1629/The Fantastic Four Investigates

The Fantastic Four Investigates
Date of Scene:	25 July 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Thing, Mister Fantastic, Invisible Woman, Brainiac 5, Invisible Kid

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Ben Grimm (333) has posed:
The great thing about the Fantasicar is.. It really isn't a car, no matter how Hantastic it is. In fact, it is just how FANTASTIC the Fantasticar is that MAKES it more than a Fantastic Car.. It's also a Fantastic SPACESHIP!

From his larger than normal, heavily reinforced, seat Ben pilots the Fantasticar towards the coordinates given. He is dressed in his onepeice jumpsuit that he tends to wear on space missions, bearing the Fantasic Four's logo, insted of his more abbreviated 'uniform'.

"I still ain't seein this ship on tha sensors, Stretcho.. ya sure we gots tha right coordinates? Cuz if it is, it 'as the best cloaking tech /I/ ever saw.. And I've seen quite a bit, ya knows?" he asks.

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    Reed looks up from the screen he's perusing, then extends his neck, leaning his head up so he can peer over Ben's shoulder at the readouts. "Well, these are the correct coordinates..." he says thoughfully. "But they may have advanced stealth abilities that we can't detect. I wonder how....hmmmm." His head pulls back as he retracts it. "That's something I'd be curious to see, though I imagine they wouldn't be keen to share technology that far in advance of us for fear of disrupting the timeline.

Invisible Woman has posed:
    Sue's in her own compartment herself, and chuckling over to Ben. "Well...if it wasn't for Valeria, we wouldn't have coordinates at all. Seems she found a way to find it." Sue then shakes her head. "At the rate she's going, Reed. She's gonna be smarter than you. As long as her Ego doesn't get as bad as Victor's." She then tilts her head. "You can't see anything either....can you, Ben?"

Brainiac 5 has posed:
It emerges when you round the curve of a moon -- a spaceship, sitting in high orbit, shaped vaguely like one of the old Klingon cruisers from Star-Trek. Rounded bridge, a long neck connecting it to the rear compartment of the ship. It is a true cruiser, surprisingly large; it looks as if it could hold a crew component of a few dozen people.

A moment later, a transmission comes through. "This is Legion Cruiser, contacting unidentified craft, please provide a callsign, over?"

Invisible Kid has posed:
    Within that ship, Lyle watches a pair of monitors closely. "Huh. Quite an advanced craft for the era," he says, bringing up a best available view on a third monitor. "What do you think, chief? I can't get a fix on their propulsion system... either it's so archaic we don't bother with it anymore, or it's just completely sideways to anything I've ever worked with." He turns a monitor towards Brainy with an inquisitive shrug.

Ben Grimm (333) has posed:
Back in the TOTALLy AWESOME FANTASICAR THAT HAS NO EQUAL ANYWHERE IN TIME OR SPACE (ahem), Ben snorts at Sue's comment and checks their vector, directing the fantasticar with a delicate touch and grace that one would think a brute like him wouldn't possibly be able to achieve. Until they remembered that Ben wasn't just handsome, but a seasoned astronaut and test pilot. "If they wuz concerned about contiminatin' tha timeline they wouldn't 'ave come /BACK/ in time.. or contacted us.. Thats already gotta be disruptin /sumthin/.. Darned time travel.." he grumbles.. "And No, I can't see nuthuin yet.. Maybe we shoulda brought /Val/ up 'ere instead.. Tha lil sweety woulda loved this.." he says, and respectfully says NOTHING regarding egos and Victor..

Right then he recieves the signal, and can actaually /see/ vessel finally. "Well whatayaknow. There she is!" he says. "Still don't 'ave 'er on the sensors but I can /see/ the darned thing.. Meh.. not tha most impressive ship I ever layed my beautiful blue peepers on though.." he says with a bit of disdain, then flips the com open. "Yah yah, hold yer horses, ya paloots.. This is Ben Grimm, aka The Idol of Millions, aka Tha Thing, pilotin tha Fantasticar.. Meanin we're tha Fantastic Four.. Or tha Fantastic Three at tha moment since our resident hothead isn't here at tha moment.. Meanin ya got tha better three." he looks over his shoulder and grins at Sue and Reed. "Anyways.. Gimme a beacon or sumthin' cause while I'm pretty sure I can eyeball a dockin' I don't wanna scratch tha paint... Over."

