Star Labs, Two days after the 'Majin Buu' incident
Silas Stone, looked over the the report Catherine submitted to his desk from her subdivision of the labs; he's still living with the guilt that he had the room locked down to contain a possible gas breach from the alien orb, and while his worries were soon lifted that he didn't condemn his people to a gruesome fate, it would have been worse if it was some sort of gas that could have threatened the city if it got out of the lab.
Endangering more than simply a few dozen, the dispersing pink gas at the time could have been some unknown horrific pathogen that would have endangered the lives of all of Jump City, not to mention the fact his son lived in the city as well outside the lab.
Quite frankly, they got off lucky that the pink gas wasn't some biological pathogen, it really could have been worse.
He honestly still thinks back to when he had all doors locked to that room, everyone happened so fast, he panicked and went into protective mode for the city.
Looking over more of the report Catherine wrote down about Majin Buu, so far, they had been about to discern little guy was immensely strong; that in of itself was a bit of a problem to Buu, as the Majin himself, having just been awakened with next to no memory of what happened before he woke up, was still getting used to his strength.
Selective memory loss would be attributed to the very creature they woke up, his personality itself was very…benign might be the word Silas was looking for. Besides the Security Captain he flicked with his hand through the air, Majin Buu was amenable to tests and questioning.
For how long Buu himself would tolerate staying inside the lab, considering the tests on his strength were measured and other things, Silas could only guess he'd give the Majin a week at best; he just needed to pull in some favors and fix a few things, give Buu a place to stay at or something.
Pulling up another piece of paper from dismorning, Buu was now used to his strength after many test runs; they practically had another Superman situation on their hands… more or less. None of their machines made Buu put in much effort, beyond lifting twenty tons, his scientists could only make conjectures of how strong he really was with calculations.
Silas glanced to the side in thought, before looking back to his desk to place down the papers in his hands; reaching over the folders from the biological lab, he opened them up across his desk.
From what they could pull out from Buu's arm with syringes, beside the first attempt that was only pink globs of himself, the other attempts allowed them to pull out blood that was purple in color; the blood itself couldn't even be call blood, as it didn't even look anything like blood under a microscope.
That is not even mentioning the globs of pink they have of Buu as well. Small bits of Buu minutely moved in their containers, but would always gravitate towards Buu himself in their containers.
Silas leaned against his desk and took his glasses off the rub the bridge of his nose, they unleashed something, and the only thing he did bad, was fling a security guard against a wall; who knows what else Buu was able to do, besides the bits of information he was able to remember.
A knock on his door, prompted Silas to holler out "enter", while he placed his glasses back on and leaned back in his chair to greet the person coming in appropriately; stepping in through his office doorways after opening the door himself, it was Jonny himself, as the scientist approached his desk with a few papers.
"Sir, about that test with a cow thing with Buu…" Jonny hesitated at the end, seemingly unsure how to broach the topic.
Silas withheld from raising a brow, but understood Jonny's hesitation, Buu himself had divulged a number of abilities he remembers being capable of, and one of them was turning anything into other objects; one of the things Buu remembers, was turning stuff into sweets to satisfy his body's cravings.
That either meant Buu's inherent biology required sugar on some level, or perhaps it was a psychological thing that his past self had a strong sweet tooth.
Silas looked at Jonny as the man approached his desk with a number of papers placed down, "I actually think Buu should just start with rocks or other stuff, I don't see how we can get a whole cow in here for him and us to test his magic ability that he boasts." he warned.
Nodding a bit at that, Silas leaned forward and steepled his hands together with his elbows on his office desk, "That would be wise, can't imagine how I have to explain to Star Lab's main branch, why we have a receipt for a farm animal." he couldn't help crack a small smile at that.
Jonny reached up and scratched at the beck of his neck, however, showing nervousness, making Silas sigh at him, "You…already put an order for one, didn't you?" He asked with his forehead tilted down into his fingers.
Silas looked back up at Jonny, who offered an apologetic smile to the director, "We could…just write it off or something?" he asked Silas, and spoke again with an uncertain look, "I mean, it would probably help matters for Buu himself! We released him, and while his morality seems fine…at the moment, it would probably be best if we help the little guy understand his powers after waking up with that selective memory of his." He shrugged at the end.
Leaning back into his chair, Silas tapped his finger into his chair's armrest, "...you're not wrong…" he noted, while cupping his chin in thought. So far, Buu has been a rather behaved individual, but that did not mean he was a patient individual…
Majin Buu
Turning the piece of pen in my hand, I looked at it then back to Catherine as we sat at the shared table she and the other scientists usually kept me at when questioned about anything else that required sitting.
