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Entry 13: Video

((Backdated to the port, sorry this is late! I also apologize for the torturous pun in this post.))

[Anyone who was watching Angua's comm earlier got a wolf's-eye view of Gotham as she chased down George the Hulk. The feed switched off when George grabbed her, but now it switches back on some time later to show Angua, human again, wearing what looks like a tattered toga and looking very frazzled. Behind her appears to be a green wall. She's whispering.]

Look, I know you're all a bit busy out there, but is anyone planning on coming back with a cure for this Titan stuff any time soon?

[There's a vague rumble, like thunder, and she glances over her shoulder.]

...Not in needle form, for preference.

...And someone who's got a knack for flight or scaling buildings, for necessity.

[She sighs, adjusting her toga. Yes, Poor Angua's looking a little... F. Wrayed at the seams right now.]

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I can deliver the cure once it's made. [He's not quite as ragged but close, but he's actually smiling.] Are you all right?

Well, the good news is, George seems to think he's protecting me. The bad news is...

[She turns the camera: only a few feet away, the roof she's sitting on ends, and there are many, many, many, many stories between herself and the ground.]

George, it seems, would have a good heart no matter what he's turned into.

I have a flight harness now. I can get both of you to the ground...once he is cured, that is.

Yes, I'm not sure I'd recommend it right now.

I will stay clear and monitor communications until there is need of me.

I'll be more than glad to call on you, Mr. Dracula. The man's as gentlemanly as you can get when you're on Slab or Slide or Splat or whatever this is, but I would really like to get down.

[A while later] Can I bring you anything while we wait? [He's starting to get impatient with the others. Being on top of a building is no fun, and presumably being a Titan isn't either.]

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[The wind has made her hair into a frothy blonde halo around her head, but otherwise, she mostly just looks tired and annoyed.] I suppose I wouldn't say no to a veggie burger.

That I can do. It won't take long. [Just a short flight into more civilized territory.] Hot drink perhaps?

Really? You couldn't do a coffee, could you?

Of course, how do you take it? Also as I understand it these vegetable burgers are served in different ways.

Black. And no preference, as long as it's not mooing.

As you wish.

[It takes him a bit, but he hurries back with a fairly large bundle and one of those large carton-cups of coffee. He approaches very carefully, making sure that the Georgiant is still sleeping.]

I would if I could, but considering the time line and the probable complexity of the formula it's unlikely to happen.

That's very helpful, thank you.

I try.

[Dean is so deep into everything that's going on that he literally has nothing to offer at this point. He can't even begin to wrap his brain around what's going on in this post, he can't fly or scale buildings like a ninja, and he doesn't have a cure for anything let alone PCP.

However.]

Tim's working on it. It's outta my league, so that's all I know. You okay? Where are you?

[Again, Dean gets the view of where she is. The bird's-eye view.]

[Dean tries not to show how hard the bottom of his stomach is trying to drop out at the view; he's not, really, afraid of heights exactly, but he is rather fond of his own mortality and he's allergic to gravity. So. But he squints for any landmarks anyway, and frowns. He keeps his voice low, though.]

You have the shittiest taste in hotels. Alright, um... [Think, Deano, think.] If I can get there - and that's a big if at this point - I might be able to help you down. I'll see if I can get one of the others on it.

I wouldn't unless you've got a cure, Dean. George is feeling very... er... protective.

[So is Dean, but he's pretty sure she'll just yell at him about that, so he lets it go.]

Alright. Hang tight and holler if you move. I'll see what I can do.

[Which let's admit it, is nothing, but he couldn't not. Also, if George is really protecting her, there are worse places to be in this city. >.> ]

[Yes, but are you the Hulk right now, Dean?]

Believe me, there will be plenty of hollering to go about if we move. Especially if I'm the only one moving.

[Not right now, check back in a few floods. Or after a particularly nasty drinking binge. Give him credit - he knows when to let it go. And that time is when you're outweighed by at least twenty times, and the largest caliber gun you have on you will not penetrate the top layer of muscle.]

Just... be careful.

It's George, Dean.

[There's a lot of meaning in that -- certainly, more than she either wants or intends there to be. Realizing that, she bites her lip, looking embarrassed.]

I mean, I don't think he'd actually really hurt me.

[Dean raises an eyebrow at that, because yeah, he notices the embarrassed, and also the meaning. He's seen George around and he likes the guy well enough but he hasn't had much interaction with him - mostly harmless doesn't mean incapable of hurting someone, and besides, he's not himself right now.]

It doesn't have to be on purpose to still hurt you, Angua. And I'm not saying he will, I'm just saying be careful.

Yes, well, as best as I can up here.

The titan serum is really volatile. One of the titans I fought almost had a heart attack from overexertion.

Do you still need help getting down?

Volatile? You don't say. [She is going to bite the next person who asks about getting her down without mentioning a cure first. >:C]

I meant it's effects on a physiological level but in the obvious way too. [Finding a cure is Tim's shtick, he's better at the whole flying and scaling thing :|]

[That's enough to get her attention, anyway.] But he'll be all right after this. When we get back, at least.

You should still get somewhere safe in the meantime.

I can't, though. I really can't.

Do you not want to leave him by himself?

[Yes.] No, I mean I literally can't. He's, er, expressed a very strong wish that I stay here.

Remember that whole part where I offered to help? It still stands. [Smirks.] I've knocked out a few titans already.

Knocked-- good gods, man, he'd go right through the sidewalk from this height!

I didn't say knock through a wall and even if that did happen, I'd catch him with my t.k. before he hit the ground.

You don't need a wall -- we're on the roof.

[Pause.]

You can do that, though? Catch him?

With my powers not being restricted, I could catch the entire building if someone threw it at me.

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