Whisper

Dr. Cho

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The jet lands, bringing Niobe to her feet. She watched as Clint is rushed away to be healed. A woman with a stoic face came aboard and spoke with Tony.

"Lab's all set up boss," she said.

Tony pointed to Steve.

"Uh, actually he's the boss," Tony said. "I just pay for everything, design everything, and make everyone look cooler."

Niobe rolled her eyes and pulled Tony into a hug. Steve walked off with the woman discussing the enhanced individuals.

"You okay?" Niobe asked.

"Yeah, yeah of course," Tony said.

They exited the jet, Niobe's arm still around him.

"When you came back-" Niobe said.

"I'll figure everything out," Tony said. "I won't lose you."

Niobe nodded. She let him walk off towards his lab following behind at a slower pace.

Dr. Banner stood near the scepter, examining from a safe distance.

"How's he doing?" Bruce asked.

Niobe figured he referred to the wounded Clint. She glanced at the lab that was now filled with medical personnel.

"Oh, unfortunately, he's still Barton," Tony said. 

"That's terrible," Bruce said.

He's fine. He's thirsty," Tony said. "Alright JARVIS, look alive. Its playtime."

Niobe moved next to Bruce who spared a glance for her.

"We've only a couple of days with this joystick so let's make the most of it. Update me on the structural and compositional analysis," Tony said.

"The scepter is alien. So there are elements I can't quantify," the AI said.

"So there's elements you can."

"The jewel appears to be a protective housing for something inside. Something powerful."

Niobe watched the light gleam off the jewel. She could feel the power radiate off of the surface. Suddenly she felt afraid.

"Like a reactor?" Tony asked.

"Like a computer. I believe I am ciphering code."

Tony told JARVIS to continue digging before heading to check on Clint. Inside the lab, Clint laid on his side while a machine worked over him. Her eyes lit up at the technology.

"Shes creating tissue," Bruce said.

"If you brought him to my lab, the regeneration cradle could do this in 20 minuted," the doctor said.

"This is amazing," Niobe said.

The doctor looked up at the new voice. 

"Oh, he's flatlining. Call it. Time?" Tony said.

"No-no-no. I'm going to live forever. I'm gonna be made of plastic," Clint said.

Tony handed Clint a green filled drink.

"Here's your beverage," Tony said.

"You'll be made of you, Mr. Barton. Your own girlfriend won't be able to tell the difference," the doctor said.

"Could you do this to rebuild limbs?" Niobe asked.

"Yes," she said. "I'm sorry, I don't know your name."

"Niobe."

The Jedi held out a hand. The doctor took it into her own.

"Dr. Helen Cho."

"So far, the most advanced version of this I have ever seen is robotic limbs," Niobe said. "They work efficiently, but you could potentially give back the whole limb. No metal necessary."

"Where are you from?" Dr. Cho asked. 

"I'm from a different galaxy," Niobe said.

Niobe's mind was too busy soaking up the regrowing tissue to notice Dr. Cho's reaction. Niobe could not help but think that this could give Anakin his hand back.

"Um," Tony said. "Niobe's new to this whole 'Earth doesn't communicate with neighboring planets' thing. Forgive her lack of subtlety."

Niobe looked to Tony and then Dr. Cho who still seemed to be searching for words.

"Am I not supposed to say that?" Niobe asked.

"The better wording may be to say you're from another planet," Natasha said.

The Jedi nodded, giving an apologetic look to the group around her.

"Well, Helen," Tony said. "I expect to see you at the party on Saturday."

"Unlike you, I don't have a lot of time for parties," Dr. Cho said.

Niobe could not help but feel a bit crestfallen. The doctor hesitated.

"Will you be there?" Dr. Cho asked.

A moment passed before Niobe realized Helen was asking her.

"Me?" Niobe asked.

"Of course she will," Tony said. "We have to introduce her to an Earth party."