Heh. I'd much rather appear to be a mad scientist than actually be one. Safer that way... and when you're developing transportation magic, safer is better.
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Lab rats? Literal albino *lab rats*?! Whatever I was expecting for test subjects, this wasn't it.
...oh, wait. Lab *mice*. Not any better, Doc.
Uno and I were down in my usual testing room, preparing for the next phase of my current project. She'd brought a set of sensors- medical-grade scanning and monitoring devices, she'd described them as- down to the room, and was setting them up at both ends of the test area while I examined the subjects.
I mean, sure. I don't recognize the other five types of animals. I can see the progression, though- each subject batch is progressively more complex than the last, culminating in something that looks an awful lot like a primate of some sort.
I also know that biological testing always benefits from an easily-understood, genetically stable subject... and that we used lab mice back at home for that. But here, too? Not some sort of eighteen-legged giant purple caterpillar from an alien planet? How disappointingly mundane of them.
"Imma? All sensors are online. You may begin testing at any time."
"All right. I'll begin casting now."
[Mal, link up to Uno's sensor systems. Designate sensor loci as source and destination points. On my mark, I want experimental spell FS-PT04 cast on the cage at the source point, calibrated to transfer it to the destination point. Allocate power as necessary.]
[UNDERSTOOD.] The spell began to power up- power draw's the same as PT01- interesting- forming an orb of colorless distortion in the air in front of Mal's barrel.
"Casting on my mark, Uno. Mark."
[CASTING FS-PT04.]
The spell flashed out towards my first test subject- one small cage, containing a single laboratory mouse. With a visible bending of space and a relatively loud WZZZZZZZ-PWWWW!, the cage disappeared.
A split instant later, it reappeared, motionless, two feet past (and one inch above) the target location, and clattered as it hit the ground shortly after.
"SQUEEEK!"
Heh. Good to see the mouse is still alive... and energetic, judging by how it's bouncing around the inside of that cage. I don't think it liked being dropped.
[Revise target point downward .75 inches, Malleus, and add that mass/distance/power combination to the data set. The algorithms are off.]
[REVISION SAVED. RECALCULATING NOW.]
While my Device crunched numbers, I watched Uno work... at least, I assumed that she was working. The sensors she'd set up weren't visibly doing anything- what, no lights? No humming noises? Star Trek lied to me!- and I couldn't see what was on her display from where I was, but she was definitely doing something.
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.
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Lab rats? Literal albino *lab rats*?! Whatever I was expecting for test subjects, this wasn't it.
...oh, wait. Lab *mice*. Not any better, Doc.
Uno and I were down in my usual testing room, preparing for the next phase of my current project. She'd brought a set of sensors- medical-grade scanning and monitoring devices, she'd described them as- down to the room, and was setting them up at both ends of the test area while I examined the subjects.
I mean, sure. I don't recognize the other five types of animals. I can see the progression, though- each subject batch is progressively more complex than the last, culminating in something that looks an awful lot like a primate of some sort.
I also know that biological testing always benefits from an easily-understood, genetically stable subject... and that we used lab mice back at home for that. But here, too? Not some sort of eighteen-legged giant purple caterpillar from an alien planet? How disappointingly mundane of them.
"Imma? All sensors are online. You may begin testing at any time."
"All right. I'll begin casting now."
[Mal, link up to Uno's sensor systems. Designate sensor loci as source and destination points. On my mark, I want experimental spell FS-PT04 cast on the cage at the source point, calibrated to transfer it to the destination point. Allocate power as necessary.]
[UNDERSTOOD.] The spell began to power up- power draw's the same as PT01- interesting- forming an orb of colorless distortion in the air in front of Mal's barrel.
"Casting on my mark, Uno. Mark."
[CASTING FS-PT04.]
The spell flashed out towards my first test subject- one small cage, containing a single laboratory mouse. With a visible bending of space and a relatively loud WZZZZZZZ-PWWWW!, the cage disappeared.
A split instant later, it reappeared, motionless, two feet past (and one inch above) the target location, and clattered as it hit the ground shortly after.
"SQUEEEK!"
Heh. Good to see the mouse is still alive... and energetic, judging by how it's bouncing around the inside of that cage. I don't think it liked being dropped.
[Revise target point downward .75 inches, Malleus, and add that mass/distance/power combination to the data set. The algorithms are off.]
[REVISION SAVED. RECALCULATING NOW.]
While my Device crunched numbers, I watched Uno work... at least, I assumed that she was working. The sensors she'd set up weren't visibly doing anything- what, no lights? No humming noises? Star Trek lied to me!- and I couldn't see what was on her display from where I was, but she was definitely doing something.
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.