"Okay, try to stay still," Sue says over the intercom from the control room of the altered MRI Reed had built for her. Ben was still her favorite puzzle and so another round of tests was the order of the day. "Hopefully Reed's adjustments will give me a better look inside you."

Ben would nod or say something but a) he's currently crammed inside the ( Read more... )

I'm learning to walk again
I believe I've waited long enough
Where do I begin?
I'm learning to talk again
Can't you see I've waited long enough
Where do I begin?
Ben woke at five a.m. feeling the walls of depression closing about him again and decided to try something different than weathering the storm. He tried pacing his room, watching movies, ( Read more... )

[[This entry's song: Times Like These]]

The next day Ben is still feeling down but fighting to remember that it won't last forever when there's a knock on his door. Startled, he stares at it for a good minute before getting up to answer it. No one ever visits in any other capacity than official and they never knock for that. Okay, Johnny visits too ( Read more... )

[This entry's song: Winter]
The grenade fits in his mouth with surprisingly little difficulty but he needs to look into a mirror to find the pin. Turning he takes one (hopefully) final look out at the city and the sunset when he sees a couple on the roof of the building across the way and a little down. They're kissing and seem to be having a good ( Read more... )

[This entry's soundtrack: All My Life]

Eighteen hours ago he was pacing his room after having been confined to quarters after the accident, confined until a full investigation could be completed.

The sickening snap echos in his thoughts.
Twelve hours ago he tried reading some Shakespeare but couldn't focus, "to be or not to be" was too close to home.

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[Interlude's soundtrack: Foo Fighters, Learning to Fly]

Three days later and Ben can't decide if he should be impressed or creeped out by all the different ways to kill or maim the think tank has come up with. Some are simple enough but some really make you wonder how they came up with the idea in the first place. He's also a little unnerved by how ( Read more... )

"Come on guys, I'd be perfect for testing stuff on," Ben's saying in his most persuasive tone of voice. "Using robots to fire things won't tell you if the gun's gonna fire badly or hurt the shooter right?"

"True," 'Death corset' Jossie says. "But your skin will take a lot more punishment than a solders."

"You can put pressure gauges on me."

"It would ( Read more... )