Diplomatic 2/2
Thus was born Walter Mayer - "Controling People". The time for thinking and preparing a plan flew unnoticed. Day dawned on the street and the city began to gradually revive. Footsteps were heard in the corridor, a lock clicked on the door and someone entered the room. I waited for the lock to click a second time (I do not need extra witnesses to the conversation) and went to meet the owner of these places, having previously remade the protective cover back into a cloak - it was not enough for me to be completely happy, so that the scientist morphs into the Lizard out of fright.
- Good afternoon, Dr. Connors, could you please give me a few minutes of your time?
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Curt Connors almost fled to his laboratory - the specimen that Spider-Man provided him was amazing - this creature could work with cells at a level that modern scientists never dreamed of. If it turns out to make a drug on its basis ... it will be a tremendous breakthrough in medicine - it will allow to regrow lost organs, carry out the most complex operations ... and correct errors in the genetic code. Perhaps it will even help once and for all get rid of the consequences of his long-term mistake, which now haunts him in nightmares.
Here, finally, a laboratory. Quickly turning off the alarm from the door, the doctor opened the lock and went inside, not forgetting to lock the door behind him - he did not like very much when he was distracted from research, and even more so from such. But before he had time to reach his workplace, a young man in a black cloak came out to meet him.
- Good afternoon, Dr. Connors, could you please give me a few minutes of your time?
Kurt was somewhat taken aback - how did this polished guy end up in his laboratory (the alarm of which he turned off just a minute ago)?
-What do you need here? I'll call security! - Doc caught himself thinking that this is the second time he has said this phrase in the last two days. The stranger smiled.
-Do you repeat yourself, doctor, or is this your standard greeting? - Kurt relaxed slightly, only two creatures knew that he had already said this phrase - he and Spider-Man, moreover, this explained how this guy got to the top floor of a rather large building.
-So you are from the Spider? Hope he's okay and got rid of his little problem? -The doctor decided to make sure that his guest was informed just in case. He really didn't want to expose the spider or expose himself.
-Don't worry, the suit is no longer a danger. But I came to you on a somewhat different matter. Although, let me introduce myself first - Mayer. Walter Mayer (Bond. James Bond) - the guy also introduced himself smiling.
- Well, friends of Spider-Man are my friends, how can I help you, Mr. Mayer? - the scientist looked intrigued - not every day people were brought to his laboratory (somehow the phrase turned out ambiguous, but oh well) in such an extravagant way.
- I think we could help each other, Doctor. - suddenly his cloak took the form of a business suit, as if ... as if it were alive!
Connors recoiled - if you studied a living creature a couple of days ago that can freely change its shape, and then a guy in a living suit comes to you in an incomprehensible way ... it's easy to add two and two. However, Kurt was not a stupid person and realized - if a person ... a creature wanted him dead, he would already be dead.
-What you need? - the former field surgeon asked in a much less friendly manner.
-Live. - followed by the answer of the already quite serious Mayer.
Doc was confused. He expected anything - from demands for information about the Spider to taking himself hostage ... but not that. Prudence fought in him with the curiosity of the scientist ... curiosity won out.
-Clarify please.
Walter sighed heavily and sat down straight on the floor. - Well, I came here for help, so listen ...
- I ended up in some kind of spit-out basement. With a terribly sick ... hmm ... head and a wild jumble of memories in consciousness. But I was still aware of myself as a whole person. I could move with great difficulty, but nevertheless I tried to get out of that hole and I succeeded ... although I seem to have earned a phobia in front of the stairs. - the guy winced, remembering not the most pleasant moments of his life. - And then some tramp stepped into me ... then THIS happened - I ... no, it was not me who simply swallowed up and adjusted his body to fit me. I felt everything, but I could not do anything (still, where would I then get a new body, and moving in the form of a puddle is damn inconvenient). In my defense, I can only say that he had cirrhosis of the liver and a damaged nervous system - without me he would have lived no more than a month (well, a little more, but who cares?). But the worst thing began later, there were sudden mood swings ... and even now it is changing for me, albeit not so dramatically. But this is not the end of the story - when I was walking through the city at night, they tried to rob me ... then HE woke up ... a monster, he just interrupted all the attackers and, it seems, took a bite from one of them ... I woke up on some roof, covered in blood. From a jumble of memories, I found your face ... you were associated with a friend ... I ... I have no one else to turn to, will you help me?
Connors listened to the confession of this entity ... no, after all, a person, they were very similar: a monster lived in each of them, only this guy did not have his life experience, did not go through the hell of war ... but what to say, he haven't really seen life at all. Pity for the boy stirred in the scientist, but how can you help him?
Meanwhile, Mayer, seeing the doubt on the face of his counterpart, continued:
-I know that my body is of great value for study and I'm ready to help you with research, only I ask - help me.
Kurt dropped his last doubts. After all, he is not only a scientist, he is a doctor and took an oath.
- I do not know how I can help you, but I will try to do everything in my power.
-Thank you. - The guy held out his hand to the doctor and they secured the agreement with a handshake.
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