I am become death

   life is nothing more than a series of chemical reactions  

[luciengaudet]

hunter-calligan :

Hunter smirked against Lucien’s ear at the question before feeling the scientist turn his head a little. “I think you and I should take a ride back to my apartment.. or the nearest abandoned building or alleyway if you can’t wait that long,” he chuckled quietly, giving Lucien’s shoulders a little squeeze, forcing some more explicit images into the scientist’s mind to watch him squirm just a bit more. This was all far too entertaining, and Hunter would be lying if he said he didn’t want to watch the pretty Frenchman moan and cry out his name.

“Would you like that, Lucien? Would you like me to take care of that for you?”

Lucien struggled to keep his head about him. Usually he wasn’t so impulsive, but his thoughts kept roaming to places they shouldn’t with this man he barely knew. He could visualize the moments so clearly. Feel Hunter pressed against him, his tongue move along the length of his neck. The questions came and Lucien was up out of his chair taking Hunter’s hand and pulling him out of the cafe as he grabbed his coat not bothering to put it on. He walked with purpose past the familiar storefronts and bars that littered the street taking a side alleyway moving down it so they were obstructed by an fire exit that was built into the side of the building. He pressed Hunter against it lips seeking out the pair that had taunted him the entire time he was in that shop. They were softer than expected. 

[connor-frayne]

text: are you in your room?

text: … the fuck are you doing back? Yeah, why?

[luciengaudet]

connor-frayne :

Connor honestly didn’t know where they would go from here; it was a mess that he wished he could fix, but unfortunately, that probably wasn’t possible. “We don’t ‘ave to hate each other, Luci. But I ain’t gonna let you kill her. Just like I wouldn’t let her kill you,” he said softly. “No one else I care about is gettin’ hurt.”

“Meta’s and humans are at war Connor. Don’t be so foolish to think you can protect anyone. You are a traitor. You can’t possibly live in both worlds for much longer. You will have to choose a side.” He already knew what side Connor would choose. “It will be easier for both of us if we hate each other.” Lucien pulled away letting the cold wash over him. 

[luciengaudet]

hunter-calligan :

Hunter just watched Lucien’s reaction to the images he’d pushed into his mind, smirking slightly as the scientist shifted and crossed his legs before giving a nervous, awkward-sounding little laugh. It was adorable, even coming from a scientist as twisted as Lucien. Hunter didn’t give a fuck, though. He was about as twisted as Lucien was in his own way. The detective just enjoyed the view, enjoyed watching the scientist try his very hardest – pun intended – to control his growing arousal.

“Mm, I know,” he said with another little smirk, raising his eyebrow slightly at Lucien’s questions that followed. “Your number would be great, but..” Hunter got to his feet, making his way around the table to lean over Lucien, putting his hands on his shoulders as he whispered in his ear. “I’d really like to help you out with your.. problem.. first. I can tell it’s very.. hard,” he purred, a little grin gracing his features.

Lucien relaxed a little as Hunter got up until he realized the man wasn’t leaving, but circling the table to his time. He felt the man at his back and tensed arms in his lap trying to hide his erection. His mouth going dry at the words that snuck in his ear. “I...” He struggled to reply wanting to adamantly deny what he was being called out on. Instead he closed his mouth feeling a chill run over his body at Hunter’s closeness. 

“And....how would you intend to do that?” Lucien’s words a breathless whisper barely touching the air as he struggled to stay still in his seat. His face turning so his cheek could brush Hunter’s feeling the stubble tickle his smooth skin. 

[luciengaudet]

A note left on Lucien's bed reading: "Je suis désolé, papa. Je devais le faire, je devais partir. Je t'aime toujours. Summer"

Lucien crumpled the note in anger. He knew she would leave. He should have never taken the chip out. Regret clutched at his heart knowing it was partly his fault that she left and whatever she did now was on his hands. Would he have to hunt her down like he did other metas? What would he do if he saw here again? Maybe it was for the best. Maybe she would grow more with her time away. Then again she could end up with Kara and then what? Was he supposed to fight and kill his own daughter? Looking back at the letter he read it again and again willing it to say something different, but it read the same every time. She had left him. 