Brainiac 5 has posed:
Brainy turns away from the monitor, and says, "It looks like a flying bathtub. Which probably means it's some sort of anti-gravity sled, similar to our flight rings. Sophisticated short-range transport capable of extra-atmospheric flight." He muses. "Not bad. And a curious design reflecting a strong Kirbyistic aesthetic... you don't see that much anymore."

He hits the button again. "Fantasticar, we are lowering our shield, please approach to the coordinates I am transmitting and we will meet you at the hangar." He rouses from his chair. "Well, Invisible Kid, let's greet our guests!"

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    "Valeria is going to be difficult to keep up with when she reaches her teen years for that reason, I suspect...ahh..." Reed breathes out, leaning forward as he watches the passive scans from the other ship, then looks at it. "...aesthetically well designed, if unusual." he says thoughfully, nodding to Ben. "And totally off sensors with no sign of visual wavelength blockers or of any sort of jamming field that I can detect. It's just...like it's not there in space." He taps his chin. "Hmm...I wonder precisely how they managed that." At Braniac 5's tranmission he leans back. "Ah. Shield. That would do it, though it would require incredibly precise tuning to keep it from tripping any sensors at all...then again, if they have computers 3000 years more advanced than hours, something the size of a pocketwatch would probably have twice the processing power they'd need." he says with fascinated amusement.

Invisible Woman has posed:
    "Gee....I wonder how they got the idea." Sue says a little flatly....as if she already knows the answer. "I'd tell ya to be careful, Ben, but you're a much better pilot than I am." She says as she quietly waits for Ben to work his magic.

Invisible Kid has posed:
    Lyle straightens his jacket to try to make a better impression. "I wouldn't have expected antigrav in this era. Impressive. Especially in a craft that size." He takes up a spot just to the left, and one pace behind, Brainy. "Wouldn't mind crawling over it with a wrench, to see how they got it to work, huh?"

Ben Grimm (333) has posed:
Ben Grimm rolls his eyes and gives Reed 'a look'. "Don't look so futuristic ta me, Stretch. Looks like sumthin frum a bad 1960's sci fi show.. And shields ain't anythin impressive. You and stark 'ave been makin forefield fer years.. Heck, Sue /makes/ forcefields. SO not like they're so darned special or anythin.." he mutters.. then blinks as he realizes the coms are still on.

"I mean.. uhm.. Affirmative, Future Ship Guys... I got yer beacon.. Docking now.." He ois, and Then he flips com channel closed.

"And uh... thanks fer the compliment, Sue.." he murmurs as he eases the fantasticar against the docking port.. and the pressure light signals Red to Green.

"Lock is solid.. We're good ta go.."

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    "Excellent flying as always Ben." Reed says, unbuckling as he stands up. "Well sure, and I might even be able to replicate it, given time." he says thoughfully. He raises a brow at Sue, smiling as he offers her a hand up. "Shall we meet the new neighbors, then?"

Invisible Woman has posed:
    "Of course. I'm surprised we didn't see them until now though." Sue says as she takes Reed's hand and steps out of the Fantasticar after him. ben don't need no help.....not that either of them could hold him up anyways.....

Brainiac 5 has posed:
Once the airlock is established, an access panel to the cruiser slides open. The Docking Bay is in something of a disarray, as if supplies are still being loaded onto the ship and sorted. A moment later, a door at the far end of the ship opens, and a slender, green-skinned, yellow-haired man enters, with Invisible Kid not far behind him. "Greetings... Doctor Reed Richards, his wife Susan, and..." Brainy looks up at Ben, "Benjamin J. Grimm, I presume?" He doesn't seem at all put off by the Thing's massive size or craggy skin--infact, he reaches out to offer him a handshake first.

