Doctor doctor, gimme the news

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

After the meeting, and after some bickering with the Emergency Medical Hologram, down at the bottom of the Hub, Brainy is arranging the MedBay to his liking and familiarizing himself with the medical equipment and its functions.

Right now, for instance, as anyone walks in the door, he's wearing some sort of scanning goggles and a rather sinister-looking surgical glove with micro-scalpels, little lasers and surgical saws on the fingertips.

This makes him look like a green-faced Freddy Krueger with mad scientist goggles. For anyone that walks in like he instructed him to at the meeting, this is the first thing they see.

"Hmmmm."

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[its-keeper.livejournal.com]

Frown.

"That's not how it works. Why are you making fun of my magic? What is your problem?"

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

"I'm not making fun. I'm largely speaking from experience," he says, busying himself over the scans. What is his problem? "My problem is that we don't live in an orderly Multiverse that adheres to sensible laws and rules. We live in one where all it takes is a sprinkle of--of pixie dust and then two plus two equals fruitbat."

His problem is that he needs something annoying to fixate on to ignore everything bothering him.

[its-keeper.livejournal.com]

Will rolls her eyes. "I'd have waaaaay fewer problems in math class if I could make the answer whatever I wanted it to be."