The following is a collaboration between AaronBryant & ZombieSplitter53
No One Puts Psycho in the Corner
Part One
Aaron Knocks on the door to Dr. Picardo, praying there are no pods involved. "Come in, Mr. Bryant," The doctor says, closing the email he was reading and reaching for Aaron's file.
He steps in and takes a seat. "Dr. Picardo, good to see you again sir."
"Likewise. How are you feeling today?"
"Confused, but excited to explore my abilities!" he smiles.
"That's good." Dr. Picardo reads his file for a moment. "How are your abilities coming along? I see from your file that you reported difficulties manifesting them, particularly physical side-effects.
"I have a lot or spikes of pain when i use them too long or too hard. It makes my nose bleed, I think its like a hemorrhage or something. I'm not sure." He lets out one. "Ha, but you're the doctor, and that's why you're here."
"Indeed." The doctor thinks for a moment. "Can I be perfectly honest with you, Mr. Bryant?"
Aaron gets serious. "Yes sir. I wouldn't want you to be any other way."
"I not exactly qualified for this, but then, who is? You are the first of your kind, the next step in human evolution, and this is as much a new experience for me as it is for you. Honestly, Dr. Valhen would probably be the best suited for you, but she's busy in the labs as I' m sure you can imagine. However, I am nothing if not diligent, so you can trust that I have your best interests in mind and will do all that I can to help you through this."
"Oh, well, damn doc, that was heartfelt." He smiles. "I thought you were going to tell me I had cancer or something, which would have been a real buzz-kill your know, but I really . . ." he notices Dr. Picardo's unamused expression. "Thank you, sir, I appreciate your honesty and I want to do all that I can to help you all discover what it is you need too."
"That's good to hear." He glances at something on his computer. "Now I know this probably isn't something you want to hear after spending over a week in those pods, but I'd like for you to have an MRI done. If that's okay with you, of course."
Aaron looks up at the ceiling "GGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah fine!" he grumbles. "I swear to Christ if i wake up in three days i will punch someone in the face!"
"It will only take about a half an hour. Can you stay still during it, or do you need sedation."
"NO! Nonononononono, do not put me under! As long as I can stay awake then I'll be fine!" He sigh.
"Very well." The doctor stands up and holds the door open for Aaron. "Follow me, please. As I said, it won't take more then a half an hour. I need to see what's going on upstairs."
A lot doc. Aaron laughs to himself, following the doctor.
The doctor leads him to the MRI room. As Aaron slides into the machine, the doctor says over the machine's Com, "Now just close your eyes and try to keep your head as still as possible."
"i don't wanna, but fine." He shuts his eyes and holds his head still.
The machine starts up. After fifteen minutes, the doctor says, "Looks good so far. Are you okay?"
" Yea, I'm fine, just getting kind of antsy is all." He feels uneasy.
"You're doing fine. You'll be done before you know it." After another fifteen minutes, the machine powers down, and Aaron's seat is slowly moved out of it.
"Thank God." He jumps out of the seat. "Alright lets go do something awesome."
"The results will be ready in a bit," the doctor says, walking in. "In the meantime, why don't you show me a demonstration of your abilities first hand. Come with me." Aaron follows close behind, relishing a chance to let himself use his gift. The pair walk to a small room with a heavy bag on one end. "Do you mind showing me a physical manifestation of your abilities?"
"WOULD I EVER!" His eyes immediately light up tendrils in the palm of his hand, he punches toward the bag, the tendrils following the path, shooting through the bag. "WOO," he smiles "feels good." The tendrils dissipate and reform in his hands.
The doctor nods, his expression neutral as he rapidly writes in a small notebook. "Tell me Mr. Bryant. I know this might be hard to put into words, but can you describe how you do that?"
"Well, the way I think about it, it feels kind of natural. A sword isn't supposed to be thought of as a weapon, but an extension of ones self, so really, all I'm doing is extending myself across whatever space is present, and connecting with my energy. My energy is more easily accessed when i use an emotional trigger." He seems surprised at his own explanation. "I almost sounded smart!" He smiles.
"Indeed, that is a very interesting way of putting it." The doctor thinks for a moment. "I've heard from others that you rely on aggression a lot for your abilities, an yet the Commander ordered you to develop them in a less aggressive way. How did you feel about this?"