"My name is Querl Dox, but my call-sign is Brainiac 5, and I usually hear that more than my actual name. This is my executive officer, Invisible Kid. And this is the Legion Cruiser."

Invisible Kid has posed:
    Lyle bows slightly in greeting when introduced, and steps forward, offering his hand as well -- and no, he's no more fazed by The Thing than Brainy is. Hang around with some of the teammates he's had, it'll take a lot to surprise you, too.
    "Welcome aboard." Okay, he *is* technonerd enough to try to peer past the visitors at their craft -- and it's a minor effort to pull his attention back to the here and now.

Ben Grimm (333) has posed:
Ben Grimm unbuckles and is right behind the couple, still grumbling about time travelers and the problems inherant REGARDING time traveers.. and how nothing good has ever come OUT of time travelling.. and how much he HATES time travelling himself.. It's a whole litany under his breath as he steps into the ship proper, of course. Hehad WANTED to go first but it had beend ecided before they came up that Reed would enter, their 'ambassador' as you would say. He still thinks he is COMPLETELY diplomatic enough, himself, to have pulled it off but.. then again he /has/ been known to lie to himself.

Of course, it turnms out that because of the size of the lock, and the ship, the three of them can more or less enter at once, side by side. Ben looks around, absently and only barely interested.. like this is an average monday... and then turns his head to the green man who walks up and introduces himself.. well.. AFTER he names everyone ELSE first. He raises a single brow, studying the.. alien?... for a few moments.. Sizing him up... Then blinks. "Wait.. brainiac /5/?" he asks, tensing up a bit. "Like.. Tha fifth Braniac after tha FIRST one? That Alien /bad guy/?" He remains calm.. because in his experience bad guys SOMETIMES have manners, so if THIS Braniac is a bad guy, he may not need to start swinging.. yet... "Ya better start 'splainin..."

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    The introduction draws a slight raise of the brow from Reed, perhaps for the same reason as Ben, though he says thoughfully. "I would assume there's a reasonable explanation, Ben." he says, resting a hand on the larger man's shoulder, stretching to do it, then offers his hand to both men in turn. "Reed Richards...or Mr. Fantastic, if you prefer." he says with a smile. He's obviously willing to give them the chance to explain, before he draws any further conclusions. But then, he tends to hope for the best in people in general.

    That and he's pretty sure it'd be quite an explanation.

Brainiac 5 has posed:
Brainiac withdraws his hand, and he says, "...Yes. I am the fifth bearer of the Brainiac honorific, and a descendant of the first Brainiac, Vril Dox. Coluans can live for upwards of three Terran centuries WITHOUT longevity treatments, so the relatively small jump in iterations between myself and Brainiac 1 is not so beyond the pale."

Then he says, "Brainiac is an honorific bestowed upon those of my line who manifest what Coluans call a 12th-level intellect. Each level of intellect corresponds roughly to 100 IQ points on the current terran scale... give or take."

"Suffice it to say, my best explanation is that I am my own person. Some Brainiacs have destroyed worlds. I save them, as a member of the Legion."

Invisible Kid has posed:
    Lyle nods, stepping forward and automatically coming to the defense of his teammate: "He's a different man than his ancestor. One of the *best* of us," he says firmly, and with unmistakeable emphasis. Not angrily of course, but firmly.

Invisible Woman has posed:
    "As you've already guessed, I'm Susan Storm-Richards." She then looks to Ben...and the Querl. "Well...you don't look like one of those Brainiacs." Sue then listens. "Hmmm.....12th level intellect. In short, your IQ is about 1200....give or take, right?" She then looks to Reed. "I think we'd better keep Valeria from this one." She says jokingly.

