Log:Lost Time, Scene 2

Lost Time 2017/01/06 	 Dorian Wolf Pulsar Lost|Charles Williams

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The reception area has muted black tiled floor, with the walls and roof painted off-white. The secretarial desk enclosure is barely twenty feet from the double set of glass doors. To its left is a large double-hinged door ominously labeled 'Security'. A seating area full of soft couches is to the right. Down the hallway that leads deeper into the building is the office of the Director of Operations and the exit to the landing field outside.

Dorian has already been appraised of Wolf's abilities, so he escorts the animal back to meet the patient.

Wolf follows along happily

Purely by chance, Pulsar- Earth's Newest Holographic Hero is on patrol through the SouthEast of the US. This passes him through Colonial Bay.

After a quick highspeed robbery foiling, Pulsar decides to see if Commander Dorian Perrault might spare a few moments to discuss his newly-acquired powers and how he might better use them.

He flies towards Gamma Base, and then lands just outside the building. He walks inside to find a consierge to see if the Commander has time to see him.

The woman at the desk has Pulsar sign in. Commander Perrault stops by the front desk briefly with Wolf on the way to the med bay. Dorian smiles, "Nice to see you again. We were just about to check on a patient who was brought in. Were you there for the incident with Charles? The guy who can see into other dimensions?" He leads Wolf and Pulsar down the hall.

Wolf pads alongside, *SEND*-ing to Pulsar to catc him up-to-speed:

A soldier lies within, to heal

his mind and body's scars.

But once he sailed the skies above -

and fought amongst the stars.

Now Charles lies abed within,

Asleep -- perchance to dream?

And here we stand, and with new Gifts. ..

Quite lucky it would seem!

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Pulsar shakes his head, "No I wasn't, but Argent here filled me in on what happened. Always tough to see one of our Vets effected this way after coming home." His tone is somber, but earnest. He really does feel for the man- and likely for all those who serve & protect as well.

Pulsar thinks to Wolf, .o0(Lucky indeed- mostly because you showed up. I'm not sure many otehrs would have been so ... dogged about someone like Charles.

Super-pup to the rescue!)

He scratches Wolf behind the ears as they walk with the Commander.

Dorian nods. "Dr. Simmons has done some amazing work to try to calm him, but there's only so much she was able to do." The group reaches the door. "I suggest no sudden moves or sounds. He's still pretty...jumpy." He opens the door and leads the other two inside. Charles is sitting up in a bed, looking quite a bit more lucid, but still a little spacey.

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A man that looks homeless. He has long black hair that has that 'crazy' look to it, sticking out in places. His beard matches. The clothing he's wearing includes a military surplus jacket and torn jeans. If one gets close enough to him...the man reeks to high heaven.

Wolf wags happily to see his friend. He tilts his head to one side, asking how he feels today as he slowly peeks into the room.

Pulsar looses a lot of his glow as they enter the room. He nods cordially to Charles. He notices that the man is looking much better than the memory of him Argent shared when he first began his watch just outside Gamma Base's front gate. But he doesn't say much as Wolf greets Charles.

Charles blinks a couple of times and then nods. "Hello commander. Puppy. And person I don't know." He rubs his chin slowly.

Pulsar smiles at that, "Good afternoon! I'm a friend of the Pup too. He's spoken a lot about you- thought I'd pay you a visit myself, if you don't mind sir. See if there's anyway I can help you too." Pulsar explains as he steps forward- slowly, to offer Charles his outstretched hand.

Wolf watches Charles carefully for the tell-tale "sideways" look he gets when he's about to *VORP* something to another dimension. If he sees that, he'll gently tug Pulsar back.

Charles doesn't reach to shakes Pulsar's hand, "Please forgive me. I wouldn't want to send you elsewhere, sir." He looks...tired. And perhaps drugged, but that's hard to say for sure. At the very least, he looks mentally exhausted.

"Oh- right. Of course." Pulsar says as he realizes he's made a bit of a blunder. He tries not to scold himself for it mentally. "No need to forgive anything, Sir." He smiles warmly and speaks openly as his emblem pulses with its own light. Its very dim- almost unnoticeable under the sterile white light of the hospital room.

Dorian nods. "Charles, I've been told that our canine friend here might be able to help you, if you'll permit the attempt?" Charles just nods slowly, "Sure. It can't possible be worse than were I was a few weeks ago."

Wolf will proceed very slowly with the Transform set to minimum AP power, giving Charles total control over the process and plenty of time to say "stop" . ..

. . . if something doesn't feel quite right or if it's going too fast and he's getting dizzy or whatnot.

Charles remains quiet the entire time that Wolf works. But he slowly starts to become more lucid. Before long, he's looking perkier. "I'm not sure exactly what was done, but I do feel better."

Wolf wags happily, watching Charles perk up, and seems quite pleased that the shifty ozone smell is gone from Charles Aura-scent.

Pulsar watches in extreme interest as Wolf begins his voodoo-hoodoo act. He smiles at Commander Dorian Perrault as the process continues with amazement all over his face. He's quite surprised by how lucid Charles is looking already.

Dorian smiles, "I'll have Dr. Simmons check on you later. Even if we do release you, we'll likely want you to check in with us every so often."

Wolf sends that Dancing Coyote can also possibly help, over at the Harrisburg clinic.

There's a knock on the door, and a Starguard soldier steps in and hands a small datapad to Dorian.

Charles nods to Dorian and smiles. "She's nice enough. I'm happy to talk with her some more."

