5662/Paging Doctor Richards

Paging Doctor Richards
Date of Scene:	27 October 2018
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Krystina Jordan, Mister Fantastic

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Krystina Jordan has posed:
    A few months ago, Reed Richard went to investigate something that had been bugging him, a giant woman in the middle of New York City, running to get OUT of the city before she did too much damage. She managed to flatten a car, but no structural damage to any buildings. That last part caught Reed's eye, and sought her out. Well, he found her....

In the form of a relatively small and shy girl named Krystina Jordan. She was pretty smart, and had figured out when the incident began, namely when she was working on a science experiment that exploded. One of her lab partners had intented to kill her, but she survived, which led to the NYC incident and her transfer to Metropolis U, since...she'd never live down the state of dress she ran through the city in...or lack thereof. However, Reed managed to help Krysti out by getting her a 'uniform' of sorts, and some garment she could wear, just in case something like this happened again, and it did, a few times.

However, when the elevator dinged to the 71st floor of the plaza, Krysti looked about and walked over to the receptionist. "I'm...Krysti Jordan. I'm here to see Doctor Richards at his request....."

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    Roberta smiles and nods. "Of course." She makes the motion of looking at a date book even if the data was all inside her head any way. "Yes, he is expecting you, Miss Jordan. If you will take a seat, he will be out shortly." The voice is pleasent and cheery as Roberta returns to her ready position.

    In a few moments, Reed Richards comes walking out of the hall way that leads down to his office. He is dressed in the usual for him which is a lab coat over the Fantastic Four uniform. He smiles in greeting as he heads over towards Krystina. "Miss Jordan. A pleasure to see you again. I trust the uniform is working out as we discussed? Any other incidents occur recently that were unplanned or unexpected?"

Krystina Jordan has posed:
    Krysti stands after waiting and starts to walk towards Reed. "Not really, as for unforseen growth. However, while I was in the cafeteria of the university, apparently there was some gorilla trying to capture me....and he even shot a net at me. However, when he did, I shrank, which is something I didn't know I could do." She then tilts her head. "It was rather strange feeling, but I even got wings and was able to use bolts on my own. Which was pretty strange in itself. Must've been part of the mutation caused by the explosion...."

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    Reed raises an eyebrow as he listens. He stretches his right arm back behind the reception desk and comes back with a clipboard. He fishes a pen out of his labcoat and begins to take some notes down. "So the shrinking is new," he says to her but also as he writes. "Wings and energy bolts as if you were some sort of stinging incesct. Fascinating. And you were able to grow back to your normal size without any issues later or did it take some work?"

Krystina Jordan has posed:
    "Yeah, I was able to grow back to my normal size without any incident. Even when I went down to only an inch tall. That seems a little easier than just growing bigger, but I've been able to go up to 6'6" tall and down to about 4 feet without incident. However, when I hit 4 feet, that's when my wings come out and I can fly." She says softly. "I could demonstrate in your lab if you want."

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    Reed nods even as he is scratching down more information on the clipboard's paper. "Yes, please, follow me." He takes her down the hallway until they get to the labs. The lights kick on as they walk in and he heads over to the computer which has massive screens in 180 degree arc around the computer and desk. He takes a seat at the desk, but spins the chair around to watch her. He crosses one leg over the other and supports the clipboard as he is ready. "Alright. I have the cameras going. When you get to the size to shoot bolts," he gestures towards another device near him, "Aim for this as it will collect and attempt to analyize the energy you are producing."

Krystina Jordan has posed:
    "All right." Krysti says as she follows Reed. Once in the lab, she begins to tug off her clothes and set them to the side, showing the same leotard Reed had given her months before. "I still have five of these, Doctor Richards. It seems they're rather durable as well."

She waits until Doctor Richards finishes setting up and nods to him. "All right. This is kinda what I found out on my own." She shrinks down, pointedly, to 4'1". "This is 4'1"....notice...no wings." Then down to 4' even....and her wings appear, as if out of nowhere. "4 feet even. Wings appear." She then holds her hand out flat and a bolt zaps out towards the device mentioned. "That was just a minor shot too. Apparently I can fire them with impunity too.....and fast, like a sub-machine gun or comparable.

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    Reed mmmmhmmms as he continues to scribble. "They should be quite durable, Miss Jordan. Those are unstable molecules which is one of my better creations," he says with a smile. He rolls over towards the collection device and takes down some more notes. "And do you feel much of a drain when you fire? Is is something you can keep up for extended periods or do you fatigue quickly?"

Krystina Jordan has posed:
    "That's the thing, I don't fatigue at all. Can just zap for a good long while, but I think the longest I've gone is about 5 minutes before I....just stop. Then it's a little bit before I can start shooting again. I did find something else though." She then looks about. "You have a sturdier target?"

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    Reed nods as he wheels over to the computer. Tap. Tap. Tap. From the floor, a wall of some sort of shiney metal rises with a 4 pressed into it. "I use this to test Ben's upper limits so it should be able to take a shot from what appears to be...." He looks over at the computer as a bing goes off, "some kind of bio electricity from the look of it."

Krystina Jordan has posed:
    "I wouldn't know. I don't have the testing equipment for it. But I trust your judgement, at least." Krysti then looks to the wall and sighs. "All right. I had to test this off campus, but I feel better testing it here." She raises both arms and balls her hands into fists. Then both hands fire out a HUGE blue bolt which puts a sizeable dent in the metal wall. "One of those and I can't fire it again for at least ten seconds, depending upon how much I moved lately."

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    Reed watches the shot and then looks to the computer. "That is a sizable amount of energy you are projecting out of you there. Energy like that has to come from somewhere, but not sure how your body is producing it yet. Obviously it is not an immediate process as you do need to recharge. We might have to run some tests to see if we can find out how you are producing it. I am surprised that you do not feel drained or fatigued after a shot like that, however."

Krystina Jordan has posed:
    "Not quite as surprised as I am, I assure you. What does surprise me is that it goes away, when I'm above 4' feet tall." Krysti then shrugs a bit. "I don't mind if you run some tests, Doctor Richards. I'm just happy you were able to help."

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    "I am sure the size is a limit your body naturally sets for itself. The wings probably cannot support you for flight when you are over four foot. Your body and mind know this even if you cannot consciously access the information." Reed finishes scribbling on the clipboard and sets it on the desk. "It will be interesting to discover your other limits you may not even be aware of yet."

Krystina Jordan has posed:
    "Sure. You do know my number, and if you find anything, feel free to give me a call if you want to run more tests." Krysti then sighs and returns to 5'2", making her wings disappear. "If you're right about it being instinctual, then this might not be so bad. The only problem is, I don't know where else to turn. I mean, I did run into Lois Lane, then you....and that's about it."

Mister Fantastic has posed:
    "I am sure Miss Lane has numerous contacts through out the spectrum of informtion, but remember her main interest will always be the story. It is what she does, and she is good at it." Reed stands up, adjusting the lab coat as he does. "If anything too out of the ordinary happens or something happens that scares you, please call here immediately. Otherwise, I think we can set up an appointment for next week to start running those tests. Put you through your paces. It will also give me a chance to prepare the lab."

Krystina Jordan has posed:
    "All right, Doctor Richards." Krysti says offering to shake Reed's hand. "I'll be back next week. Thankfully, on days like this, I don't have classes." She then starts to head out of the building. "Thank you very much, Doctor."