The Reality of Life with a Superhero (Part 7)
Story: The Reality of Life with a Superhero (Part 7)
Author: saichick
Challenge: Stark 100
Theme: 043 Unexpected
Rating: PG-13 (brief language)
Timeline: post-IM2 (spoilers)
Preview: Tony “researches the physics” of Thor’s abilities.
Note: This is a continuation of “The Reality of Life with a Superhero” thread. I’m interspersing themes from the LJ Stark 100 challenge and LJ Pepperony 100 challenge so I can explore Tony’s blossoming superhero friendships and how this affects both his emotional growth and his relationship with Pepper (oh, and also so I can blow a few things up J.) Since I enjoyed the “Tony tinkers in the workshop” scenes so much in both movies, please indulge me this guilty pleasure J
“Okay, JARVIS, start scan … now.”
Tony Stark intently watched the computer screen as JARVIS ran the energy scan down the length of Donald Blake’s body. While in human form, Donald (aka Thor) was a rather ordinary looking physician. “I don’t get it … everything looks perfectly normal,” he stated, frustrated because he’d been unable to discover why Donald Blake, and only Donald Blake, was able to lift Mjolnir, the rather crude-looking hammer which transformed the mild-mannered Blake into the mighty Thor.
“You’re not the first person to try to figure this out, you know,” Blake stated. Although he had been in his Thor guise during the entire Myanmar/Mandarin cluster-fuck, Blake was still sporting noticeably singed hair and eyebrows.
“I don’t get it,” Tony said, scratching his head. “I’m definitely reading the energy signature when you pick up Mjolnir, but I can’t figure out why the device works for you, and only you. What does it feel like when you transform?”
“It’s as though I step aside and somebody else is using my body,” Blake stated. “I can observe what’s happening and the train of thought of this other being while he’s thinking, but I have no control over what my body is doing. I can’t access any thoughts or memories that aren’t part of whatever is going on at the moment. It’s as if I’m a computer chip processing a stream of data.”
Tony shuddered. “I don’t know how you do it, lift that thing knowing somebody else is going to be in charge. Lift it again. I want to see what happens.”
Blake lifted the hammer. Tony’s hair stood on end as static electricity permeated the air and a Tesla coil like aura surrounded Blake. He watched intently as the scanner revealed an energy surge going through Blake’s body and surround him momentarily before a blue light caused the transformation which turned him into his Thor alter-ego. The short-tempered Thor was much more difficult to deal with than the affable Donald Blake, but Tony and Thor had reached an understanding after Myanmar. Faced with the prospect of facing down the Mandarin in the near future, Thor had somewhat reluctantly consented to Tony’s poking and prodding.
“Thor,” Tony asked, “how much of what goes on while you are in your Donald Blake guise do you remember?”
“Nothing.”
“Do you have any awareness of what he’s thinking while you inhabit his body?”
“No.” Thor was a man of few words when in his Thor-mode.
“Do you have any awareness of Blake at all?”
“I’m aware there is another consciousness inside my head, but it’s as though it’s off to the side,” Thor replied.
“Have you ever tried to access Blake’s thoughts?”
“Why would I?” Thor inquired.
“Could you try it now?” Tony requested.
Thor’s gaze turned inward as he concentrated . “I got nothing.”
JARVIS chirped in, “Sir, when Thor attempted to communicate with his Donald Blake personality, I detected an unusual energy signature in his brain similar to the scans I picked up when he was battling the Mandarin.”
“Hmmm…” Tony murmured, his curiosity intensely aroused. “Show me on screen 4.” Thor came over and stared intently on the screen behind him as a PET scan showed an unusual ring of energy surrounding certain areas of Thor’s brain. “It’s almost as though something is happening to deliberately lock out those areas of the brain. Display holographically.” A three dimensional image of Thor’s brain filled the room.
“If we switch over to an EEG, you’ll see the neuro-electric discharge heads up these pathways and stops when it hits energy ring surrounding that part of the brain,” JARVIS observed.
Tony manipulated the hologram to observe the tiny electrochemical impulses reach the areas of the brain that were barricaded, build up, and then dissolve. “Now show me what happened when the Mandarin tied him in that feedback loop,” Tony ordered.
JARVIS showed a similar energy ring appear surrounding Thor’s body moments after the Mandarin had ringed his body with his own electric discharge and keep the unknown energy source from reaching his body. Had it not done so, Thor would be dead right now. He’d gotten singed, which meant the shield needed time to activate, but it was most definitely some kind of energy shield.
“Do you have any energy matches for the phenomenon?” Tony asked.
“Yes, Sir. The energy signature matches both Mjolnir, Thor’s hammer, and Megingjord, his Belt of Strength,” JARVIS replied. “Whatever power source they are using, it is the same.”
Thor looked down at the large iron belt which surrounded his waist. “Hmmm…” he grunted.
“JARVIS, hack into the Department of Defense computer and see if you find any matches to whatever power source Thor is using,” Tony stated. “Let me know if you find a match. And run the Mandarin while you’re at it.”
“Yes, sir,” JARVIS replied. “Sir, Miss Potts has called down to inform you lunch is ready. Butterfingers has prepared sandwiches for both you and Thor in the main kitchen.”
Tony winked at Thor. “Her majesty has invited you upstairs to the castle for lunch. Shall we go?”
Thor slapped Tony on the back and roared with laughter. “Good, strong woman. Like Valkyrie. Good for Iron Man!”
Tony laughed in return. “Yes, good strong woman. I like.”
