FALCON
Dr. Lau, can we get this cleaned up?
LAU
One moment.
Lau motions to one of the lab assistants, who responds by twisting a knob. Suddenly, the M-Verse portal shines brighter, pouring out a warm ray of energy that strobes the platform surface, clearing it of Plumley’s filth.
Falcon observes Plumley for a moment, the lights on his suit flashing rapidly as it repairs his body and mind.
FALCON
Dr. Caine, I’d like to request a vitals’ check on Plumley, please.
CAINE
Certainly.
Caine opens up an app on her tablet, using her index finger to swipe through the digital system readouts of Plumley’s suit. She compares what she sees to the large screen in the Command Room that monitors the portal's energy output.
CAINE
Plumley’s levels are green. His neuro-link to the suit is compensating for the trauma, though I would advise a short intermission if further psychological damage is inflicted.
FALCON
Thank you, doctor. All right, next we have –
STACY
I’ll go next.
Stacy cuts him off and raises her hand. She’s been itching to hurt somebody ever since Dale provoked her.
Without permission, Stacy walks down the steps of the bleachers and onto the platform. She stands in front of Plumley, arms low and fists clenched.
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