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trans_92009-03-24 10:21 pm
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The Doctor is Out (and still in at the same time?)
Brainiac 5, for all his 12th-level genius, is an idiot. Sometimes there's just this thing that mad scientist nerds do, a sort of super-focus that overrides all else. Brainy seems to be in that fugue state of total concentration right now, as he distractedly gets himself some food.
He's an idiot because it's been days since he's, you know, eaten, because he still hasn't slept, and because he still hasn't had his own injuries tended to. (The plant-sap is a wound sealant and antibacterial agent. It'll do for now, is his reasoning).
Even now, he's synched up his omnicom to the vitals of the few left in the MedBay, and is plinking away at it. Sam is stable, but still in his coma, or else he wouldn't have left.
"Omnicom, record under medical file for Winchester, Sam. New entry. Neural regeneration proceeding as planned, and neural grafts seems to be healing cleanly. Vital signs are stable. BP and pulse are at normal parameters, but further monitoring is advised..."
While distracted, and prone to bumping into someone else with his tray as he carries it back with him to a table to wolf down slop as quickly as he's able, he's there, if anyone has need of him, or wants to goggle at the green guy (if they're new), or wants to know why Superman wanted to beat him up.
He's an idiot because it's been days since he's, you know, eaten, because he still hasn't slept, and because he still hasn't had his own injuries tended to. (The plant-sap is a wound sealant and antibacterial agent. It'll do for now, is his reasoning).
Even now, he's synched up his omnicom to the vitals of the few left in the MedBay, and is plinking away at it. Sam is stable, but still in his coma, or else he wouldn't have left.
"Omnicom, record under medical file for Winchester, Sam. New entry. Neural regeneration proceeding as planned, and neural grafts seems to be healing cleanly. Vital signs are stable. BP and pulse are at normal parameters, but further monitoring is advised..."
While distracted, and prone to bumping into someone else with his tray as he carries it back with him to a table to wolf down slop as quickly as he's able, he's there, if anyone has need of him, or wants to goggle at the green guy (if they're new), or wants to know why Superman wanted to beat him up.

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He attempts to turn around and leave...
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It perhaps seems at first as if Brainy hasn't seen Superman, as he's still looking at his omnicom as he talks too Danny, but then, with only a brief glance up, he says, "If you'll excuse me for a moment..."
He gets up, walks over, reaches into one of the pouches of his belt, and holds out a small, lead box to Superman, without a word.
It's likely familiar, and Brainy isn't the last person Kal handed that box to.
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Brainy winces.
"I wasn't certain if you were infested and I needed you to hold still for scanning to determine it. You were a significant threat if under their control, and it was the safest route to take," he says to Danny.
To Superman, he says, "Yes. It's a ring composed of kryptonite. It was in Robin's possession--he nearly killed Supergirl and Superboy with it while under the parasite's control."
And he assumes that all three of them do not want kryptonite in a Brainiac's possession.
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He then looks at Brainiac. "I had originally given it to his mentor to have a way to stop me if I should lose control. Someone on the ship should have it, but until I get a sense of the who and the when..."
He sighs. "Thank you." He then offers a hand. "I'm sorry for earlier."
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"We have worked together once before, by my own personal timeline. You appear to have been pulled before then, or you would have recognized me. As this was technically our first meeting for you, your reaction, given my ancestor's villainy is...understandable. I faced him myself when the Legion of Superheroes was briefly trapped in the 20th century, and he nearly destroyed me."
Then he and Brainiac 2 beat him with sticks, and the Legion came to save him. That had been a close one, though.
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He goes on, "I'm from the 31st century of your universe's timeline. The Legion of Superheroes is a group of individuals from the worlds that comprise an organization known as the United Planets, that have banded together to maintain peace and protect the innocent from harm. Legionnaires never kill, we adhere to the rules and laws of the UP, and only break said laws if we have firm evidence that a world's government is somehow violating sentient rights."
He tilts his head slightly. "Our protocols are founded in the ideology of the heroes of your time--and in the example you yourself have set for heroism. While no complete historical records have survived to our time, your legend and tales of the other heroes of your age have endured for a thousand years."
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"My death was temporary? How does someone temporarily die?" He was starting to get more and more confused...nothing seemed to make sense.
And he was hungry and what Brainy ate looked like something Pa would feed the pigs back in Kansas.
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"Admittedly, I'm far more familiar with Daxamite physiology, but Daxamites, when exposed to a yellow sunlight, have a much slower rate of cell death and decay. It means the window for potential resuscitation is much longer--if damage to the body can be adequately repaired. It's entirely possible that you did indeed 'die'--that is, respiration and cardiac activity ceased--but were later revived by someone that had the capacity to repair whatever damage had been done to your body and properly resuscitate you. It's a distant possibility, I will admit, but still a possibility."
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Oh, how he hates it so...
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Brilliant comeback Danny.
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"Stop that."
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