[luciengaudet]

Making Monsters Quinn/Lucien

[luciengaudet]

dr-quinn-parker :

Quinn was deeply absorbed in her work when the soft ringing from her computer startled her. She nearly jumped out of her chair with a yelp until she realized it was just a call from Lucien Gaudet. Perhaps she was a little more tense than she thought, but being alone in a lab for hours on end with no disturbances would do that to a person. She tapped a button on the touch screen and his face popped up on her screen. Before she could even ask what was going on, he was speaking. 

The name of Irons…Jim Irons had her eyes narrow slightly and she swallowed. A subtle resolve took over her features, and she found herself responding to the other scientist. “I wholeheartedly agree with that view,” she replied with an even tone. The redhead had never expressed her desire to rid the world of Metahumans like the Nephilim until now, but recently she had been thinking it over more and more. Some of them deserved to die. “Give me twenty minutes to go get some coffee and I’ll be there. How would you like yours, Dr. Gaudet?” 

“Good to hear Dr. Parker and I like my coffee black.” He said before hanging up with her. His hands danced across the holoscreen. Everything was still intact. It was just a matter of reprogramming the pod. It would take a few weeks for the meta to grow fully. They also had to decide what genetics and powers to give the meta, which was dependent on the samples he had left. Not stupid enough to put everything in Connor and Kara. He had other samples usable from other meta’s as well. Ruling out powers he didn’t want he saved a few he thought would be good and then would leave Quinn to pick out of those. Trusting her more now that he could tell her resolve had changed. It was no more about saving every meta. He’d never admit that he agreed. Some deserved to live, but he would always support the killing of most to all if it was for the greater good of humanity.

Soon enough she arrived with a coffee for him and he explained what he’d done. And even offered to put some of the powers he thought lesser back on the table if she could come up with a good reason why. He wanted this meta to be powerful. To be able to defend and protect, attack and kill. 

[luciengaudet]

hunter-calligan :

Hunter just smiled at Lucien’s little comment, his eyes never leaving the pretty scientist. He knew just how twisted Lucien was from all the stories, but in some strange way, Hunter sort of admired that. “My rate? Well, I’m not cheap, though I’m sure I could give you some sort of discount.. for a price,” he murmured with a smirk, subtly projecting thoughts into Lucien’s mind of the two of them having some fun of the naked kind together. “Mm, so I’ve been told. Not everyone, no, only the attractive ones,” he chuckled, sitting back in his chair as he looked the scientist over.

Lucien watched the other and couldn’t help, but smile at his ridiculous offer of a discount for a price, which would negate the discount. Something he would have pointed out if his mind hadn’t gone x-rated. Images of rolling around naked atop a bed with Hunter over him, muscles flexing from their exertion. He licking a trail of sweat up Hunter’s cheek. Never in his life did he remember having such a vivid or explicit fantasy about someone else. This was all somehow Connor’s fault. Shifting, trying to stifle an inappropriate boner, the Frenchman crossed his legs. He laughed then, perhaps a bit too hurriedly not sure if he was more more embarrassed or more turned on, leaning on more embarrassed as it grew the more turned on he got. He would have thought of a reason to leave, but now standing was out of the question. Impossible to hide that from Hunter. 

“You’re very charming.” He said with an awkward sort of smile. “So what is it you want from me Hunter? Your still at my table. Is it my number? To ask me to dinner? To ask me outside? What is it you really want to ask me?” 

[luciengaudet]

eternxlsummer :

Summer was surprised at how quickly Lucien had agreed to this. Perhaps it was better to do it now and not run the risk of someone else finding out and stopping them, but it was still surprising. She smiled at him when she noticed him looked at her, hoping he didn’t know what she planned. Once the chip was out, she would pack a bag and go. Leave a note for him perhaps, but go nonetheless. Summer didn’t want to hurt him, didn’t do it to hurt Lucien, but she couldn’t stay here any more. Metas couldn’t be eradicated like CARMA wanted, like Lucien wanted.

