Dr. Schtein

Phineas brought the medical supplies to the lab and parked them in place on a surface. "Going to make vegan burgers." Told him before returning to the kitchen.

"Great," he muttered about the food. Didn't sound bad, he was just occupied. Scrolled through his notes before finally deciding to take a break for his eyes sake when a headache was nearing. He sat back and leaned his head backwards to eye Phin with a groan.

@doctorschtein

Oh shit, I remember you! You made me glow in the dark that one time!

[and he was a major baby about it, but let’s not think about that part.]

"What the fuck."

He shouldn't be surprised. Really. And yet.

Narrowed his stare at that non-committal answer, but straightened his bow-tie and hopped out the door.

He would be gone until late-late night as he said he would. Anything that happened while he was out that didn't involve groceries or the list of medical supplies was carefully hidden as ever. Beyond a less stiff edge to his movement.

Had to catch a near expression hitting his face of annoyance. He could go shopping AFTER he had his...fun. No big deal. He took the list and looked it over.

He couldn't. So he rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

"Wait, grab these supplies while you're out. Use my card if you have to." The kind of scientific 'medical' supplies one could grab without looking suspicious. The main serious ones would be delivered to the warehouse, as per usual.

Closed his mouth and leveled the most dead eyed shark stare he could muster with a slant to his mouth. Had to reset his temper for a HOT second. Herv tended to find it a bit too easily at times. Luckily for everyone, it was one of maybe two emotions he could fit into the space behind his eyeballs so he could keep a pretty good grip on it.

"Uh, can you BLAME me? With your track record? When do you ever have a good idea that doesn't revolve around possible murder?"

Do not recommend.

[ Just as a warning. Didn't need Schtein to accidentally paralyze himself attempting that.

When the device was set down, he did, in fact, reach out to feel it. Couldn't glean a whole lot from it, but he at least got a sense of what it was. Helmet sort of thing, he imagined. Made sense if Schtein's powers were sort of "psychic" in nature. ]

Don't think I've got anything buried anymore. Just gotten over. Still, might resurge pretty fresh if y'go pokin' at 'em. More of a warning for you than for me.

But I imagine you have enough of your own bad times to temper it.

[He watched as Charlie felt around the device, brows slightly furrowed.]

Hm, well in that case we could work with something we're both moderately familiar with. Orville.

I feel that is a lot more apt, yes.

Like...what's the old comic hero?

Spawn? Or...

Well, not so sure anymore. You've never shared your motivation with me.

My grandfather, yes.

[At least he hadn't heard much of Orville's escapades as of late. Maybe he would have forgotten about learning about Alice.]

My house is your house. There’s nobody else here right now. Kids are out doin’ Christ knows what. And it may not look it, but I DID clean before you got here.

[ Sipping at his tea as he went to settle to sit on the coffee table in front of the couch. Not the couch itself. Didn’t want to get too comfortable. Knew he wouldn’t feel that way for long. ]

[Schtein set the suitcase down and mulled it over again. Herv appreciated the coffee as he sat to join Charlie.]

Usually I just, uh, use my hands to enter someone's head. When it's a reflex, I just see flashes, but if I focus hard enough I can enter their mind as if I'm phsyically there in the memory...it was also kinda vice versa with me against Abel.

[He grimaced at that. It was not pleasant.]

I can also kinda hijack other's powers? Still don't know exactly how I did that but that's not somethin' we're working on here.

I'm sure you have several.

[Smugly, then;]

...You've a point.

well, I mean - I can hardly think of anyone who would call me a 'good person'.

He poured himself some tea, knowing that before the evening was done, he'd likely be some level of stressed if a deep dive back into his memory or mind brought up anything unpleasant. Which it probably would. But he had faith he could maintain some level of calm.

...Hopefully, anyway.

When he heard the knock at the door, he lifted his head and strode over to it, opening it without any real hesitation. Figuring there couldn't be any other person knocking at their door at this hour. ]

[ He couldn’t remember if Schtein drank tea or not, but he’d at least put some on for himself. Little bit of the English in him still. Would offer some if it made sense.

[Well - this was working out better than expected. He put the device in a modified suitcase before he headed out - did he need to mention where he was going to Armastus? Maybe, but it didn't cross his mind. He was a bit more focused on what he was going to hopefully accomplish.

[txt] Your place or mine?

[txt] Don’t show that to anyone out of context.

You sure at least a little of your kinks aren't bleeding through into that?

I don't have a kink!

[He folded his arms and scowled.]