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Robots Can't Catch You If You're On Fire [OPEN]

The hallway just outside the med-bay was a pretty convenient place to be dropped. Doc would have wanted to go there anyway given the state he was in when GLaDOS finally spit him out, still smoking, in an unceremonious heap on the floor. He sat up slowly, looking himself over, patting a few places to be sure they were out before finally slumping against the wall opposite the one he'd fallen through, a slightly hysteric grin on his face beneath the mask. After a moment's stunned silence he began to laugh. "Hah...haha.... ROBOTS CAN'T CATCH YOU IF YOU'RE ON FIRE EITHER!!!" he finally shouted, throwing his arms up over his head in victory and then promptly flipping the bird at the wall. "SUCK ON THAT ANGRY TESTING LADY!"

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"You were being attacked with robots. And you set yourself on fire to evade them."

Hanging from a nearby ceiling was Spider-Man, confused and amazed at the smoldering ninja.

"I'll need to remember that when I get attacked by robots. So, ah... you look like you could use a good doctor."

Steve was on his way to medical when he heard the shout, and it occurred to him that hey, being on fire was pretty easy for him. Then he wondered why he was acknowledging such a bizarre statement screamed across the halls of the ship. Man, people went crazier here every day.

But then he spotted where the voice had come from, and his eyes widened to see a familiar face.

"Dr... McNinja?"

"Oh, well, I AM a doctor, so that works out nicely." Doc replied, peering up at the dangling Spider-Man with surprise on his face.

"Also, to be fair, the fire was provided for me. I merely jumped into it."

Now? Spidey was just gawking at this guy.

"You're a doctor. And you're dressed up like a ninja." he said, matter-of-factly. "Y'know, I shouldn't be surprised. I mean, we have a Council that has a book, a cat and Superman as part of it, and... somehow I'm a helper to a group of Power Rangers. Yet, here I am, surprised."

Yeah, he's trying to wrap his mind around it.

"...actually, that's pretty cool. A ninja doctor who jumps into fire willingly. Wolverine's got NOTHING on you!"

Doc looked up, smiling in something akin to relief when he saw Steve just down the hall.

"Hey! It's you!" he said, before a hacking smoke-lunged cough into his fist tripped up his terribly articulate greeting.

His lab coat and pants were rather blackened, really, and he sighed as he surveyed them a little. "Uh, do you know where I can get some spare clothes?

"Well that's a helpful piece of advice." said the Tauren with the robotic arm, not the least bit phased about the doctor's entrance.

"Need any help?"

"Um... maybe in medical or science?" he offered. That was the only place he could think of to find extra labcoats. He approached the doctor with his usual Stevely wariness, but seemed to relax as he was convinced it was the real McNinja.

"Have you really been in with that bitch AI all this time?"

"Wow, I think that might be the coolest compliment I've ever been given." Doc laughed, slowly climbing up from the floor, checking to see that all his limbs seemed to still be in working order.

"I get the feeling I've been out of the loop for a while if a cat is on the council now, though..."

"Uh, so you would be Spiderman right? Judging from the sticky ceiling hanging business."

"Define 'all this time'?" Doc asked warily. "Have I really been gone that long? I mean it FELT like I was doing those tests forever but there's no turn of day or night in that stupid lab arena thing."

He rubbed the back of his neck, then deliberately torqued his neck from side to side until he heard a ripple of satisfying cracks from his vertebrae on each side.

"...Don't try that at home." he told Steve, almost as an afterthought. "How have you been?"

Steve was a little hesitant to actually define how long "all this time" had been. Months, by his count. "Well, it's... been a while," he finally admitted. "A lot's happened. I guess I'm okay, overall, though I wasn't for a while..."

He made a face and sighed, looking like he wanted to change the subject suddenly. "But really. Are you okay?"

"You don't see any parts of me still on fire do you?" Doc asked, blinking up at the Tauren standing above him for a moment.

"If you don't I think I'll be okay, but thanks for asking."

"I am ... not entirely sure how long I've been on fire." Doc said, a little sheepish, weaving just a touch as he got to his feet.

Oh WOW that was some dizziness... Probably the smoke inhalation.

"I should probably sit down, actually."

"You should probably stop, drop and roll," Steve corrected, deadpan.

Cowabunga scanned him quickly. "Smouldering a little, but otherwise you're good."

Well, that hadn't been someone she'd been expecting to see - no less in his current smoldering state. But the mage quickly dashed to his side. "Doctor?!"

"Nanoha?" He blinked up at her, a touch surprised by mostly pleased, waving briefly before continuing to pat at a few still smouldering bits of his pants.

"Hey, how have you been?"

Doc smirked, then laughed out loud.

"You been working on your quips while I've been gone?"

"Okay good, smouldering is okay." Doc climbed slowly to his feet, leaning on the wall a little more than he really would have liked to. Oh sitting down was probably good.

"Is the medical bay still that way?" he asked jerking a thumb toward the end of the hall. "I think I've been gone a while..."

"Hey, I've always been funny. I just usually have too much on my mind to say anything," Steve pointed out, cracking a grin.

"I've been," a telling pause, "...all right!" She offered him a slender hand if he needed help standing up. It was true, she'd mostly been all right - but her fiancee's evil mother was on board the ship, said fiancee had reverted to her 9-year-old self, and things were getting kind of hectic.

But that could wait. "Please tell me she didn't have you running mazes all this time."

"...Well, yes, yes she did. She also reminded me constantly that my completion time was tons better when you were testing with me."

He shot her a wry grin through the mask, accepting her hand and letting her pull him back to his feet.

"Thanks." he told her, leaning a little more heavily than he liked on the wall. "I think I'm gonna go find an oxygen tank in medical. Maybe just.. breathe some of that till I don't feel so lightheaded. Want to come along and fill me in on what I've missed?"

"Always something going on in your head, huh?" Doc said, grinning back.

"Well it's nice to see you relaxed enough to make a joke, then."

He looked toward the medical bay almost longingly.

"Uh, I think I'm going to find a place to sit down and maybe breathe some concentrated oxygen. Want to come along?"

"Something like that," he said, shrugging his shoulders and following along. "I was heading to medical anyway, actually... gotta go get my shots."

"Shots?" Doc raised a brow, curious.

Steve clutched at his arm a little awkwardly, shrugging his shoulders again. "Yeah. Once a week, I get these shots that keep the virus dormant. They just came up with them a few months ago."

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