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CHAPTER 8
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"Does Loki need a type of power source?" Steve specifically asks me.
"He has to heat the cube to 120 million Kelvin," says the banner.
"Just to break through the Coulomb barrier." I shake my head as I notice Steve's perplexity. "It's like a really hot meathead."
"Unless, of course, Selvig has discovered a way to stabilize the quantum tunneling effect." Tony Stark walks into the nerd circle.
My pupils dilate. "That means..." I say, and the banner finishes the job for me.
"He could achieve Heavy Ion Fusion at any reactor on the planet." Banner claims
"Finally, some English speakers." He states.
"Did that just happen?" According to Steve.
The three of us shake hands.
"Dr. Banner, it's a pleasure to meet you. Your research on anti-electron collisions is unrivaled." He states.
"I second that," I say with a smile. "My name is Magdalena."
They both smile at me, as if they appreciate each other.
"And I adore the way you lose control and transform into an enormous green rage monster." He claims
"Thank you." Banner expresses regret.
"Don't be embarrassed, doctor banner. I once made Steve pass out because he stole my cheese itz."
"Dr. Banner is only here to keep an eye on the cube. I was hoping you two would accompany him "he claims.
"Let's play some, boys," I say as I walk into the lab.
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Looking at the screen, I say, "The reports are consistent with the selvics research."
Banner takes a look at the screen behind me. "This will take weeks," he predicts.
"We bypass their mainframe and direct a reroute to the Homer cluster, clocking in at around 600 teraflops." According to Tony
"I only brought a tooth brush," he explains.
I sneer. "At the very least, you packed."
"You two should visit stark tower at some point. The top ten floors are all dedicated to research and development. It's the land of candy "he claims.
"Thank you, I kinda...broke Harlem the last time I was in New York," he says.
"How about you, cheese head?" he says as I eat my cheese itz.
"I'm not sure. I work a regular 6-to-8-hour day job "I say visualizing.
"How did you make a living?" According to Tony
Unfortunately, I work as a computer software engineer at Facebook," I explain.
"You work at Facebook and you're tracking a cube of mass destruction?" Banner declares.
"Yeah. "I only have a bachelor's degree," I say, keeping an eye on the screen.
"Well, I promise a stress-free environment," he says, shocking Dr. Banner.
"Take cover!" When he does it, I yell and hide under a table. "I was joking. "Partially," I mumble the last part.
"Are you crazy?" Steve explains.
"No, this is Patrick," I say, in a duh tone.
"You've really got a lid on it, don't you?" What's your trick? Jazz that is mellow? Bongo drums? "Huge weed bag?" He says he's going to list some methods.
"Bongo drums do not appear to be your thing. And weed is just plain nasty "I state my case. Steve grabs my arms. "We'll talk about that later," he says harshly into my ear.
"Is everything a joke to you?" he snarls. I've never seen Steve so enraged before.
Tony retorts, "Funny things are."
"It's not funny to jeopardize the safety of everyone on this ship. No offense intended, Dr." He says this while looking at the banner.
"How can that not be offensive?" I retort.
"You jumped under the table," says the banner.
"I was kidding," I say, "it's not my fault you can't."
Tony says, "You're tiptoeing, big man, you need to strut."
Steve covers my mouth with his massive hand just as a sentence comes out of my mouth.
"And you need to concentrate on the problem, Mr. Stark," he says as I lick his palm, causing him to release his grip.
"Asshole," I call it.
"Do you believe I'm not? Why did Fury call us, and why now? Why not earlier? What is he not telling us? I won't be able to solve the equation unless I have all of the variables." He states.
"You can't argue with algebra," I agree.
"You think Fury is hiding something, don't you?" he says to me.
"He works as a spy. And the leader of a multi-level organization. I'm certain "I sigh and roll my eyes.
Tony rests his arm on my shoulder and points lazily at the banner. "Isn't it bothering him?" He inquires.
Banner begins to mumble words. "All I want to do is finish my work here."
"Doctor a beat?" Steve inquires.
I go under the desk I brought a beat just for this moment. I throw it at his head. He ducks barley missing it.
"Magdalena!" He says angry "this is a serious topic."
I shut up slightly cursing Steve out and sending him into the pits of tartar.
"I should probably look into that once my decryption programmer finishes breaking into all of SHIELD's secure files." Tony says catching my attention.
"and you wonder why they don't want you around." Steve says rudely.
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