Ben Grimm (333) has posed:
Ben Grimm does calm down a wee bit at Reed's insistance, and Lyle's inistnce of Braniac's good qualities, shoulders relaxing somewhat as he listens to the 'Coluan's explanation. He even understands what the alien is getting at as well... Still... "Stupid time travel." he grumbles and crosses his arms now, leaning against a bulkhead. "Always screwin up everythin.. Even who is a bad guy and who is, maybe, a good guy.. I like my dilemnas black and white, darnit.." he then looks over at Lyle and raises a brow. "And who are you, then? Iron Fist 22 ur somethin?" he asks sarcastically, pointing at the big letter I on his uniform. "Iceman Fifteen?"$e$eHe then squints. "So, what yer all sayin is this Braniac is smart, huh? Well if he is so darned smart why are ya all here in tha 21st century instead of back home? Hmmmm? because no one time travels fer tha heck uv it."

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    "Ben." Reed says, a bit chidingly as he starts going through would be names. "Be nice." Ever the diplomat. He smiles faintly at Sue. "Hmm. I don't know, he might be one of the few who could keep up with her." he answers Sue. Scary thing is, he doesn't sound like he's kidding about the idea.
    "It's pleasure to meet you, Querl Dox. Welcome to our time." He smiles a bit. "I do have to echo Ben though...is there something you're lacking to get home? I admit, I've not worked with too many successful experiments with time travel, but I'll be happy to offer what aid I can if you need it."

Invisible Woman has posed:
    "Of course there is, Reed. Otherwise they'd have departed when they detected the Fantasticar." Sue says with a smile, but then she turns to Lyle. "And...you take after me...doncha? Invisible Kid...right?"

Brainiac 5 has posed:
"That's all right." Brainy says. "The reason we're trapped here is because of the actions of three individuals who've shown themselves foes of the Legion in the past. Mordru the Malevolent, a being that presents itself as a cosmic sorcerer but is actually an extradimensional entity numbering among the Lords of Chaos, Glorith the Time-Witch, and a being called the Time Trapper, which I suspect may be a sentient timeline in and of itself trying to ensure its own existence... or possibly prevent itself from coming to pass. The jury's still out."

"I am confident that the Legion will return home one day. Invisible Kid is a galactically-rated engineer and biochemist. He created a serum that altered his physiology so that his body is able to refract light. Even I've never been able to duplicate it."

Invisible Kid has posed:
    "Yes, I suppose I do," Lyle says to Sue a little shyly, relieved at the dissipation of tension over Brainy's heritage. "Although if my research is correct, you have other abilities that I don't. Bioengineering permanent and controllable invisibility was enough of a project for me."

Ben Grimm (333) has posed:
Ben Grimm is starting to look a bit lost ow.. Not that he can't keep up with the others.. he's actually no slouch in the science department.. he's just not in /REED'S/ science department. Give him a apceship to build and he can fit right in.. discussing the /intricassies/ of time travel, and well... yeah.. He can't punch it so he sort of starts to glaze over.. But...

"So yer sayin.. some of yer 30th centuries baddies trapped ya here.. and they all have time and innterdimensional abilities of some sort?" he asks, slowly, then eyes Reed with a 'What have yo gotten us into.. AGAIN?' look.

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    As he reaches up to stroke his chin thoughtfully. "...hmm. I've heard of of Mordru in this period..." he says thoughfully, frowning. "Though it was....some magical discussion, so I admit I didn't pay close attention to it...you say he's extradimensional?" That appears to have been much more interesting than magical sorcerors! Stupid magic." He glances over affectionately at Sue. "Well, she's worked hard to learn to use her abilities, but making a potion to give your body an ability like that, especially one you can control, well...that's quite impressive too.

    Reed seems lost in thought. "Extra dimensional...hmmm.. Perhaps a positive time differential..."

Brainiac 5 has posed:
"Akin to Dr. Fate," Brainy says. "Yes. He's gluttonous, utterly selfish, and entropic. He's predictable, but also witheringly powerful." He shakes his head, and then says, "In the 31st century, there are entire worlds whose whole populations have what humans would call meta-powers. Magnetokinetics individuals born on worlds saturated with Pym Particles who have the innate ability to change size. Psionics, precognitives..."

Brainy adds to that, "The three of them acting in concert have set up some sort of temporal screen that's preventing us from returning to our native time. In effect, they've locked us out. I'm confident I'll find a way to beat it... but I also admit that it is looking like it will take several years, barring the possibility of a breakthrough."

