Hunter shrugs at DF. "Sounds like a plan. I take the streets you take the skies?" Hunter begins moving to the front of the bulidng where he parked his motorcycle.
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Zeke gets an odd look on his face, takes a few steps away from the table with the aquarium on it and then falls to his knees doubled over in laughter.  This is soon followed by him flopping onto his side, still folded over himself, holding his stomach from the pain.  If they stick around long enough, tears are soon streaming from his eyes.

Lucas replied, "I'll take the sky..."

He then heard Zeke and his little episode.

"Zeke..are you gonna be all right?"

He can't speak due to the laughter.  But he does manage to make the 'ok' symbol with his hand and waves Dragon Fist off.

Eventually, a few minutes later, he manages to calm down.  Though there are still a few snickers here and there.

Deciding not to ask what was so funny Hunter heads outside stoarts up his motorcycle and takes off.

>>TO THE STREETS>>
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Seeing Zeke wave him off, Lucas summons his armor, and then takes to the air.

>>>>>>>>>>To The Rooftops>>>>>>>>>>

Zeke had a few things to do just now.  Watching this critter again would be a bit annoying.  Standing he stretches slowly and decides to explore the area a bit more.  Heading for the gym he sets his labcoat aside and heads in to get changed.  Coming back out he's dressed in a slightly loose fitting gui.  From the folds of it he pulls an item about the size of a maglight out.  Inspecting it carefully he twirls it a few times away from him, still trying to get used to the balance.  And in many ways the lack there of.  Breathing slowly he holds the emitter away from himself and the crimson blade errupts from the handle with the telltale humming sound of an energy sword.  Setting his feet he gives a little smirk to himself as he moves few the last several lessons he had missed at Tanaka Dojo as well as the few recent ones that he managed to make.  All in all he was a fast learner and since it was technology he was learning the energy blade a lot faster than the Kendo form.  Of course, he had to adjust for the fact he didn't want any of the blade touching his chest or the rest of his body.

He works up a bit of a sweat, the smirk still on his lips as he tosses the hilt in the air and catches it easily with his other hand.

"Heh.  Told'em I was a digital Jedi."

Looking at the hilt he gives it a few more practiced twirls in a flourish.  Holstering the hilt he gives another slow breath, looking to his hands.

"Hmmm...  Atlantean Anti-gravitational device huh?  I wonder..."

Breathing again he looks to a few of the free weights laying around, nothing heavy just a few five pounds weights.  He gives a little high but low pitched cackle, immitating Yoda.

"Mmmm   hm hm mm...  The Force surrounds us.  Binds us together.  It is in you.  Me.  The rocks.  And yes even those weights."

Taking a breath he gets serious.  Closing his eyes and visualizing the weights.

"All right, just calm your mind.  Feel the Force flow through you young Padawaaahhhhhh!"

Zeke goes flying several yards in the air, crashing into a wall, knocking the wind out of him.  Landing on the ground in a slump he groans slightly.

"Oww...  yeah... that was...  that was.... OWWWWWW!  Ugh."

Wincing he slumps a bit more, closing his eyes and just giving his head a chance to stop swimming.

  Appearing with a squeak, Meg hovered in the air for a moment before she moved over to Zeke, and laid her hand gently on his cheek.  "You know, that looks like a really uncomfortable position."

"Rmph...  When Sarda uses a spell on you that throws you like a ... rag doll.  You learn a spell... that throws you like a rag doll."

There's a good sized crack in the drywall a few yards up the wall where he hit.  Obviously this was the gym designed for the mundane members of the Legacy.

The wind got knocked out of him for sure and he cracked a few ribs when he smacked into the wall.  Despite all that, there is still a little smirk and a soft snicker that is expelled after he looks at her.  It's pretty obvious he's already a little loopy from the natural painkillers in his body.

  Meg shook her head, and said "Let's try not to kill ourselves, please?  Makes hot cocoa dates really hard to meet."  Then she let her power flow, her pupils glowing green-gold as she did, and the warmth of healing energies flowing into him and washing away all the pain and damage.

Straightening slowly he gives a little grin as her powers go to work on him.

"Yeah.  Thanks, Meg.  I think it's fair to say that the anti-gravity device I absorbed at your mom's still has a few bugs in it.  Though I think that's probably more an DAU Error than anything else."

Standing up slowly he rubs a few fingers through his hair, closing his eyes as he gets back to his feet, grinning sheepishly and giving another little chuckle.

"Please tell me you didn't pick the name New Age Defenders?  Cause sure it's great and all but... N A D with an S at the end since it's plural?  Yeah."