Not sure what time of day it was, as I didn't have a clock to work with…
Looking at Catherine, I said, "Buu want to know, what point in the day we are?" I asked, not practically fumbling my words at the very least, "Buu can't tell."
Finishing up writing down into her paper and clipboard, Catherine looked over at me, and shrugged as she lifted her arm up to look at a wristwatch on her wrist, "It's about…one in the afternoon." she answered, before looking back at me, "We experience a twenty four hour day on earth, and a three hundred and sixty five day cycle around our sun with four seasons." she went into further detail, and smiled, "Does that help?"
Blinking at the extra bit of knowledge she gave, I nodded a bit, before speaking more, "What many days has Buu been awake?" I asked next.
Catherine tapped her pen against her chin, before answering, "About two days." she answered, before beginning with that next test she wanted me to take.
"Now-" she began to say as she reached to the side and offered me a brick, "Would you mind showing me that magic again?" she questioned me. "Can you turn it into a pen?"
Shrugging a bit as I reached forward with my hand, and grasped the brick, I held it up in my hand, eyeing it for a second; feeling my antenna and controlling it was weird at first, but now it was starting to feel just fine.
Moving my antenna forward to aim it at the brick, I tried feeling within myself for the energy, and not just the raw strength this body afforded me; it was weird, I still remember that one episode where Gohan taught Videl how to fly, something about becoming calm and feeling within yourself for that Ki energy to fly and whatnot.
How many people wanted to try it as kids? I would bet every kid growing up tried it.
While I kept the brick in my hand, I calmed myself and felt within my body for whatever I'm supposed to look for, and when I found it, I did my best to aim that energy out through my antenna and at the Brick; at the same time, I envisioned what the magic was supposed to do, figuring it also relied on the mental thought for it to work alongside willing the energy out to work.
Pink energy flew out from my prehensile part of my body, and zapped the brick till it poofed into a poor rendition of the pen in my other hand; looking at the real pen in my own hand, and the other one that was once a brick now a curvy piece of pen.
Not a bad first try outside of turning something not chocolate or a piece of candy or anything else sweet, but it showed I needed to focus more on this power, and get comfortable with it; I furrowed my brow and spoke while keeping my eyes on the curvy pen, "Buu still is not used to being awake, Buu need practice." I explained, while trying to say I'm still getting used to being awake after so many years, and that I needed to practice more.
It was so easy making things into chocolate the other day, maybe this body was just running on automatic mode or something for its powers?
Catherine nodded as I looked back at her, and looked back at me after she finished writing down into her clipboard, "So, what you did, it really is magic." she shrugged, then glanced to the side to mutter a bit, "The Laws of Thermodynamics being thrown to the wayside notwithstanding…"
Looking back at the curvy pen in my hand, I take another go at it, and end up this time with a blocky rectangular pen. Yup, this would take a moment to get it right.
Present
Jump City
A grey bus came to a hissing stop, having finally arrived to the city of its destination; the side doors were opened up by the bus driver himself as he let out his passengers, people began gathering their things from beside themselves of just outright left the bus itself without anything on them in their long travel from state to state.
A grey skinned, pink hair teen girl grunted as she picked herself up out from her seat while taking with her her small suitcase of spare clothes and toiletries. As she stood up, she reached up to fix her hair a bit, before taking her leave of the bus.
Stepping out onto the sidewalk while stepping out of the way of the other people that were getting off the bus, Jinx walked over to the nearby bench on the sidewalk to put her suitcase down and stretch a bit; with her arms stretched upwards, Jinx grunted again as she felt the popping sensation of her stiff joints finally getting some attention, before getting more active by picking her suitcase up again to start walking.
The bus ride had been nothing short of exhausting with boredom non stop, but at least now she was off that bus ride.
Having left her home after getting a recommendation from some school that was meant for teens like her, who were looking for outlets to put their powers to real use, Jinx left her parents home with nothing but the emptiness of the house and them.
She got enough ridicule from her parents and friends at school, it was time she started over anyway at a new school, being herself and nothing else. The bad luck powers were hers to use, not some freaky abomination cursed on her.
One practical joke and prank was all it took for that whole town to label her as evil and wicked; no one was hurt, but her old friends thought differently, even her parents.
Stopping at a crossing walk, Jinx waited for the light to turn green for crosswalks, humming to herself with some idle tune.
She was supposed to meet up with two guys from the school, one was a technician, the other was a dumb brute; they were also described as being easy to spot, she would not miss them in Jump city at the designated meeting spot.
While Jinx internally thought to herself, a heavy set of footsteps alerted her to the presence of something to her left; glancing over, Jinx was taken aback a bit, unsure if the big guy was one of the two guys she was supposed to look for.