Invisible Kid has posed:
    "Don't forget to take into account that Mordru is also a pandimensional *jerk*," Lyle remarks, not *quite* under his breath, "which strongly correlates with being a panchronological jerk, too." He allows himself a very slight smile, before turning back to the business at hand.
    "It might be worth mentioning that teammates are *still* cropping up from time to time, with no discernable spatiotemporal pattern. We're still not certain how many of our teammates got caught in the same trap, and how many are still free to operate in our own native era. So if you hear of anyone appearing from nowhere with strange powers, it could be one of our number."

Ben Grimm (333) has posed:
Ben Grimm furrows his brows as he listens, pulling a cigar out of his beltpouch and sticking it in the corner of his mouth.. but not lighting it. it's just his thing, you know? He looks a bit.. intrigued by the description of the future, at least the limited and probably sanitized version Brainy is giving. "So yer sayin.. there are worlds that have basically evolved rum, wehat, the ancestors of tadays metahumans?" he asks, "Oh oh.. Wait! Is there any worlds inhabited by Luvable blue eyed Rock-People?" he asks. "Cause, ya know.. I would totally be behind that!"

He then shoots a look at lyle. "Spatiowhozawhatzis?" he asks. "You got MORE time travelling kids? oi.. And Ya know, powered people fallin outta tha sky ain't that rare here, right?"

Invisible Woman has posed:
    "yes, I can do a few more things. But...we're not here to show off." Sue then looks to Reed and Ben. "Probably more like time traveling teammates. I don't think they're all that hostile....or else we'd already have a fight."

Brainiac 5 has posed:
Brainiac looks up at Ben, and smirks. "Yes. Yes, there are. We have a Legionnaire, his name is 'Blok'. I think you and he would get along, Mr. Grimm." Then he sighs. "There have been other anomalies that have cropped up as well, but we're dealing with those. My advice is, if you encounter any such disoriented people who claim to be from the future and they mention the Legion, ask them to produce their Flight Ring." He holds up his hand, showing the gold L-Comet ring on his finger. "We all have one."

"There are, all told, over a hundred of us."

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    "Now, that I can definitely help with, if you'd like some help widening your sensor net to pick them up if they end up here? I'm not sure how precise your ship is from here." Reed says thoughfully, distracted out of his thoughts. "And yes...' he says wryly to Lyle. "That's my understanding from what I remember, he's definitely not an improvement here. I don't know if the other two exist in this time however. They might if they're both time travelers as well."

    The idea that there are an entire planet of people like Ben fills Reed with an odd feeling. If...there is, does that mean Ben did have...perhaps he should look at some of those experiments again. IF he could give his friend the chance for progeny like that...he shakes his head a bit. Not the time, Reed. "A hundred, you say? Well. We'll keep that in mind, certainly, and try to avoid any, ah, unfortunate encounters."

Ben Grimm (333) has posed:
Ben Grimmstares at brainiac for a few long moments, because he was just joking.. He never actrually thought that there would be people like.. like /him/ in the future.. Are they aliens? Humans who got changed like him? His /progeny/ like Reed is thinkig right now? There is something, a glmmer, in his eyes that is rarely seen, even at his happiest. Something he only shows when he stares at his god children. Hope... But then just as quickly his eyes go wider as he blinks. "Wait... Yah got a HUNNERT people on yer team?" he asks, gabberflasted. yes, gabberflasted. He is /allowed/ to be described that way.

"Reed, it's like.. a dozen avengers teams! /AND/ tha Justice League.. "

Invisible Kid has posed:
    "About a hundred, yeah," Lyle says, taking a brief mental census. "Give or take. The problem is the temporal transfer has de-tuned the tracking circuits in our rings," he explains, holding up his hand with the gold Flight Ring. "So we're lucky to spot them at all, much less identify who it is. I'm able to repair the damage once we have the ring in hand, but we haven't been able to predict the kinds of damage done yet, so finding teammates is hit and miss."

Invisible Woman has posed:
    "Even before the limitations on the avengers, they didn't have that many members." Sue says with a rub of her face. "How the heck do you keep track of them all?"

