"Dissectingsomeoneisthelastthingyoudotothem!"
Overgirl jinks, avoiding a swinging blade and battering the armature with her right fist! It flies off its mount and goes careening into the force field containing the containment chamber
Well, good to see she's tough as a Kryptonian should be.
Dr Sivana looks away from his control panel.
"Yes? Usually?"
He means, you do other tests to them first,
then you dissect. Living subjects usually give better results than dead ones!
"Whyareyoudoingthis?"
He blinks. "Oh! You didn't mean-?"
An energy saw catches Overgirl in the back of her head, crimping her.
If OL wanted her dead, she'd already be dead!
"No!"
"I really don't think that was clear from-" I gesture at the containment chamber, where track-propelled two combat robots have entered from portals along the interior wall and point their plasma blasters at Overgirl. "-your introduction."
"Iapologiseandwillendevourtobeclearerinfuture!"
"Precision, Orange Lantern! It's the hallmark of
Science!"
"Oh, very-" He reaches out with his right hand and pulls a lever. "-well."
The combat robots lower their weapons and begin retreating-.
Overgirl flies into the first, rips off its head and fires her heat vision down its neck hole and into its interior! Its joints glow as its more delicate components are melted from the insides! She then grabs the slagged hulk and hurls it at its partner, which ducks behind the exit just in time for her improvised projectile to bounce off.
Yeah, she is
not happy with her reception...
Then she turns towards Dr Sivana, eyes still glowing. Ah-.
There's a gold flash and she's on the floor, Dr Sivana taking a moment to admire the gold kryptonite laser pistol he's holding in his left hand.
"Superman would have been faster."
Damn fine timing, sir! Disable,
then quip. He knows his stuff.
"What-?" She tries to push herself up, clearly having no idea why she's suddenly so weak. "What did-?"
I transition next to her, creating a barrier construct around her and firing a beam of sunlight at her. It won't reverse the effects immediately, but it should speed up her recovery.
It's likely the first time since her powers first came in that she's been so weak...
"Doctor, what are you doing?"
He slips his pistol back into his lab coat.
"Experimenting. Learning." He grins evilly and rubs his hands together. "Those heat beams were approximately two thirds of Superman's highest recorded output. You were giving it your all and I'm confident that he never has. Why would the Nazis, with their fixation on strength and blood purity, create a weaker knockoff?"
"If you're going to do something, you do it
right!"
"What was that gun?"
"Gold kryptonite. Radiation on the right frequencies interferes with kryptonian physiology."
"Orange Lantern usually enhances his kryptonian friends to prevent me doing that."
In other words, she might want to remember to look into radiation shielding tech when she gets home.
"You are Thaddeus Sivana." Her eyes narrow. "The version of you from my Earth was executed for treason."
"I don't think I'll miss him. And now that you don't have that frustrating force field scattering my scanners, I can try and work out how you got here."
Uh, if you meant he odd radiation she was soaked in...
He pulls a couple of levers and a scanner array descends from the ceiling.
"Hold still. You probably picked up all sorts of fascinating resonances on your.. way…" He frowns as he looks at the results. "Hm."
"I removed those as part of healing her."
... Yeah, OL already dealt with it...
"Yes, you did, didn't you? That's… Inconvenient. Did you at least keep a record of what you removed?"
"Sorry. Orange ring consumption is fairly undiscriminating. Couldn't you just send a probe?"
Gotta wonder what he did
Om-Nom back there. Hopefully nothing likely to cause difficulties sometime around, say April 1st?
"I've already done that, but it's not as resilient as a kryptonian." He makes eyes contact with Overgirl. "And you haven't answered my question. Why did they make you?"
She glares at him, then turns to me.
Avoiding the question? She is really not happy at all.
"Why did you bring me here?"
"Because I'm afraid that despite his idiosyncrasies Doctor Sivana is the most intelligent human presently alive. When I have a problem that requires a scientific solution, I find myself increasingly turning to him and his family."
"Fam-? That dwarf was allowed to breed?"
Be nice. He could be your only way home.
"I'm not a dwarf; merely short. And unlike Nazis, I approach eugenics scientifically. My-."
"Doctor?"
Focus, please.
He shrugs. "There's nothing to do until I get some useable data from my probes. If more portals open there are any number of things I could try in order to force their closure. But I don't imagine that you would be all that happy about the collateral damage that would be involved. So unless there's a reason to rush things, I may as well attempt to alleviate my own frustrations with someone I won't be working with ever again."
"Doctor, it's not like you to get this distracted. What's going on?"
Frustrations? I take it something he's working is not going well.
"Hm." He thinks for a moment. "I think it's you. Since our first meeting I've been thinking about my rejections more."
"The ones which led to you-?"
"Becoming a supervillain, yes. Do you know how many times I was called a Nazi for trying to prevent the propagation of damages genes?"
Wow, he's actually reforming, or at least considering his issues? Rare.
"More than you should have been."
"Tia and Magnificus are blonde and blue-eyes because their mother is blonde and blue eyes and those were the genes I was working with."
I raise my hands in a pacifying gesture.
"You have no need to convince me."
I like OL's sympathetic attitude here. Many of his colleagues with be antagonistic...
"The Nazis were terrible scientists. They dismissed atomic physics as 'Jewish science'."
"I know they did, but Overgirl wasn't making policy-." I glance at her. "How old are you?"
"Thirty nine."
Well, Earth-10 Kryptonians definitely age well...
Huh. I've have guessed younger, but I suppose that's kryptonian physiology for you.
"Wasn't making policy during that era. And I also doubt that she thinks that atomic science is nonsense."
"Of course not. It was simply that the pool of physicists working in the area were predominantly Jewish and so politically unreliable. There was little point in the Empire expending resources without any chance of getting useful results."
...Should we tell her about the Americans' efforts?
('We' as in OL and Sivana. I know this isn't a quest...)
"Useful. Results."
"Doctor, thank you for taking the time to investigate this phenomenon, but unless you need us here I think it best if we left."
"Yes. I think so too." He presses a button. "This facility is now transparent to zeta rays. You can leave when you like."
Don't mind the twitching eyebrow and throbbing veins. He only gets like that when someone insults
Science!... Oh, wait.
