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“I need schematics, if I’m going to approve you working on this, kiddo. Otherwise, you’re going to have to stick with what your teachers give you assignment wise.”
Werner rolled his eyes, annoyed at the condescending treatment he was receiving from Stark. “I am not a student and this is no assignment. I am a TA tinkering in my own free time. I do not have blueprints. I piece things together as I go.”
She really hadn’t meant to teleport to the practice range. Really, the only reason why she was there was because she’d attempted the teleportation spell to get to her room and something had pulled her away to well, here. As Kalista wandered the building, trying to figure out how the hell she was going to get out without getting caught, the sounds of small explosions caught her attention.
So she’d peered around the corner, catching sight of the results of his work, eyes widening when she recognized the telltale feeling of magic. “Not bad at all,” she said out loud, the compliment spilling from her mouth before she could think of the cons of interrupting. Too late to turn back now, may as well plunge on forward. “How’s it work?”
A satisfied smirk crossed his features as a glowing orb of green light appeared in the palm of his hand. “I’m glad you asked.” he mused. “My powers are magic-based. I found my father’s old designs and decided to make one of them my own. This gauntlet is mean to focus my magic.” he explained as he released the ball of light, letting it shoot upright in the air to dissolve in the air before it disappeared entirely.
“This was just a first attempt. I can be quite good at following instructions and...make my own adjustments.”
Bucky looked up as he selected a gun from the rack on the wall, raising an eyebrow at the wanton destruction. “How badass,” he drawled, assembling the gun with quick, deft fingers, not even bothering to glance away from the boy. “You know, the last time I saw someone with that expression on their face, my oldest daughter was a baby.” He finished assembling his gun with a shrug. “Pretty sure she was passing gas.”
He continued to make adjustments to the gauntlet and listened intently to Bucky’s comment. His chest swelled with pride if he was honest. “It’s meant to amplify and direct my magic. I’d say it turned out pretty well for a prototype that had yet to have been field-tested.”
With summer reaching the halfway point of being over, Werner almost lamented over the fact that he had not gotten much done. Thanks to the larger labs still being out of commission, the Doom son was vastly limited when it came to his project. So, instead of assembling the full prototype, he consistently worked on blueprints and managed to build pieces with what he could get his hands on.
Being an opportunist, each piece of broken tech he saw being taken out of the ruined science building for scrap, he took and salvaged for his own gain. His own dorm began to look like an engineer’s lab on its own. For good reason, Stark seemed to be too suspicious and began having eyes on him in the student labs. For a good while, he had been tinkering with a gauntlet design, meant to amplify and focus his magic. Pleased with the finished prototype, he took it with him to the practice range to give it a few test shots.
One right after the other, he blew away targets. With a proud sneer, he fiddled with a few loose bits on the gauntlet.
“Not bad.”
“A suit, huh? Not based off one of your dad’s little suits, are they?”
“Father’s suits were more so designed to cover his scars and amplify his magic. I had other ideas in mind. Nothing is concrete, I am merely tinkering around. Of course, what I can build would not nearly be as dangerous as one of your suits.”
“And, you’ll be telling me a bit about this project, won’t you,” Tony claimed with a raised brow.
“What are you, suspicious?” Werner allowed himself a slight laugh. “Well, if you must know, I am building a suit of my own.”
Tony eyed the young man for a moment, his lips pursing. “When they’re fixed up,” he said vaguely with a shrug of his shoulders. “You got big plans that the kiddy labs won’t agree with?”
Werner gave him a roll of his shoulders. “Nothing big, but the kiddy labs does not necessarily have the kind of tools I need for my project.”
Tony hadn’t exactly discussed it with anyone, but he decided to return from his leave as director. He needed to get out of the house and… the job of director wasn’t exactly hard. It just involved a lot of mind-numbing paperwork. Luckily, he could focus more on campus affairs and the students and leave the paperwork to the couple of assistants he was planning on hiring.
He wasn’t sure what he was expecting when he got back, but his entire office being off and a mess wasn’t it. Everything was in the wrong spot, despite having given specific instructions as to where to put everything. He was slowly moving one thing from one place to another, which was frustrating him beyond relief. So, when there was a knock at the office door and someone opening it, he boiled over.
“I’m not back five minutes and I’m already being bugged?” he asked the intruder as he looked over his shoulder at them.
When access to labs were restricted, it definitely put a kink in Werner’s work. He was using the student-teacher labs and since Tony closed access--it made things frustrating. There was only so much he could work with in student labs without taking apart equipment and drawing attention.
“This will not take but a moment, Mr. Stark. I wanted to know when the labs would open up again.”
“A doombot?” Charlie repeated. “Am I supposed to know what that is?”
“Perhaps it’s a good thing you don’t know what it is. Just a robot.” he answered simply.
“I think I know one or more ways to make this dance a bit more interesting. However--all of them will result in my getting in trouble. Can I get you a drink? I’ve got something better than that kiddie stuff.”
[Werner von Doom: Prom outfit ]
“I’ve never been good at minding my own business,” Charlie admitted with a shrug. “So, what are you building?” he wondered. “You’ve taken quite a lot of stuff from here.”
Werner carefully thought over his words, but thought it best to not lie. “I am building a Doombot prototype. Father wants to see what I can do.”
Charlie had been watching the boy from the room for awhile now. In and out, every time, with something smuggled away in his bag. Sure, he tried to be as inconspicuous about it as possible, but Charlie had been trained to see what wasn’t there. He was up to something. And, normally, Charlie wouldn’t care. But, there wasn’t anything else going on.
When the boy headed back inside, Charlie hopped on down using the trees he’d climbed to get up and followed him inside, working through the halls until he came to a lab where he heard rustling about going on. Slipping inside, he leaned against the door frame and watched the other for a few minutes before clearing his throat. “You probably shouldn’t be taking that.”
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Werner paused with components in hand. He had been deciding on how to touch up the automated defenses on his Doombot design. Being interrupted derailed that train of thought, making him frown in disgust.
“Perhaps not, but don’t you people know how to mind your own business?”
Having received an all clear from the hospital bay Howard soon found himself in the engineering lab, looking for a part of a project he had left behind just over a month ago. The question was which lab was he in? Howard was searching as he saw a flash of green light coming from the next room. No one else should be here at this time. Howard chose to investigate.
Stepping into the room Howard crossed his arms. “Ever heard of not stealing? I assure you I will be informing the school of this.”
Werner raised a brow at his declaration and let out a dry chuckle. “Stealing, me? No no, I was just retrieving a project of mine to work on in my dormitory. You must be mistaken.”
“So studying is getting kinda boring, want to go grab a bite to eat. Maybe a couple drinks?”
“With you? I will pass.”
This was almost too easy. With Stark being out for the count, sneaking into unattended engineering labs for parts was a fairly simple task for Werner. What was ever-more useful was the teleportation spell he had learned in order to transport the materials he needed. It was less conspicuous that way. He gathered what he thought he would require and just finished the spell, creating a flash of green before it was gone.
Of course, luck would have that he was not entirely alone when he poofed awhile a pile of tools and scrap.
“Ever hear of making your presence known when you walk in a room?”
He turned, watching the orb. He shrugged lightly. “Cute trick.
Werner sneered and closed his fist, making the ball of light disappear just as quickly as it had appeared. “Why don’t we go play around in your dad’s lab like the good old days, hm?”