Brainiac 5 has posed:
Brainy murmurs, "Humans would call it herding cats. But every member of the Legion is superbly trained across multiple disciplines and trained to function in group units with strong interpersonal bonds and tactical cohesion. Also, the United Planets spans worlds across the galaxy. So while the standards of this era the Legion might appear to be a massive organization, we are actually constantly stretched to the limit, with Legionnaires constantly in the field. I can't think of the last time we were all in the same place at the same time."

He considers Ben for a moment, and then he takes out his Omnicom, and calls up an image of Blok.



"He is, sadly, looking for his people. He may be the last of his kind, but he refuses to give up hope."

Invisible Kid has posed:
    Lyle can't help but laugh a little, nodding at Brainy's comment. "A hundred isn't *enough*. It's a big galaxy, you know."
    He shakes his head. "I worry about the ones who escaped the time trap. As Brainy said, we were always stretched thin as it was, and now we're split into two teams. It's got to be as much of a mess for them as it is for us."

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    Reed looks less suprised than the other two, just nodding as Lyle confirms his first thought on why they'd need so many. "I would assume this is especially true since I'm guessing you concentrated your forces to deal with a particular issue, and that was how they were able to push you back in time along with your cruiser?" he says thoughfully. "Hmm. I wonder....perhaps I could find a way to at least let you contact your compatriots in the future. Perhaps...a dimensional time capsule with a message to let them know that you arrived here safely and are trying to get back? I"m not sure how to reverse the message of course...unless, as I was thinking earlier, I could find a universe with a negative time differential, where time flows backwards..."

Ben Grimm (333) has posed:
Ben Grimm huhs, still looking poleaxed.. and ignoring the tempra science talk because all that does is give him a headache. Better to think about important things like.. "It can't be THAT hard. It's tha 30th century fer crying out loud.. Ya gotsta 'ave somethin like, I dunno, 30th Century Facebook or LinkedIn ur sumethin.. Snapchat even? I mean, come on! ya even gotsa Smartphone! Can't be /that/ hard, can it then?" he asks, then leans in to squint at the picture.

"Huh, good lookin Kid.." he says,then straightens a bit. "Last of his kind? That... Thats not good..." he admits.. and looks very sympathetic suddenly. "He must really wanna get home, like the rest of you...." then he frowns..

"Wait, why does yas need a HIGh tech solution.. Why not a lower tech one?" he asks, slowly. "Like.. I dunno.. Leave a message in a newspaper... I mean, ya guys keep records in tha future, right? Ya knew who /we/ were, after all.."

Brainiac 5 has posed:
"Actually we constructed this here, using space debris in orbit around the earth and some collected meteorites. It took..." He thinks, "Roughly two months? Counting the preliminary stages of constructing the assembler, the drones to assist with ship's construction..." He nods. "About that amount of time, yes. I could've done it even faster if I wasn't starting from essentially nothing, technologically speaking."

Then sighs. "That sort of thing is unpredictable. And Mordru may be fundamentally an idiot, but Glorith and the Time Trapper are emphatically not. Any messages we attempted to encode might be intercepted by them. I'm still working on it."

Invisible Kid has posed:
    "Not to mention media decay," Lyle adds. "Think about how many data formats are already nearly impossible to read within just the last hundred years -- and how many 'obvious' formats now will be unreadable and unrecoverable in a thousand years. Even if we could duplicate some of our 'native' storage modes, keepign the data undamaged for that long is... problematic."
    He adds, after a moment's hesitation, "And I'm concerned about damage to the time line. Although Brainy here is the expert on that."

Invisible Woman has posed:
    Sue takes a deep breath. "Okay....how about this, Querl.....Reed? think you can help them with their ship problems? I'm sure they could use someone of your intellect here...even if Querl is a 12th level intellect...he's only one person....so is Lyle. Ben? Can you handle the heacy lifting if they need it?" She then tilts her head. "Querl? Lyle...think you'd mind being around the Plaza for a time? So you're not in space all of your time here?"