"Well, to be honest, that was how it started. I had a lot of pent up anger about Tytus, and then I used it, and it was easy...but then i looked at myself and asked 'Would God want me relying on anger to win battles', so instead I started thinking about..." he scratches the back of his head. "Jessicaaaa, so my strength is fueled by good feelings, which I'm happy about and it helps my friends out, which is even better." His glow turns whiter as he mention Jessica.
Dr. Picardo raises an eyebrow, asking, "Ms. Chambers? So the two of you are in a relationship, I take it?"
"Well, we have been for a while.....Sir" He feels like he is talking to her dad for a moment, then laughs at himself.
The doctor shakes his head, saying, "It is none of my business who she starts a relationship with, I'm just aware of how hard of a time she has had having a stable relationship. I wish you both well, and I am glad to hear our psionic soldier has something to motivate him."
"Thank you sir, that means a lot from you." Aaron smiles.
"No problem," The doctor says. "Now, back to work. Besides the ability you just demonstrated, what other powers have you manifested?"
"I learned how to inspire others through the resonance of positive emotions. I have been able to, at times, get into peoples heads, see what they are dreaming, or send them images to affect their state of being. I can make shapes from my energy, and I don't know if I have done anything else really." He thinks hard.
"I see. Would you mind demonstrating these to me as well?" The doctor steps over to the door and opens it, sticking his head out and saying something to someone, then looks back at Aaron for his answer.
"I don't mind at all." He readies himself.
The doctor nods to Aaron, then to the person outside. He steps aside to let a young Asian women into the room. "Mr. Bryant, this is Tomoyo Kinomoto. Tomoyo, Aaron Bryant."
Aaron bows, thinking for a moment. "Moshimoshi!"
Tomoyo bows back, and smiles. In perfect English, she says, "You're accent is very good, but 'moshimoshi' is more appropriate when talking to someone over the phone or on the computer. In person, you should say 'Konnichiwa'."
He laughs. "Sorry, still learning." He bows. "Konnichiwa, Are you the volunteer for testing my abilities?"
"I am. And I'm glad to be of service. And nobody is twisting my arm, so don't hold back on my account, okay?" She takes a seat in a chair on one side of the room. Doctor Picardo starts hooking a machine to her, placing several sensors to her head in various places.
"What do you want first? Shapes, me in your brain, me sending stuff, or to be inspired with my noodle?" He seems a tad uncomfortable.
"Why don't we try some telepathy." The doctor takes a step back. "Aaron, if you could send Tomoyo an image of...an animal."
Aaron focuses, his glow intensifying. He sends an image of a Gorilla through his tendril. He attempts to be gentle, lightly touching her mind, almost like petting, afraid to let loose. Tomoyo closes her eyes. "I...I see an ape? No...no, a gorilla, right?"
Aaron retracts the tendril. "YES!" He smiles.
"Fascinating." The doctor rubs his chin. "Why don't you try sending her a specific animal, something she wouldn't be able to recognize just by glancing at it."
This time he thinks about an Okapi. Tomoyo strains, trying to think. "I...I'm not sure....it...it's some kind of hooved animal...it's kinda like a zebra, except only it's legs are black and white, the rest is...brown..."
Aaron smiles, looking at the doctor. "Need me to fill her in?"
"If you could," he answers.
"Its an okapi." Aaron looks at them. "You told me to be specific."
Tomoyo smiles, and Dr. Picardo nods, saying "Indeed I did, and this is exactly the result I was looking for. The fact that she could describe an animal she is unfamiliar with tells me that your abilities go beyond simply letting others know what you are thinking, it actually allows you to create a vivid image in their head."
He turns to Tomoyo and says, "Now, if our subject approves..." Tomoyo nods, "I'd like you to now take from her mind instead of giving. There is a reason I chose someone you wouldn't know. Please try to read her mind and tell me some personal information."
Aaron channels his energy and sends his tendril forward feeling for her mind he worms his way in and looks around trying to gain as much info as he can. "There is a bird in a blue field, you had it's yolk? And you took it home? No the yolk is your home." He looks upset. "NO Yokohama you learned with a bird in Yokohama?" he looks defeated. "I'm sorry, reading others is difficult, its like reading a painting, a lot is left to interpretation."