She followed him to his lab and hopped up on the table. As he went to pull up the information, Summer just watched silently. There was a sense of anticipation pumping through her, an excitement she didn’t think she’d actually felt outside of her memories. Once Lucien had the required information, she grinned, unable to help herself. It was really happening. This was amazing. She nodded, taking the gown. Hopping down from the table, Summer quickly pulled off her top and put on the gown before shimmying out of her jeans and kicking off her shoes. “I’m ready.”

“Come.” He ushered her to the table strapping her down before administering the sedative. Soon enough she was asleep and Lucien was following the protocol for removing the chip. In his hand he held a small tracking device. One he’d meant to put in her neck to replace the chip, but much smaller and harder to detect. Summer was his daughter though and he’d betrayed her enough over the short time she’d been awake. Enough times that he didn’t want to again. Hunter had said he could find anyone. If she ran he’d send the man after her. If only to make sure she was okay. 

He set the tracker to the side and pulled off the ring that was on his finger. A simple silver band that Sal had given him. Pulling out a silver chain he’d recently purchased he put the ring on and slipped it into the pocket of Summer’s jeans. She may run, even so he wanted her to have something to remember him by. He did love her in the only way he could because she was his. 

The surgery wasn’t invasive and didn’t take long. Once done the surgery machine sutured up the wound, a small one with a short recovery time likely due to the faster healing time of her and the more advanced equipment, When Summer came too Lucien asked the required questions and had her run through the required tests before she could be released from his lab. She was coherent and the sedative had completely been metabolized by her body. The after effects of them wholly improved over the years. 

“The chip is removed. Know your next decisions reflect on me.” His words firm as he gestured to her clothes. “Get dressed and then you may go. My testing schedule needs to resume. I have deadlines to meet.”  

[connor-frayne]

text: are you in your room?

text: … the fuck are you doing back? Yeah, why?

[luciengaudet]

connor-frayne :

As Connor listened to the scientist, he realised Lucien was right. They should never have gotten so involved to begin with; it was only ever going to end up disastrous. Chaotic, just as Lucien had said. The only problem was that they.. were probably always going to feel drawn to one another. Connor pushed himself up a little with a groan, still feeling a little dizzy and heavy from the sedative. “We should never ‘ave done… this. Whatever this is. I should never ‘ave done it. I fucked everythin’ up with everyone,” he muttered, pulling his feet up a little and resting his head on his knees, sighing heavily. “It might not ‘ave worked between us, but we’re always gonna want each other, Luci.”

“Want and need are two different things.” Though Lucien wasn’t sure if he wanted or needed Connor. He knew what he wanted to believe, which left him with nothing to say. For a moment he remained quiet. He should leave, but he could still feel Connor’s warmth. “So what do we do? Pretend this never happened. Continue to hate each other. Do I focus on killing her, then you would only have me to love.” He glanced back at Connor. “It’s a joke. I plan on killing her because she is a meta.” That wasn’t a joke. 

[luciengaudet]

Touched by Madness: Lucien & Sal

With the power negation, the Nephilim, and Summer having left once her chip was removed Lucien was on pins and needles. Quinn and his research and development of a new meta was too far from completion and that meant Sal was a sitting target. He’d thought to go rogue, but decided to write a long and elaborate plea to CARMA on why he should be allowed to enhance the commander for CARMA. He had no care for any other’s in the facility other than Sal. Especially since they’d patched things up to a degree. They still had issues and likely always would, but were working through them. 

He’d gotten approval from CARMA to go forward with his enhancement of the commander. As he’d done everything else behind the man’s back so he decided to keep the truth from the commander. Sal would never agree to it. No matter what Lucien’s reasons were. He’d say he worried too much like he always did. Lucien had to worry that much because Sal seemed to not worry at all or if he did it was about everyone, but himself. 

Looking over at the man’s sleeping profile he thought over his actions and felt justified. Sal would never protect himself. He’d never agree to being protected and he needed protection. At least until Quinn and his second meta was completed. Then he could program him to protect those important to him, like Sal and Summer. Of course Lucien was just as bad at forgetting about himself, but for the opposite reason. It was because he worried so much for everyone else that he forgot to worry for himself. 

