Dr. Erik Selvig (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ask_the_right_questions) wrote2012-11-27 01:15 am
ask_the_right_questions) wrote2012-11-27 01:15 am
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After some time in New Mexico, working with Jane, making sure she was fine (well, as fine as she could be expected to be in the circumstances), Erik took his leave. He had other students that were in need of his attention again, and as wonderful as e-mail is, it's not really great for bouncing ideas around, of the order needed to actually draw a dissertation out of their work, at least. Editing can be done over e-mail, but it's still far more efficient to work through things face to face. And that's not even considering the needs of the undergraduates.
The meeting with Bruce in Milliways (as odd as that place is, seriously) had been, well, interesting is probably an understatement. He had a small check list of things he wanted to do once he got back to Culver. The first of which, is go through the initial news reports on the incident in Harlem again. The second of which, is to find Betty Ross, and ask her what happened. Because, from Bruce's reaction, she was evidently in the centre of something.
This is the bulk of what he thinks about on the flight back. The remainder of the time is spent scrawling notes of what he needs to talk to Betty about.
When he gets back to Culver, though, he promptly throws that bit of paper into the nearest trash can. The sky bridge is shattered and wide open to the elements, where normally there's glass. Trees have been ripped up. What the hell happened here? And how didn't it make headline news?
As he's staring at the damage that hasn't been repaired yet, he hears a voice calling.
"Hey, Dr Selvig! You're back!"
He looks over. He can't put a name to the student immediately, but he does recognise him from one of his undergraduate lecture courses.
"I'm back," he agrees. Then, gesturing to the general damage. "What happened here?"
"You haven't seen the videos? They're all over the 'net! Saying it was some kinda Hulk."
Oh right, God bless the viral internet.
"No, I've, well, lets say I've had other issues on my mind. What am I missing?"
It's not the best excuse for not being up to date on things like this. But then, the best excuse would be 'I've not had internet access since I left' but that's been patently false, given he's been replying to e-mails aplenty.
He leads the way back to his office, while checking what the student actual wanted to ask him. And now he can remember the lad's name. He sets his computer to boot, before launching into an explanation about the Schrödinger equation and various time-independent solutions. Once the computer is warmed up and logged in (and he's finished his explanation and mathematics of the student's actual problem), he loads up his web browser. Once the student has given him an initial string, and they've seen a few of the videos, he dismisses the lad.
"I'll see you at the exam, then Ben."
"Yeah, see you Monday."
Oh, shoot, is it that soon? Damn. He nods anyway.
Once he's alone, he races to get the copy of the exam timetables up. Yep. Quantum Mechanics 201: 9am Monday. just over four and a half days from now. Only really two working days left. He fires off a general e-mail to the relevant groups (which, realistically, means those in Quantum Mechanics 201 and Superconductivity 421, plus all his graduates), telling them he's back, on campus, and generally available tomorrow and Friday. They can find him in his office if they need him.
In the mean time, he sends a quick e-mail off to Betty Ross, before returning to look more closely at some of the footage that was shot of the on campus events. Maybe. It could be. Then he has a look at what's available about the Harlem incident, both written word and video. The parallels are noticeable, in places at least...
It's not long before the reply comes.
The meeting with Bruce in Milliways (as odd as that place is, seriously) had been, well, interesting is probably an understatement. He had a small check list of things he wanted to do once he got back to Culver. The first of which, is go through the initial news reports on the incident in Harlem again. The second of which, is to find Betty Ross, and ask her what happened. Because, from Bruce's reaction, she was evidently in the centre of something.
This is the bulk of what he thinks about on the flight back. The remainder of the time is spent scrawling notes of what he needs to talk to Betty about.
When he gets back to Culver, though, he promptly throws that bit of paper into the nearest trash can. The sky bridge is shattered and wide open to the elements, where normally there's glass. Trees have been ripped up. What the hell happened here? And how didn't it make headline news?
As he's staring at the damage that hasn't been repaired yet, he hears a voice calling.
"Hey, Dr Selvig! You're back!"
He looks over. He can't put a name to the student immediately, but he does recognise him from one of his undergraduate lecture courses.
"I'm back," he agrees. Then, gesturing to the general damage. "What happened here?"
"You haven't seen the videos? They're all over the 'net! Saying it was some kinda Hulk."
Oh right, God bless the viral internet.
"No, I've, well, lets say I've had other issues on my mind. What am I missing?"
It's not the best excuse for not being up to date on things like this. But then, the best excuse would be 'I've not had internet access since I left' but that's been patently false, given he's been replying to e-mails aplenty.
He leads the way back to his office, while checking what the student actual wanted to ask him. And now he can remember the lad's name. He sets his computer to boot, before launching into an explanation about the Schrödinger equation and various time-independent solutions. Once the computer is warmed up and logged in (and he's finished his explanation and mathematics of the student's actual problem), he loads up his web browser. Once the student has given him an initial string, and they've seen a few of the videos, he dismisses the lad.
"I'll see you at the exam, then Ben."
"Yeah, see you Monday."
Oh, shoot, is it that soon? Damn. He nods anyway.
Once he's alone, he races to get the copy of the exam timetables up. Yep. Quantum Mechanics 201: 9am Monday. just over four and a half days from now. Only really two working days left. He fires off a general e-mail to the relevant groups (which, realistically, means those in Quantum Mechanics 201 and Superconductivity 421, plus all his graduates), telling them he's back, on campus, and generally available tomorrow and Friday. They can find him in his office if they need him.
In the mean time, he sends a quick e-mail off to Betty Ross, before returning to look more closely at some of the footage that was shot of the on campus events. Maybe. It could be. Then he has a look at what's available about the Harlem incident, both written word and video. The parallels are noticeable, in places at least...
It's not long before the reply comes.