******oooooooooooooooooooooooo*******
Deep inside the Cheyenne Mountain air force base, a red flag tripped on a Department of Defense computer and relayed the information to Sergeant Walter Davis. He typed the command to trace the inquiry back to the IP address and then picked up the phone. “Sir, we have a hit…”
Author: saichick
Challenge: Stark 100
Theme: 043 Unexpected
Rating: PG-13 (brief language)
Timeline: post-IM2 (spoilers)
Preview: Tony “researches the physics” of Thor’s abilities.
Note: This is a continuation of “The Reality of Life with a Superhero” thread. I’m interspersing themes from the LJ Stark 100 challenge and LJ Pepperony 100 challenge so I can explore Tony’s blossoming superhero friendships and how this affects both his emotional growth and his relationship with Pepper (oh, and also so I can blow a few things up J.) Since I enjoyed the “Tony tinkers in the workshop” scenes so much in both movies, please indulge me this guilty pleasure J
“Okay, JARVIS, start scan … now.”
Tony Stark intently watched the computer screen as JARVIS ran the energy scan down the length of Donald Blake’s body. While in human form, Donald (aka Thor) was a rather ordinary looking physician. “I don’t get it … everything looks perfectly normal,” he stated, frustrated because he’d been unable to discover why Donald Blake, and only Donald Blake, was able to lift Mjolnir, the rather crude-looking hammer which transformed the mild-mannered Blake into the mighty Thor.
“You’re not the first person to try to figure this out, you know,” Blake stated. Although he had been in his Thor guise during the entire Myanmar/Mandarin cluster-fuck, Blake was still sporting noticeably singed hair and eyebrows.
“I don’t get it,” Tony said, scratching his head. “I’m definitely reading the energy signature when you pick up Mjolnir, but I can’t figure out why the device works for you, and only you. What does it feel like when you transform?”
“It’s as though I step aside and somebody else is using my body,” Blake stated. “I can observe what’s happening and the train of thought of this other being while he’s thinking, but I have no control over what my body is doing. I can’t access any thoughts or memories that aren’t part of whatever is going on at the moment. It’s as if I’m a computer chip processing a stream of data.”
Tony shuddered. “I don’t know how you do it, lift that thing knowing somebody else is going to be in charge. Lift it again. I want to see what happens.”
Blake lifted the hammer. Tony’s hair stood on end as static electricity permeated the air and a Tesla coil like aura surrounded Blake. He watched intently as the scanner revealed an energy surge going through Blake’s body and surround him momentarily before a blue light caused the transformation which turned him into his Thor alter-ego. The short-tempered Thor was much more difficult to deal with than the affable Donald Blake, but Tony and Thor had reached an understanding after Myanmar. Faced with the prospect of facing down the Mandarin in the near future, Thor had somewhat reluctantly consented to Tony’s poking and prodding.
“Thor,” Tony asked, “how much of what goes on while you are in your Donald Blake guise do you remember?”
“Nothing.”
“Do you have any awareness of what he’s thinking while you inhabit his body?”
“No.” Thor was a man of few words when in his Thor-mode.
“Do you have any awareness of Blake at all?”
“I’m aware there is another consciousness inside my head, but it’s as though it’s off to the side,” Thor replied.
“Have you ever tried to access Blake’s thoughts?”
“Why would I?” Thor inquired.
“Could you try it now?” Tony requested.
Thor’s gaze turned inward as he concentrated . “I got nothing.”
JARVIS chirped in, “Sir, when Thor attempted to communicate with his Donald Blake personality, I detected an unusual energy signature in his brain similar to the scans I picked up when he was battling the Mandarin.”
“Hmmm…” Tony murmured, his curiosity intensely aroused. “Show me on screen 4.” Thor came over and stared intently on the screen behind him as a PET scan showed an unusual ring of energy surrounding certain areas of Thor’s brain. “It’s almost as though something is happening to deliberately lock out those areas of the brain. Display holographically.” A three dimensional image of Thor’s brain filled the room.
“If we switch over to an EEG, you’ll see the neuro-electric discharge heads up these pathways and stops when it hits energy ring surrounding that part of the brain,” JARVIS observed.
Tony manipulated the hologram to observe the tiny electrochemical impulses reach the areas of the brain that were barricaded, build up, and then dissolve. “Now show me what happened when the Mandarin tied him in that feedback loop,” Tony ordered.
JARVIS showed a similar energy ring appear surrounding Thor’s body moments after the Mandarin had ringed his body with his own electric discharge and keep the unknown energy source from reaching his body. Had it not done so, Thor would be dead right now. He’d gotten singed, which meant the shield needed time to activate, but it was most definitely some kind of energy shield.
“Do you have any energy matches for the phenomenon?” Tony asked.
“Yes, Sir. The energy signature matches both Mjolnir, Thor’s hammer, and Megingjord, his Belt of Strength,” JARVIS replied. “Whatever power source they are using, it is the same.”
Thor looked down at the large iron belt which surrounded his waist. “Hmmm…” he grunted.
“JARVIS, hack into the Department of Defense computer and see if you find any matches to whatever power source Thor is using,” Tony stated. “Let me know if you find a match. And run the Mandarin while you’re at it.”
“Yes, sir,” JARVIS replied. “Sir, Miss Potts has called down to inform you lunch is ready. Butterfingers has prepared sandwiches for both you and Thor in the main kitchen.”
Tony winked at Thor. “Her majesty has invited you upstairs to the castle for lunch. Shall we go?”
Thor slapped Tony on the back and roared with laughter. “Good, strong woman. Like Valkyrie. Good for Iron Man!”
Tony laughed in return. “Yes, good strong woman. I like.”
******oooooooooooooooooooooooo*******
Deep inside the Cheyenne Mountain air force base, a red flag tripped on a Department of Defense computer and relayed the information to Sergeant Walter Davis. He typed the command to trace the inquiry back to the IP address and then picked up the phone. “Sir, we have a hit…”