Time to do my air steward bit.

"Ladies, please take your seats and buckle your belts. Nono, the one attached to the seat." Eudia makes an 'oh' shape with her mouth. "The plane will shake during take-off, this is completely normal and nothing to worry about…"
 
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