No One Puts Psycho in the Corner
Part One
Aaron Knocks on the door to Dr. Picardo, praying there are no pods involved. "Come in, Mr. Bryant," The doctor says, closing the email he was reading and reaching for Aaron's file.
He steps in and takes a seat. "Dr. Picardo, good to see you again sir."
"Likewise. How are you feeling today?"
"Confused, but excited to explore my abilities!" he smiles.
"That's good." Dr. Picardo reads his file for a moment. "How are your abilities coming along? I see from your file that you reported difficulties manifesting them, particularly physical side-effects.
"I have a lot or spikes of pain when i use them too long or too hard. It makes my nose bleed, I think its like a hemorrhage or something. I'm not sure." He lets out one. "Ha, but you're the doctor, and that's why you're here."
"Indeed." The doctor thinks for a moment. "Can I be perfectly honest with you, Mr. Bryant?"
Aaron gets serious. "Yes sir. I wouldn't want you to be any other way."
"I not exactly qualified for this, but then, who is? You are the first of your kind, the next step in human evolution, and this is as much a new experience for me as it is for you. Honestly, Dr. Valhen would probably be the best suited for you, but she's busy in the labs as I' m sure you can imagine. However, I am nothing if not diligent, so you can trust that I have your best interests in mind and will do all that I can to help you through this."
"Oh, well, damn doc, that was heartfelt." He smiles. "I thought you were going to tell me I had cancer or something, which would have been a real buzz-kill your know, but I really . . ." he notices Dr. Picardo's unamused expression. "Thank you, sir, I appreciate your honesty and I want to do all that I can to help you all discover what it is you need too."
"That's good to hear." He glances at something on his computer. "Now I know this probably isn't something you want to hear after spending over a week in those pods, but I'd like for you to have an MRI done. If that's okay with you, of course."
Aaron looks up at the ceiling "GGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah fine!" he grumbles. "I swear to Christ if i wake up in three days i will punch someone in the face!"
"It will only take about a half an hour. Can you stay still during it, or do you need sedation."
"NO! Nonononononono, do not put me under! As long as I can stay awake then I'll be fine!" He sigh.
"Very well." The doctor stands up and holds the door open for Aaron. "Follow me, please. As I said, it won't take more then a half an hour. I need to see what's going on upstairs."
A lot doc. Aaron laughs to himself, following the doctor.
The doctor leads him to the MRI room. As Aaron slides into the machine, the doctor says over the machine's Com, "Now just close your eyes and try to keep your head as still as possible."
"i don't wanna, but fine." He shuts his eyes and holds his head still.
The machine starts up. After fifteen minutes, the doctor says, "Looks good so far. Are you okay?"
" Yea, I'm fine, just getting kind of antsy is all." He feels uneasy.
"You're doing fine. You'll be done before you know it." After another fifteen minutes, the machine powers down, and Aaron's seat is slowly moved out of it.
"Thank God." He jumps out of the seat. "Alright lets go do something awesome."
"The results will be ready in a bit," the doctor says, walking in. "In the meantime, why don't you show me a demonstration of your abilities first hand. Come with me." Aaron follows close behind, relishing a chance to let himself use his gift. The pair walk to a small room with a heavy bag on one end. "Do you mind showing me a physical manifestation of your abilities?"
"WOULD I EVER!" His eyes immediately light up tendrils in the palm of his hand, he punches toward the bag, the tendrils following the path, shooting through the bag. "WOO," he smiles "feels good." The tendrils dissipate and reform in his hands.
The doctor nods, his expression neutral as he rapidly writes in a small notebook. "Tell me Mr. Bryant. I know this might be hard to put into words, but can you describe how you do that?"
"Well, the way I think about it, it feels kind of natural. A sword isn't supposed to be thought of as a weapon, but an extension of ones self, so really, all I'm doing is extending myself across whatever space is present, and connecting with my energy. My energy is more easily accessed when i use an emotional trigger." He seems surprised at his own explanation. "I almost sounded smart!" He smiles.
"Indeed, that is a very interesting way of putting it." The doctor thinks for a moment. "I've heard from others that you rely on aggression a lot for your abilities, an yet the Commander ordered you to develop them in a less aggressive way. How did you feel about this?"