Pulsar nods and makes note of the names used. He may not be very fragile anymore, but knowing a couple of doctors who are well-equipped to deal with metas is definitely perceived as important information.

Dorian takes a look at the datapad and frowns. "Well...there goes my weekend."

Hearing the Commander lament, Pulsar's smile softens before nearly disappearing entirely.

"Oh- something come up? Anything I can assist with Commander Perrault?" He asks with true concern written all over his face.

Wolf also quirks a fuzzy eyebrow and looks up at Dorian quizzically

Dorian considers his answer for a long moment. "Might as well tell you. It'll be on the news in short order, I think. We had a prisoner disappear. From Tranquility."

Wolf gulps worriedly

Dorian shakes his head, "Even worse, it's someone with a personal vendetta against me. Syphon. Who used to be me." He chuckles. "It's complicated."

Wolf looks from Pulsar to Dorian and back again. He understands than an escape from Luna is BAD NEWS. But he doesn't at all yet get the "who used to be me" part. ..

Dorian rubs his chin. "I should explain a bit more. I was involved in a nuclear accident a long time ago and became the hero 'Syphon'. I was a living power battery. I lived on solar energy or...batteries. Or the life force of living things. My body would lash out at them and drain energy."

"Oh- oh man... that cannot be a good thin-" Pulsar begins saying until Spirit says this villain used to be him. A quizical look rolls over his face.

He listens with his full attention as Dorian explains things a bit more.

"Glad you aren't doing that anymore." He says with a smirk when Dorian admits he was a walking energy drain.

Wolf squnches up his nose speculative, *sniff*-ing gently at Dorian's aura to see if any traces of this "Syphon" entity remain with Dorian atm?

Dorian says, "There was an incident here at Starguard's airfield, long before I joined Starguard full time. I was killed by Yellow Jacket, a member of the Deadly Stingers. Or rather, my body was torn apart. It released living energy."

Wolf eyes grow wide

Dorian chuckles. "I'll keep the story short, since it gets complicated. Bilbo, one of the scientists for Starguard...the monkey who ran for mayor? Yeah, that one. He gathered up part of my energy and stored it in a robot. But I had already started to reform a body for myself. I wanted to get rid of the angst and pain in my life, so I...left that part behind. But...that's the part that Bilbo captured.

Dorian says, "I became Spirit, the person you see today. My other 'half' eventually escaped the robot Bilbo had trapped him in, and reformed again as Syphon. He's filled with rage and self-loathing."

Wolf looks down at his paws sadly, feeling compassion and remorse for any being with that tragic an Origin.

Dorian says, "He's energy, just like me. But he could look like anyone or anything. And he chooses to wallow by looking like I did when I was at my lowest."

Wolf looks up at Dorian, curious as to what that looked like exactly?

Dorian chuckles. "There are news clippings of what I looked like. But I can show you. One moment."

There's a flash of light, and Dorian's form shifts. His hair is gone, as are most of his facial features.

Wolf nods, thinking that would be easier than telepathically contacting Julius and having Julius look up the news reports and telepathically send it to Wolf. (Sometimes not-having-thumbs makes life more complex than you'd think)

Dorian's voice is muffled now. "I was fortunate. I fell in love with someone who didn't mind that I looked like this. But I wasn't going to pass on the chance to look human again. To BE human again."

"Oh- yikes." Pulsar says, "Things musta been pretty tough going for you then." He says understandably, even finding a bit of himself in Spirit's own story. he knows he'd split with his sad and angsty inner-self if he could. Perhaps there's something to be learned from Spirit's plight.

Wolf nods firmly, appreciating Dorian's POV. He glances to Pulsar, who, he knows, is working through similar issues

Dorian changes back to his original appearance, in his Starguard uniform. "I can go a straight energy to matter conversion. So I literally become human. Syphon might have figured out how to do the same, I guess. I'm not sure how that gets him out of the prison, though."

Dorian rubs the back of his neck. "Well, I'll have to do some investigating. I'll keep you both in mind once I know more."

"So how much time do we have before he's Earthside?" Pulsar asks, trying not to get caught up in the history of the situation. HE realizes if Spirit and by proxy Syphon can move at luminal speeds, their time is short.

Dorian shrugs, "If he can move like I can...half an hour?"

Dorian says, "I'm being optimistic. It would be more like 5 minutes."

Pulsar looks down to Wolf. "Oh so plenty of time then." He's kidding of course and his tone implies it. "Perhaps I'll stick close to Colonial Bay today, that way you can get a hold of me if necessary." Though how is really the question. its not like as a living being made out of light that he carries a cellphone or anything with him. He'd just loose it the second he tried to teleport anywhere.

Dorian nods. "I'll put out a call on HeroNet if I need assistance. And if you don't know what that is...check it out." He chuckles.

Wolf looks to Dorian and *Asks* for a memory of what Sy smells like. Or, really, -any- memories of Sy he's willing to Share. Might not be too useful if Sy is fond of flying, but, anything helps at this point!

Wolf glances sidelong at Pulsar, in a "this adventure . . . could really go sideways . . ." kind of way. Wolf seems a bit worried about anyone with the capacity to evade Luna's grasp, in fact.

"Oh- I've heard of HeroNet, my abilities just don't really lend themselves to carrying a personal device." Pulsar admits, "But I guess I can make pitstops. So I'll keep an eye out." He nods to the Commander, already considering his options. It might be prudent to try to intercept Syphon as he makes his way to Earth.

Dorian nods. "Just keep an eye out. And thanks."