whoops?

[andaisq]

Morty knows he shouldn't be screwing around with multidimensional shit. It's dangerous, it's impractical, it's blah blah blah. But it's a potential key to unlimited energy, how does nobody see that? He's built a dimensional siphon (it kind of looks like a cardboard box with a funnel and a TI-84 taped to it, but it damn well works), keyed in the dimensional coordinates to a random plane, and by God he's going to use it.

He flips the switch and waits for the energy bar to fill up.

It does! It fills up very rapidly. Then it explodes, along with the box. There's rather more smoke than there should be, and once the smoke clears someone is standing there.

"Whoops?" Morty says faintly.

Comments

[andaisq]

"Well, you don't need to relax completely, just trust that I'm not poking you for no reason. But I am comfortable being read, as long as you can stay within a small area - not that I'm worried about your control, you understand, but some of my memories are hazardous to psychics, so I'd want you to be safe."

[subtly_artistic]

"I won't pick up anything I'm not looking for, I've been specifically trained in that."

[andaisq]

"Feel free, then." Her hair busies itself stacking paperwork slightly more evenly.

[subtly_artistic]

Peer.

[andaisq]

She's on the level. This is in fact how vaccination works. Needles are involved. Her bizarre prehensile hair is very sanitary.

[subtly_artistic]

"Okay, go ahead."

[andaisq]

"You may want to close your eyes. Some people get squeamish about the needles."

Wielding several hypodermics in several different portions of her mane, she gives Bella a few jabs on each shoulder, then intones something. "That'll reduce the swelling, keep it all circulating through you instead of staying in your arms. Now, I can also take the opportunity to give you a basic physical checkup, which you'll need to get eventually; would you like that now?"

[subtly_artistic]

"I guess so."

[andaisq]

"Excellent. Now, remain still..."

A perfectly standard physical examination follows. Bella is pronounced quite healthy for someone who received such necessarily unscientific medical care and offered a lollipop.

[subtly_artistic]

Bella is not used to being prodded in any of these respects but she puts up with it gamely. And accepts her lollipop (grape).

[andaisq]

Doctor Tennant's hair returns the lollipops' coffee can to its shelf. "And if you need anything else, whether for health reasons or just to talk, I know this is going to be a very strange experience, then feel free to drop by. My door is always open! Within office hours, of course."

[subtly_artistic]

"When are those?"

[andaisq]

"Oh, they're on the door."

They are indeed on the door. They are reasonable office hours, clearly devised by a person who understands how time works and does not need to talk around scheduling as though it were some arcane secret from beyond the stars.

She also repeats the hours aloud.

[subtly_artistic]

"Thanks. ...Now what."

[andaisq]

"Morty's waiting just out the door. He can take you to the dining hall, campus store, registration office, or wherever else you need to go. You should probably register first, unless you're hungry, in which case you should probably eat first!"

[subtly_artistic]

"I'm not super hungry yet. Thanks again."

And Bella goes out to where Morty is waiting.

[andaisq]

He startles slightly, having been engrossed in what looks like a cardboard tesseract. "Hi!"

[subtly_artistic]

"Hi. I'm all done in there - she said I should register next?"