The Demon Core [closed]

[captainbuzzkill]

Who| Dipper and Pidge
What| A duo mission gone haywire
Where| Planet Freep, the Second Galaxy
When| After Silent Horizon, before Books of Magic and Out With the Old
Warnings/Notes| N/a

The mission is simple. As part of the ongoing diplomatic missions to the Second Galaxy, they're to meet with the leaders of the planet Freep in a peaceful exchange of information about Freep's technology and what technology the UP can offer them, so that trade can be opened up between them.

Pidge is on the mission due to her technical expertise and Dipper's supposed to be some extra muscle in case things go south, to help Pidge hold out until backup can come from the Legion. Kid Quantum felt the mission was easy enough for it to be a good place for Dipper to dip his toes back in the water after his involuntary medical leave.

So far, it's been as easy as expected. The Freepians have very advanced computer technology and energy sources to share, and they're very pleased with the threshold gates and hard light holograms that the UP can offer.

There's not much that Dipper can do when it comes to all the tech stuff so he leans against a nearby wall with his arms crossed, as Pidge gets to work, smiling a little at her obvious enthusiasm.

...And trying to avoid seeming like he's staring because that'd come off totally weird and creepy. Doo dee doo, just minding his business, keeping an eye out for potential threats.

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[captainbuzzkill]

Dipper's nose starts bleeding.

"Yeah, we have to or Mabel's going to worry. I still have to tell her about --" He pauses, suddenly looking confused. "I haven't told her about the thing with the Lanterns, but this one will be fine."

Never mind the fact that she's not on Legion World anymore.

"But you're right. We have to -- we have to --" He wobbles, a hand placed on Pidge's shoulder to steady himself. "What was I saying?"

His face goes even paler, almost gray, as his blood pressure tanks, and his eyes roll back in his head. Nuclon is the one laughing now as Dipper stumbles and drops, grabbing onto Pidge's arm as he goes down to try to keep himself from just slamming into the floor. The best he can manage is a controlled drop, where he winds up at least sitting down first.

"Oooh, disorientation this fast?" crows Nuclon. "We might be looking at 1000 rads in a minute. New record, but I guess I can't take all the credit. The partial meltdown did some of the work."

"Pidge," Dipper says distantly. "I don't think it's a concussion."

[isthisapidge]

Wow, the save of the plant went so well Pidge almost forgot that Dipper was probably dying. Dipper starts to go down and Pidge goes down with him, half-dragged, half-trying to offer support.

"Yeah! Kind of figured!" she says in a rush, pulling out her Omnicom once they're both on the floor and shooting Nuclon a look to say that she's NOT paying any attention to him anymore, except for the part where he's totally right. "That's why I'm sending out an urgent call to Legion right now. Just..lay down if you have to."

Her fingers shake far more than she's comfortable with as everything she read about radiation poisoning plays in her head like an evil radio broadcast. She's only glad that her device is connecting now as the radiation levels start to rapidly drop.

[captainbuzzkill]

The floor isn't a bad place to be, especially since he somehow winds up with his head in her lap. He looks over at Nuclon, still dizzy and disoriented, but has the wherewithal to at least give him the finger. (Clearly, he's been spending too much time with people like Grif.)

"We...still...beat you," he says, and his hand drops.

Nuclon had wanted to kill a whole planet, after all. At most, he's maybe going to clock in with a body count of 1, and that's only if Dipper's untreatable.