+1 multi-personality genius, monster, superhero, fugitive, doctor
2015-Feb-20, Friday 07:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
doctorbrucebannerIn one corner of Ten Forward, a man has taken his familiar spot, and sat there for some hours, with a break here or there. He has managed to stake out one table consistently, having figured the atmospheric content, the lighting, the temperature, and more, and deemed it suitable to his needs. There, various small pieces of machinery sat. They were his work, new designs of ideas from his world, technology that in some ways was more advanced than that which existed in this place and time, and reproduced, and mated with the concepts of this era's technology. He has been building these models to show how larger scale devices would work. Or to first make sure they work themselves.
Well, he's been here for two weeks now, and he's managed to make progress. He's managed to design one fully working model and that made him smile. The rest are still in various stages of work. In front of him, his PADD, his old cell-phone, and some pieces of Chitauri tech have been converted into a different kind of PADD, and laid flat on the table. Above it, a holographic screen hung, and there is where Bruce was currently working. He was working on equations to solve the inherent differences in energy source and structure between the two sciences.
His hands moved the hard light words and math around, as if working on a touch screen, and while he doesn't let the thought interrupt him, when he caught a glimpse of his now normal looking clothing, he felt a surge of gratitude for the fact that the Mardi Gras madness seemed to be ended.
Every now and then, he had been glancing around, looking to see if anyone else he knew was here. He had met Peggy, whom he had not known,. save by reputation, and Natasha, with whom he had... not a great relationship. And he had met one other, as well, and that one made him smile. Steve was a good man, honestly good. Bruce didn't agree with everything the man said, but he thought that Steve was one of the best humans he knew.
Despite this, he was unsure about meeting others. He was not really social, and he was not good at social... anything. But he kept his eyes open.
Well, he's been here for two weeks now, and he's managed to make progress. He's managed to design one fully working model and that made him smile. The rest are still in various stages of work. In front of him, his PADD, his old cell-phone, and some pieces of Chitauri tech have been converted into a different kind of PADD, and laid flat on the table. Above it, a holographic screen hung, and there is where Bruce was currently working. He was working on equations to solve the inherent differences in energy source and structure between the two sciences.
His hands moved the hard light words and math around, as if working on a touch screen, and while he doesn't let the thought interrupt him, when he caught a glimpse of his now normal looking clothing, he felt a surge of gratitude for the fact that the Mardi Gras madness seemed to be ended.
Every now and then, he had been glancing around, looking to see if anyone else he knew was here. He had met Peggy, whom he had not known,. save by reputation, and Natasha, with whom he had... not a great relationship. And he had met one other, as well, and that one made him smile. Steve was a good man, honestly good. Bruce didn't agree with everything the man said, but he thought that Steve was one of the best humans he knew.
Despite this, he was unsure about meeting others. He was not really social, and he was not good at social... anything. But he kept his eyes open.