And that elicits another little chuckle from him.

  Meg laughed, and said "No!  I was outvoted.  I wanted Legacy's Next Generation."

Rubbing his face slowly, more out of reflex than any lingering pain he stretches slowly.  Smilling easily he starts heading back for the lab after picking up the hilt of energy sword, which he had dropped.

"Again Meg, thanks for coming.  I know it wasn't all that serious but still, good to be healed."

Heading along he gets to the lab where unsurprisingly there was just one single waffer thin 1 inch but 1 inch patch of what looks like flesh.  Giving a breath he looks at his watch and shakes his head.  Picking up a few read outs he had gathered on the information he flips through the pages.  Setting them side by side he looks over the results for pitri dish two and three.  Tilting his head to the side curiously he pulls on a lab coat.

"Interesting.  These strands are close but, there's something..."

He blinks slowly as he looks to the chromosomes.  Tapping his fingers against it and sighs, shaking his head slowly.

"Damn...  well maybe this can still work anyway."

Picking up the third pitri dish he drops the duplicate waffer thin patch of flesh looking critter into the aquarium with the critter from the second pitri dish.

  Meg tilted her head, and asked "What are those, Zeke?"  She peered at them curiously.

"Most likely the next step in communication.  Atleast a preliminary experiment of that.  These are the third and fourth samples I've tested.  The first could reproduce asexually but in the presence of sugar it secreted an acid.  The second was able to communicate between its offspring, again asexual reproduction, but they had a very short life span.  They died shortly afterwards."

Tapping the glass curiously he gives a little sigh.

"It seems these two, based on their DNA and chromosome counts reproduce sexually."

  Meg's eyebrows went up, and she said slowly "So, you're breeding . . . critters?"

"Something like that.  I got this idea from absorbing into Rodger.  Basically it will allow for person to person communication without the need of cellphones."

Tilting his head he seems a little agitated, looking to his watch.

"I think."

  Meg unfocused her eyes, looking at the EM interactions.  She said "If it works, it will make some things INCREDIBLY easier.  And in other ways, it might be harder.  Unless everyone's used to multitasking.  I know I am though . . ."

"I think they're symbiotes.  Which means they'll probably do a lot of the work for us to begin with.  It'll just take some getting used to, hearing someone else's voice in your head or seeing images you havn't seen before.  Atleast for most people.  These last few months with Lady Psyche and Peregrine, you get used to it."

Stepping back from the aquarium he gives a little sigh.  Taking off his labcoat.

"Well a watched pot never boils.  Maybe we should give those two some privacy.  I should probably stick around here though, hold down the fort and make sure everything is alright.  We havn't heard from Mirage for a bit.  And usually that means we're going to be having a meeting here soon."

  Meg blinked, bringing her attention back from EM and gravitational fields, and then gave him a grin as she said "I think ALL of us need to get together.  There's a fellow who may be a lot more trouble than you might think.  And you know who I mean!"

"There's been a lot of people lately that could be more trouble than we thought, I started to make a list but ran out of space.  Going to have to specify, please."

He grins easily enough about that as he moves along.  Looking over the different objects.  Tilting his head to the side he gets those electric currents through his eyes and a grin is given.  This time he knew what he was doing.  And looking over the inventory of the building he realizes it had everything he needed.

"Going to have to talk with you over the radio.  Going into a static free environment and the slightest current might cause a few problems in the initial construction."

Motioning for her to follow he heads for the area that was set up as his personal labspace.  He's leave her outside the room but there is a window and an intercom for her to watch and communicate him.  It takes him a bit but she sees him come out in a full fledged surgeon's outfit designed to protect electric equipment.

"How's the intercom working, can you hear me, Meg?"

  Meg said "Reading you loud and clear.  What ARE you up to, Zeke?"

"Creating a computer for use in hostile areas.  Air tight and if I'm right, should be able to hook up to satellite communications even under five miles of rock.  I can't use my phone in here.  Could you call the Registration Office and see who would need to be spoken to about patents, possible military hardware and equipment for use for parahuman teams please?  And get them to come here at their earliest convenience, please."

As he speaks he pulls on a pair of specially made glasses to magnify his work and he sets to carefully sodering chips and bits of electronics together.

  Meg shook her head at him and dialed the number for the registration office.

Hunters motorcycle pulled into the garage of the new Legacy headquarters. Entering the facility he proceede to find Zeke. "Hotwire we've got a problem, One of the new supermafia just attempted to take me out I scared the bajeesus out of him and sent their leader a message. It'll either scare him into making a mistake or get him to send more assasins after me. And I need more clatrops for the bike."