It was Quinn’s super soldier serum he was using, though modified to bring out enhancements. He wouldn’t be a meta, but would have enhanced combat abilities. It would make it easier to fight off meta’s when they attacked and they would attack him eventually, not to mention he had little trust in the metasquad to keep Sal safe. Only he could keep Sal safe he reminded himself as he sat up in the bed and reached into the drawer pulling out the injection gun that also had a sedative in it that would put Sal back to sleep for at least another ten minutes and make him forget he was injected. In theory that should be what happened. He’d find out shortly if it worked or not. 

Sal stirred when injected eyes widening, narrowing, then closing once more as his hand moved to his neck. Lucien replaced the hand down once the man was back to sleep. The injection site was barely noticeable and he put the empty vile and injection gun back into his drawer and moved closer to snuggle into the commander feigning sleep until he felt the man stir. 

“There is still five minutes until the alarm...” He said in a sleep filled voice hugging the Commander tighter. He needed more sedative that was for sure. It only lasted five minutes barely enough time for Lucien to put things back to normal especially himself. “..go back to sleep Sal.” 

@commander-bradbury

[luciengaudet]

hunter-calligan :

Hunter was good. He was very good. But he was also aided a lot by his abilities. His mind control was especially useful when it came to getting criminals to comply. Mind reading too. It made getting confessions so much easier, which made his job a lot easier than it would be for any normal human. “Of course I could. I’m a detective,” he said with a little smirk. “Why, do you need me to do a little P.I. work for you?” Hunter asked curiously. He chuckled softly when he saw the scientist blushing again; it was an effect he usually had on people, and Hunter was entirely okay with that. “Of course. You’re very attractive, Dr. Gaudet. And it’s Hunter. Hunter Leon Calligan if we’re getting personal.”

“Confident. I like that aspect of you.” He commented drinking his coffee to try and had a smile that was coming from the man’s flirtatiousness and forwardness. “Not at the moment, but I may in the future and it would be nice to have someone I can trust to find them. What is your rate? Is it hourly? I’ve never hired a P.I. before.” Lucien was kind of excited about the whole prospect. “Mr. Calligan. You are too bold.” Despite his words the smile was painted on his face at being called very attractive. “Are you this forward with everyone you meet?” 

[luciengaudet]

eternxlsummer :

Summer nodded. The need for a sedative or at least local anesthetic was clear given he would need to cut into her neck to remove it. Flinching or movement would only risk damage to her spinal cord. “Can you find out?” she asked. That information couldn’t be that readily available, or else escapees would use it more often, she reasoned. She didn’t want him to get it wrong. That could be disastrous. She climbed into the car quickly. Her demeanour quieted as he mentioned leaving her. It had been a difficult pill to swallow that Sal didn’t see her the way he did in her memories. To him, she was a stranger, not his daughter. She nodded slowly. “Okay.” She couldn’t say it was okay, because it wasn’t. She had been hurt, been angry. But he was still her father. “Je t’aime.”

“Yes. I have access to most files and if I don’t, I can get Sal’s access. I know his logins. He’s not very guarded around me and knowing him he has not changed them or if he has its a slight variation in the number or special character. It won’t take me long to .” Sal was a creature of habit and would do the minimal security asked to protect his password. It would be hard to hack if you didn’t know him, but Lucien knew him, probably better than anyone. “Je t'aime aussi ma fille” Lucien replied regarding her profile at a stoplight. She was so much like him, stubborn, curious, and determined. It was a complicated combination. He proved it could be good and bad, much as she could. She could stay with CARMA and erratic metas or join the rebels once he took out the chip. It had been a long time since his heart pounded so strongly. He was walking that fine line of treachery once more, but if it would make her free it was worth it to him. She was never meant to be kept on a leash. He never agreed to those terms CARMA had proceeded as they saw fit with his creation, his daughter as if they owned it. They only had her because of him and therefore he felt vindicated in his actions. Arriving back on the base he led her to his lab. Things were already spotless as he had assistance clean it while he was gone. It was empty and sterile, cold and unfeeling as he could be. “If you’d like to sit.” He said nodding to the lab table as he went to his desk and computer next to it pulling up the screen and searching chip removal. Low and behold it wasn’t information he could access. Summer the likely reason for that. Needless to say it took him less than five minutes to get into the computer system under Sal’s account and he did have access to that information as the commander of the base. The operation was an easy one and he needed Sal’s signature to deactivate the chip. Another easy hack as he could mimic the man’s signature easily. The joys of a photographic memory and ability to recreate a signature as he saw it. Then it was just programming the Da Vinci Surgical System to run the surgery. It would take little to no time at all. The sedation would be the longest part of it next to the long explanation to Sal after of why he did what he did. Moving to the back wall where storage units were he pressed the button for one to auto open offering him a gown. He moved back to Summer handing it to her. “You’ll have to change into this. The procedure won’t take long, but sedation is necessary.” 