Dressed in a simple grey hoodie with the hood off, accompanied by a pair of black sweatpants, the tall looking cyborg teen expressed some nonchalance, before glancing over down at her with a raised brow, "...what…?" The teen asked her, giving Jinx almost somewhat of an accusatory glare.
Considering who she was, Jinx shrugged back, and looked back forward, "Nothing, just never seen a cybertic person before…didn't think we had that technology yet." She answered, which was the truth. She wasn't sure how far advanced any technology was on earth, save for what she's seen and heard about, so it was anyone's guess how far humanity really was advanced once the high tech stuff passed down to civilian level.
The tall cyborg teen 'hmed' back, before speaking back to her while they both waited at the stop light, "...Well apparently my pop's gave me the top of the line stuff, just to save me…" he muttered back.
Well that was nice of a father, beats her own old man by a mile. Silence stayed between the two, before the light for crosswalkers turned green, letting everyone cross, prompting the both of them to cross the street amidst the crowd of other normal folk.
Once Jinx reached the other end, she found herself turning in the same direction as the other teen, along with a few other pedestrians; that made Jinx start thinking, "...So…" she tried to think of something to ask, the means of broach the subject matter of if he was one of her contacts in the city.
The other teen however glanced over at her, "Let me guess, new in town?" he asked her.
Jinx looked down at her suitcase in hand, before looking back up at the cybernetic teen's face, and smirked, "I mean, it's sorta obvious, isn't it?" she challenged back, as they were heading in the direction of a burger joint on one side of the road, and a taco restaurant on the other side.
The cybernetic teen shrugged haphazardly, before answering her, "A suitcase can be the reason for anything, just a simple question really." he answered flatly.
That was fair, in all reality.
Up ahead in the distance, within the Taco fast food restaurant, a lone pink dude was visible seated in a booth, eating a few tacos. Jinx looked between the cybernetic teen, and the pink dude, making her think she did in fact meet up with one of her contacts in the city. The cybernetic teen really struck her as an engineer type, and the pink guy was probably the idiot muscle.
…"Hey, are you planning on meeting up with someone?" she asked him.
"Yup." He answered her, while heading to the taco joint, before pausing to look down at her, "Why, need some help getting around or something after I go in there? Like, help finding a place to stay or something?"
Okay, now she was starting to both doubt and affirm whether she met the right guy or not.
Victor Stone
This grey skinned chick was pretty alright, she didn't even look at him weirdly, just commented about his cybernetics; though to be fair, she herself was a bit different as well, so he really could not judge either.
The pink haired chick looked up at him weird, before lifted her brow with her hand on her hip, and her other hand still keeping a hold onto her briefcase, "Something like that, yeah…I came to this city looking for a school, someplace that helps…kids like me with their powers…" she narrowed her eyes at him. "But I'm supposed to be meeting up with some dumb brute and a technician or something like that."
…there's a school like that here? That's the first he's heard about this.
Wait, she's supposed to be looking for someone that's a technician and a dumb brute?
This is all sorts of strange. Sure, he's studied mechanical engineering quite a bit, and that Buu dude spoke weird but had quite the brute strength…something's really coincidental here. Victor shrugged at the chick, "Never heard of such a school, maybe it's defunct or something?" he answered her, before shrugging.
The chick shook her head, grumbled to herself while palming her head a bit, "Freaking went all the way out to get here…" she muttered.
Victor smirked a bit, and shrugged, "Hey, if it helps, maybe a bit of food will help you gather your thoughts." he offered, that always helped him.
Before the chick could respond, her stomach growled, making her cheeks light up a bit while she held her stomach, "That's…probably a good idea, the bus ride was long…" she grimaced.
Smiling now, Victor gestured for the girl to follow him into the Taco joint, "Hey! Who knows, maybe you can figure out what that school name was!" he offered.
"...wasn't even given the name…" The chick answered him, which sounded stupid if she was looking for someone and a school that she didn't know the names of. Whoever invited her to this city, had poor directional skills and advice.
Burger Joint
Mammoth tore into his pile of burgers, bits of meat and stuff flew from his mouth as he filled his stomach full of burger; stopping once to sip from his mega cup of soda, he burped and looked over at Gizmo and spoke, "So who are we supposed to look for again?" he asked.
Gizmo, who was in the middle of wiping off bits of burger meat that flung into his face from Mammoth burping into his face, grouched at him as he used his floatation hover device to keep him at level with the table…and not use a booster. "Who knows! The headmaster didn't tell me either! She just said we were suppose to wait for someone here, and if they don't show up, we leave." he said
"And stop burping in my face!" Gizmo yelled at Mammoth while shaking his fist at him.
Mammoth chewed some more of his burgers, before chugging more of his soda to burp once more into Gizmo's face, and smirked at the smoldering little teen whose head began glowing red with anger.