Bruce Banner | 001 | Video

[greenisnteasy]

Hi. My name's Bruce Banner. I'm a doctor and a scientist. Not to flood everyone with information or to alarm anyone, I feel like I need to say a few things.

If you could gather up the medicine you find in your house and bring it to the pharmacy in the middle of the town, that'd be appreciated. You're welcome to keep a small supply of your typical things, like aspirin, but it'd be a good idea to centralize everything else.

Clearly whoever was living here left in a hurry. Keep an eye on yourselves for signs of illness, including radiation sickness, in case there was a biological reason for the evacuation. Nausea and vomiting are going to be your first indicators that something could be wrong radiation-wise.

I could make a Geiger counter or something similar to test the radiation levels, but I need some electronic parts, and I can't seem to find any except for these cameras. And I don't really recommend taking those apart unless you like getting electrocuted and blacking out.

[That had been fun, and by fun he means he was incredibly grateful that he hadn't Hulked out.]

If you find any parts that don't give you a shocking experience, could we share?

Um... Keep calm and carry on. [But no really, he hopes they can avoid some The Monsters are Due on Maple Street style panic.]

Comments

[onteamdyson]

I have a hypothetical medical question!

[greenisnteasy]

I completely believe the situation is hypothetical. Shoot.

[onteamdyson]

Wow. Ouch. One sentence in and you already doubt the authenticity of my hypothetical situation. [But she's grinning.]

Okay, so say some people, not necessarily people here, potentially were to eat some pie without checking said pie first. How long would it take for them to hypothetically know if they'd been poisoned and were destined to die? Is it the same timeline as eating death-soup? Because then I'd... hypothetically have a rough estimate.

To give to them.

The two people. That aren't me and someone else.

[greenisnteasy]

When didn't you and someone not eat some pie? Also please at least tell me you hypothetically checked for mold.

[onteamdyson]

Yesterday, and if we had eaten any, it would have only been because it looked delicious and very un-moldy and it probably would have tasted like heaven on a fork.

[greenisnteasy]

Poison can take anywhere from a few hours to a few days to take effect, and considering we're all currently eating the food... I guess we'll find out soon enough. Your first clue's probably going to be gastrointestinal distress -- you know, the stuff you take Pepto Bismol for. If you do get an upset stomach, it might just be food poisoning, too.

You know, if you ate the pie, which you didn't.

[could_be_dangerous]

[Sherlock still prefers to stick to audio, but his voice is no doubt recognisable enough.]

Well, Mr. Churchill, should you ever find yourself in need of a chemist, do let me know. I have experience with pharmaceuticals.

[onteamdyson]

Exactly. Completely hypothetical.

[She smiles even wider. This guy is alright.] Thanks for your unneeded medical expertise, Dr. Banner. It would probably be appreciated if we'd eaten untested poisoned pie. Just a heads up? Asking people to share their parts might be sending the wrong message.

[greenisnteasy]

That sounds really sketchy, but it's appreciated. There are two other doctors here, one of them's in hematology, but I'm not sure how many scientists we have other than the two of us now.

[He fiddles with his communicator until he switches the voice channel to private.]

So... How do you feel about making sure there's no poison in the food?

[greenisnteasy]

The best medical expertise is unneeded medical expertise. [Look, an honest comment!] Happy to help, Ms...?

And, well. That's the burden of being this hot. [Says the greying man who looks his age of 40-some and has kind of a pooch and is currently wearing a worn-in, wrinkled shirt.]

[could_be_dangerous]

[Sherlock follows suit before responding.]

I'll need reagents. What did you have in mind?

[onteamdyson]

Kenzi. Just Kenzi.

[Hey, some chicks dig the distinguished look. Plus, he's a doctor. And kind of hilarious.] If you need me to fill in as crowd control, just let me know. I'll beat the ladies off ya, doc. Might even do it for free.

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

[Veronica knocks with her foot as she shoves her way into the pharmacy, carrying a box full of bills and compresses.]

There was something that looked inauspiciously like an old catheter, too. Hope you don't mind if I didn't bring it with me. I have plans to never touch it, ever.

... Keep calm and carry on?

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

You need batteries or something? I can help with the electricity. Just not sure about the parts.








[But wait, Banner. That isn't all. There's a real reason Elle is offering her assistance.]

But it'll cost you.

[hung_garian]

Yeah, radiation warnings, that's not gonna alarm people. Why not just hand out booklets about the Black Death and bird flu while you're at it, huh?

[greenisnteasy]

Wait, are you a pop star? I might be out of the North American loop.

[noblexcompanion]

Seriously... Will everyone stop with the radiation talk? It's unnerving to say the least. Our skin could melt off and our insides could boil. I don't want to die.

[onteamdyson]

............................. Do I LOOK like a pop star?! Really!? Really?! I mean I did used to play drums for... [Nate. Oh, Nate. She couldn't call him her boyfriend and calling him her ex hurt too damn much. She clears her throat and shakes her head with what she hopes is an amused-looking smile.]

No. Definitely not a pop star. Just not a fan of last names.

[greenisnteasy]

Whatever you can find to work with. I can help. And... be quiet about it.

[greenisnteasy]

You know. The World War II slogan about bombs in London, now popular internet meme.

[He's impressed with her haul and gets up to help set it down and start going through it.]

I can forgive the lack of catheter this time. I guess. How're you settling in?

[greenisnteasy]

It's not batteries so much as some circuitry.

You can have my entire wallet.

[greenisnteasy]

Nah, the Black Plague's pretty treatable.

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

[Elle doesn't look particularly impressed.]

I'll take food. Like, cooked food. [Elle herself doesn't cook. She can find the fridge, but anything that needs more than a microwave is an enemy of common sense everywhere.]

[greenisnteasy]

None of those are symptoms and if they were, they would've happened already. We're past the point of serious concern here and are mainly looking at some upset stomachs.

Really, there's no need to panic. Whatever happened, we clearly showed up after things were serious.

What's your name?

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I just didn't think it would be relevant. But then, you are older than the average male. [She wrinkles her nose at him, helping to set everything out before growing serious.]

I'm... okay. I'm in the attic of one of the houses - thought it would help with the spying and all. Turns out, whatever bastards put us here can fit in the attic.

Which shouldn't be a surprise, since I got a mattress up there.

And they were old people, too. So if ever you need a backlog of stuff for the past seventy years, be it holiday decorations or old photographs, I'm your girl.