[luciengaudet]

silent-katie :

Katie listened with rapt attention at the scientist’s theories. They were all sound, if unproven, but then again so were many other hypothesis’. It was fascinating to watch Lucien think. Like watching the pieces of a puzzle fall into place. The formal title startled Katie and she shook her head quickly. “Please, I’m not a doctor, much as I wish I was. But I think it is an interesting theory, especially if the mutation is recessive. I do wonder at the ethics of testing humans; even if they turn out to be metas, if word got out…” she shuddered at the thought. “Perhaps we could get hold of some family trees of metas with human relatives first, see if it matches up. I’d also like to study pubesent metas, since their mutations are more recent.”

“I see are you studying to be a doctor?” He asked and wondered how she was in R&D without a doctorate. Perhaps CARMA was a bit more desperate for scientist then they had been. Hearing what happened to Quinn made that more believable. “A sound research technique, but a slow one. Time is not something we have an abundance of, especially with the enemies of CARMA. Ethics doesn’t always have a place in scientific study. Eventually human tests will have to be conducted and perhaps some will expire. Quinn has some research on recessive genetics with her super soldier program. Perhaps starting there would save some time.” 

[connor-frayne]

text: are you in your room?

text: … the fuck are you doing back? Yeah, why?

[luciengaudet]

connor-frayne :

“What’s the point of cold, distant love?” Connor asked, his brows furrowing a little in confusion until he felt Lucien’s hand softly turn his head to face the scientist. He tensed up a little, knowing he shouldn’t let Lucien that close. It was dangerous. Really dangerous. There was no way he could resist the scientist when he was that fucking close. He swallowed thickly and closed his eyes when he felt the brush of Lucien’s lips against his own, soon opening his eyes again to meet the other’s gaze. “Wonderful? I’m far from wonderful. All I do is hurt people without even meanin’ to. I don’t deserve anyone’s love. Not yours, not hers.. no one’s.”

“It’s hard to explain and it’s not always cold and distant. Sal...he sees things differently. He’s afraid to love, while your love burns hot, but is pure chaos. It doesn’t matter if you’re deserving of love or not. You are loved Connor. By both Kara and myself. For some unknown reason I love you.” He sat up with a heavy sigh. “It could never work between us even if you chose me and I you. You’d be hated and hunted by your own kind. I may not be the head of R&D any longer, but there are many out there that wish me dead Connor. I’ve done things in the name of science no one has and its because of that truth I can sleep at night. Could you stand to sleep next to me knowing the things I’ve done. I’ve killed more than I’ve saved and I will kill more, both meta and human, with the things I create in the name of science. If I discover something revolutionary I’ll be remembered for that firstly, no matter what atrocities I commit because science is not moral or amoral, it’s not race, gender, or political; it’s purely truth and I will stop at nothing to find the truth.” 

[oyalee]

[luciengaudet]

agentdeja :

“In real life it can be scary, not while you’re practicing targets of course.” Deja laughed, “Missions and stuff can get sticky and sometimes the only way out is to pull the trigger- even if you don’t want to.” Her mind seemed to flashback to a mission years ago, it still haunts her. 