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    Reed hmmms. "Well, I'm certainly capable of turning a wrench or programming an assembler nanite..." he says with amusement. "If you don't mind letting me work with your technology, I'm sure I can be useful, as can Ben here. And as Sue said, we'd be quite happy to offer you and perhaps your shipmates a place to stay on Earth, too. We have quite a few apartments that are currently open in Four Freedoms...enough we could probably accomodate you all, if needed."

Ben Grimm (333) has posed:
Ben Grimm shakes his head. "Well, in those cases... try somethin a bit more techy, but still low tech enough they wouldn't think about it.." he tells them. "LIke.. I dunno.. Put a message pod in a long cometetary orbit.. There on a comet itself! I mean, there's thousands uv comets with long orbits, some a thousand years ur longer. Right? Or travel home tha scenic way.. No faster than light drive.. use a slower than light engine.. Tha closer ya get ta tha speed uv light, tha more time dialation ya experience.. so a loop trip that takes a thousand years feels ta ya like just a few weeks ur months.."

Wait.. Ben knows about /time dialation/.., Well, he /is/ an experienced astronaut...

"I'm jus' sayin'.. There hasta be a way ya ain't thought uv.. or that ya 'ave overthought... Stretcho 're does it every second week."
He turns to Sue and raises a brow. "Can I do 'eavy liftin? Suzie, ya WOUND me!"

Invisible Woman has posed:
    "Sorry ben, but for as long as I've known you, I don't know you all that well, even when it comes to engineering."

Brainiac 5 has posed:
"It bears thinking about." Brainy says, his hand over his mouth. "At the moment, my presence is generally required here, because I'm the leader. But our election is underway, and I may find myself with considerably more flexibility in my schedule after. So we'll see. This cruiser is designed to be the Legion's home, however--a refuge. That said, I don't want it to isolate us... that's unhealthy. So perhaps we'll take you up on that."

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    Reed nods. "Of course...an election?" he says curiously. "Are you going to hold tryouts for the Legion then, if you stay here, for heroes and heroines from this time?" He looks thoughful about that. "I understand you wanting to keep an eye on things here, of course, but yes. It's wise not to try and cut yourself off. You're people just like anyone else..being cooped up in here for long periods won't be healthy." He smiles a bit. "And it's not like you can't blend in as heroes considering how many there are all around the planet."

Brainiac 5 has posed:
"Well, we won't necessarily always be on Earth, either." Brainy admits. "The answer to our problem might lie elsewhere in the galaxy, and we need the resources to go look." Then he says, "Yes, we're considering doing so. Of course, when the time comes to return to the 31st century, any Legionnaires from this era who join us will have free choice to stay behind or return home. We've also received offers to work with the Justice League, and possibly SWORD. But really, what the election represents is a reminder to all of us that our charter remains in force."

Invisible Kid has posed:
    "Although you may need a pry bar to get him out of your labs," Lyle comments with a grin. He doesn't even need to see the look he's getting from his teammate. "Er, *us* out of your labs," he amends. Might as well be honest about it.
    He nods at Reed. "There looks to be a deep talent pool in this era, and of course we're used to working with a much larger team than has so far arrived in this era."

Invisible Woman has posed:
    "Well...the 71st floors and above are our homes....even though reed made part of it his lab." And Sue elbows reed. "But I do have children there....so I do ask that you knock before going onto those floors....or we could get a little.....antsy."

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    Reed oofs a bit, rubbing his side. "Yes, please. I'm sure I can set up something secure for you, at least, and a direct route up to the roof that bypasses our living area, if needed."

Brainiac 5 has posed:
"It would be appreciated." Brainiac 5 says. "Now, in the meantime, let me give you a tour of our ship. It's a little chaotic yet, but most everything is up and running. My apologies that we can't serve you a meal, the Auto-Chef is under maintenance for recalibration after one of our teammates tried to program it to make chili and wound up producing a low-grade radioactive mud. Lightning Lad is a brilliant pilot, a great morale officer, and the best personal trainer in the Legion."

"But he is a mathematically improbably bad cook."