Log:Blast From the Past, Scene 6

Blast From the Past 2018/02/26 Carl Meacham Spirit 6

The heroes have returned from Costa Rica and their investigation of Doctor Lassiter. A few days have passed, and now it's time to decide what's to become of Carl Meacham.

Dorian comes into the security area of the base, and he's let into where Meachum is being held. He smiles, "Mr. Meachum, you are free to go. I noted your response to the Air Force in my report. Uh...I quoted you exactly on that." He pauses, "I can walk you out."

Meacham is in his cell, watching television when Dorian comes into the area. He shakes his head. "Man, I can't believe Washington's team is any good right now... I guess a lot can happen in fifty years..." He rises to his feet and walks up to the barrier. "Yeah. The Air Force. It's like they want to keep me locked up too. No thank you," he says.

Meacham adds: "You're serious? I can just... go?"

Dorian nods. "I don't have a reason to hold you. And the Air Force clearly wants to keep tabs on you. I think you can expect they'll be monitoring you as best they can. But they're not going to try to hold you either, as far as I know. If anything, they should be making restitution to you for what happened." He pauses and adds, "I know your history, Mr. Meachum. I know why you ended up in that experiment. It required some digging, but I found out. This is a second chance. I'd like to not be having a similar discussion in short order, so...please make the most of the opportunity you have, okay?"

"A second chance?" Meacham says. He takes a moment to look down at the silver-clad flesh of his arms and hand. "Yeah, I suppose so." He tilts his head a little. "Wonder if I should get a lawyer or something..."

Dorian nods. "Probably a good idea, all things considered." He shuts off the barrier. "I'll walk you out. If you need anything, you're welcome to ask me. I'll do what I can."

"Yeah?" Meacham asks, perhaps sounding a little skeptical at the offer for help.

Dorian nods. "I mentioned before, I was in a nuclear accident. I know that changes like what you went through can be difficult to adapt to. I realize you might not trust me, as I work for the government. But this wouldn't be as a government employee. Just as a personal favor from myself. As a person."

"Yeah. Maybe," Meacham says. He steps across the threshold of the cell. He nods to Spirit, for him to lead the way out.

Dorian leads Meachum outside, to the street. He then offers a hand to Meachum, "Good luck, Mr. Meachum."

Meacham regards the proffered hand. He looks Spirit in the eyes before he takes Spirit's hand and shakes it. "I gotta admit. You've been pretty square with me." He adds after a moment: "Thanks."

Dorian grins, "You're welcome. Someone had to be." And with that, he heads back inside, leaving Meachum to his own devices.