“I would think if you are pulling the trigger it is a life or death situation. It’s the understanding that if you don’t, your life will be in danger and with those that are rising with the downfall of CARMA as their goal, pulling the trigger should be something you don’t hesitate on.” Rationally he knew that should be true, but then he thought of Connor and of Sal. Could he ever pull the trigger on either man, or Summer for that matter. “Yet...your point resounds with truth. Perhaps I’m better off not learning to shoot and instead having someone like you as a bodyguard for when I leave the lab alone. I know I’ve been away for a time, but my assumption is there are still a vast many who would like to see me dead. To study virus’ and their reactions in a host in involves infecting a host and in 97.6897% of my experiments the host dies. Not my goal.” He lied. It was his goal to eradicate all metas, but for CARMAs knowledge his goal was to make a virus that killed the meta gene and left the host alive. It wasn’t impossible, but highly improbable though he was still trying in a way. By making specific virus’ for each brand of meta he was genetically mapping them. It would be near impossible to make one that could fix them all, but he could make one that would neutralize their powers for a time. It depended on the meta’s strength. It could be as short as thirty minutes to a full day. It was hard to say as he hadn’t gotten too far in that study since most inevitably died as he was still mapping the new genetics of every meta. Once he hit one he’d studied before he could try the next neutralizing virus.  “I think some forget that to study meta that means taking them apart, that means not all will live. I want to make sure you understand that before entering my lab. I cannot say what will happen in the experiment I will be trying. It could live or it could die, the only thing that matters is the information gathered, that its useful, that its new.” 

[luciengaudet]

eternxlsummer :

“I know.” She believed him, or at least believed that he would try. As long as CARMA had the chip in her neck, however, there was nothing he could do if they wanted to hurt or kill her. She gave him a small smile as he gripped her shoulder. “Thank you.” She nodded, wanting to know how it was removed. “Merci, Papa.” Her eyes shut as he kissed her cheek. “I won’t,” she lied. He wouldn’t like what she was planning, but it didn’t mean she was deserting him forever. It just meant she couldn’t stand with CARMA.

“Come then. Let us go to my lab. I can’t think the procedure will take long. I will likely have to give you a sedative to remove it. I’m doctor of genetics and virus’ not of computer chips. I’m not sure the process or if I will have to deactivate it or put it into another meta to keep it from activating. I need both hands to be an effective doctor.” Leading her out of the coffee shop they moved to his BAIC Arcfox-7. Lucien always driving cars that suited his life style, expensive and rare. Opening the door for her he closed it once he was in moving to the drivers seat. “I can’t apologize enough for the way I left. I never meant to abandon you. I thought your father would...Sal would...” He sighed. “It wasn’t his responsibility to take that role, it was mine. I failed you as a parent and I can only blame my own inexperience, but those memories you hold of growing up. Those memories I share with you. They mean everything to me, much as you do. It’s why I’m willing to risk everything for you. I realized that when I was in France. You aren’t just a creation, just a thing. You are my daughter.” 

[luciengaudet]

silent-katie :

Katie gave a light shrug in response, letting the subject drop. Of course not everyone was accepting of their meta family, especially when that family turned out to be useless. The other scientists question made Katie smile; it was like she was in elementary school all over again, only now the student had become the teacher. “Yes, you’re doing fine.” She nodded. Her smile faded slightly as she pondered how to answer his next questions. “I’ve tested myself, naturally, although I believe if I had a meta gene the powers would’ve manifested by now. As for my brother, he’s skilled in manipulating perception -mainly other peoples’. It’s not a gift I admire.” For all his skills, Blake might as well be lying to the world every time he used it. “No one else in my family is a meta, thank God. But I have my own theory about the gene; it could be recessive, which is why it only shows up in certain people, even when neither of their parents demonstrate abilities. Of course, there’s no proof of either theory, but I hope to change that soon.”

“A theory I believe as well. It is why I test myself often. I know the progress I’ve made is astounding, even to myself at times and I wonder how a human can accomplish so much, so I test myself because that mutation is in my family, in my twin. I do believe it is in all of us and the question is what makes it manifest. Is it internal or external? Is there a general cut off date or can it manifest at any age. Can it be forced to manifest?” Lucien’s eyes narrowed as he spoke the last and he pulled out a notepad and pen writing the last down. “Perhaps that is something we should look into. What external forces could force a mutation. It’s an interesting theory. I think one CARMA would like to explore if we can come up with a good enough test and reason to test the theory. Putting human’s with meta’s in their family under extreme distress could lead to mutation. I believe that is a possibility. Your thoughts doctor?”