"Well, to be honest, that was how it started. I had a lot of pent up anger about Tytus, and then I used it, and it was easy...but then i looked at myself and asked 'Would God want me relying on anger to win battles', so instead I started thinking about..." he scratches the back of his head. "Jessicaaaa, so my strength is fueled by good feelings, which I'm happy about and it helps my friends out, which is even better." His glow turns whiter as he mention Jessica.
Dr. Picardo raises an eyebrow, asking, "Ms. Chambers? So the two of you are in a relationship, I take it?"
"Well, we have been for a while.....Sir" He feels like he is talking to her dad for a moment, then laughs at himself.
The doctor shakes his head, saying, "It is none of my business who she starts a relationship with, I'm just aware of how hard of a time she has had having a stable relationship. I wish you both well, and I am glad to hear our psionic soldier has something to motivate him."
"Thank you sir, that means a lot from you." Aaron smiles.
"No problem," The doctor says. "Now, back to work. Besides the ability you just demonstrated, what other powers have you manifested?"
"I learned how to inspire others through the resonance of positive emotions. I have been able to, at times, get into peoples heads, see what they are dreaming, or send them images to affect their state of being. I can make shapes from my energy, and I don't know if I have done anything else really." He thinks hard.
"I see. Would you mind demonstrating these to me as well?" The doctor steps over to the door and opens it, sticking his head out and saying something to someone, then looks back at Aaron for his answer.
"I don't mind at all." He readies himself.
The doctor nods to Aaron, then to the person outside. He steps aside to let a young Asian women into the room. "Mr. Bryant, this is Tomoyo Kinomoto. Tomoyo, Aaron Bryant."
Aaron bows, thinking for a moment. "Moshimoshi!"
Tomoyo bows back, and smiles. In perfect English, she says, "You're accent is very good, but 'moshimoshi' is more appropriate when talking to someone over the phone or on the computer. In person, you should say 'Konnichiwa'."
He laughs. "Sorry, still learning." He bows. "Konnichiwa, Are you the volunteer for testing my abilities?"
"I am. And I'm glad to be of service. And nobody is twisting my arm, so don't hold back on my account, okay?" She takes a seat in a chair on one side of the room. Doctor Picardo starts hooking a machine to her, placing several sensors to her head in various places.
"What do you want first? Shapes, me in your brain, me sending stuff, or to be inspired with my noodle?" He seems a tad uncomfortable.
"Why don't we try some telepathy." The doctor takes a step back. "Aaron, if you could send Tomoyo an image of...an animal."
Aaron focuses, his glow intensifying. He sends an image of a Gorilla through his tendril. He attempts to be gentle, lightly touching her mind, almost like petting, afraid to let loose. Tomoyo closes her eyes. "I...I see an ape? No...no, a gorilla, right?"
Aaron retracts the tendril. "YES!" He smiles.
"Fascinating." The doctor rubs his chin. "Why don't you try sending her a specific animal, something she wouldn't be able to recognize just by glancing at it."
This time he thinks about an Okapi. Tomoyo strains, trying to think. "I...I'm not sure....it...it's some kind of hooved animal...it's kinda like a zebra, except only it's legs are black and white, the rest is...brown..."
Aaron smiles, looking at the doctor. "Need me to fill her in?"
"If you could," he answers.
"Its an okapi." Aaron looks at them. "You told me to be specific."
Tomoyo smiles, and Dr. Picardo nods, saying "Indeed I did, and this is exactly the result I was looking for. The fact that she could describe an animal she is unfamiliar with tells me that your abilities go beyond simply letting others know what you are thinking, it actually allows you to create a vivid image in their head."
He turns to Tomoyo and says, "Now, if our subject approves..." Tomoyo nods, "I'd like you to now take from her mind instead of giving. There is a reason I chose someone you wouldn't know. Please try to read her mind and tell me some personal information."
Aaron channels his energy and sends his tendril forward feeling for her mind he worms his way in and looks around trying to gain as much info as he can. "There is a bird in a blue field, you had it's yolk? And you took it home? No the yolk is your home." He looks upset. "NO Yokohama you learned with a bird in Yokohama?" he looks defeated. "I'm sorry, reading others is difficult, its like reading a painting, a lot is left to interpretation."
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