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[Sheska's voice comes on in the middle of a sentence, sharp and confused. Whoops. Looks like something's screwy with her new Starkphone.]

--VIS? What's--? No, really, I'm supposed to be here! I-- Ah... What're you doing? What do those attachments do? Really, if you just call--

[She yelps, and from the clatter, it's not hard to extrapolate that she's fallen over. The phone rattles on the floor and the video clicks on just in time to see the mousy-haired young woman struggle to her feet and pound on a pane of rounded glass.]

Let me out! Please, I'm not going to do anything! I'll just leave, I--

[A rush of fluffy white foam sprays down from the ceiling of the small area, cutting her off. The screen is covered with the stuff, but you can hear her coughing and choking. She stumbles and slips, from the sound of it, and when the foam is followed by a deluge of water, the foam dissipates to reveal her huddled against one wall, soaking wet in her skirt suit, trying to shield her face. The water stops and she peeks out through her fingers. She seems to spot the phone, because she grabs for it and the video shuts off before anyone gets a look up her skirt.]

[TEXT//ACCIDENTALLY PRIVATE//JARVIS SECURITY]

C2^ a^(^n# re@# t$i&// Pl#@&e le* M& S*@r% k^^( $ n### h$& h#%&1

[Read: "Can anyone read this?? Please let Mr Stark know I need his help." Looks like not only did the technology haywire somewhat, but all that water wasn't too great for it...]

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Sheska?

[It appears that something is definitely messed up. The shivering woman appears like someone put a film negative filter over the video.]

Ms. Romanoff?

Are you alright? What happened?

[The feed has switched to heat vision. She's blushing like mad, but still shivering - that water was cold, and there's no way for her to warm up.]

I-I'm not hurt, I don't think. I'm not sure what this chamber is...

Chamber? [ Sheska can probably see that Natasha is now on the move-- stopping to grab some towels and a big comfy sweatshirt. ] Describe your location. I'll try to find you.

[Night vision now, camera? Wtf? Sheska looks a bit shell-shocked, but she's looking around dazedly.]

Ah... It's a glass tube? Um... 8 feet tall, I think, inside? In one of the labs... I don't remember which one. I-I'm sorry...

[ 8 foot tall glass tube, fire safety mode JARVIS, restricted area... ] Just hang on. I'll be there in a moment.

[ And she is there, shortly, though it takes her a while, since she's checking a couple other labs. When she arrives, she plugs in her PIN to open the door and--

A red buzzer sounds. What? ] JARVIS. I'm cleared for this area. Let me in.

[ There is a small pause, and then. ] I'm afraid I can't do that for you, Miss Romanoff.

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librariansheart - 2012-09-10 03:34 (UTC) - Expand

Are you okay? Where are you?

[Omg, so embarrassed. The video is coming out like it's being taken by a heat-vision camera, this time, so he can see just how she's blushing. And how cold she is.]

M-Mister Banner? I'm not hurt. I... I don't really know what this chamber is.

Edited 2012-09-10 02:58 (UTC)

Well... what's that white foam..? That's not Dummy, is it?

[Heavens, can this get more psychadellic? All those shifting colors and rainbows... Sheska shakes her head, almost like she's trying to clear it, looking somewhat dazed.]

Ah... I don't... I don't think so. Unless Mr. Stark turned him into a glass tube recently? Which... is maybe possible. I'm not... not sure.

No, I don't think... But I know where you are, hold on.

[Except that, when he makes his way down to the lab, he seems to be locked out.]

Uh, JARVIS..? Did Tony change the code?

I'm sorry, Mister Banner. This area is off limits to students.

JARVIS, for the last time, that IS the code. What are you- no, that is not the file- Manual override before I dismantle you one piece at a- JARVIS. Open the door.

That's it. I'm getting the screwdriver. Dummy, where is my blowtorch.

[So much relief in her voice right now. Sweet hope, unlooked for. Doesn't stop the feed from being scintillating rainbow colors, though. It's like she's out of Sailor Moon or something.]

Mr. Stark? Mr. JARVIS won't listen. Er... though I think you know that. Um. But some of the others are only listening to him now! A blowtorch might not be the best idea?

DUMMY, PUT THAT BLOWTORCH DOWN!

[Muffled thumping of hands on thick glass.]

Mr. JARVIS, please, don't, it's not what you think! Don't hurt him!

[Slip! Thud and a cut off cry.]

Ow...

What do you mean unauthorized use of- JARVIS.

JARVIS what are you- Stay out of that. Hey, now, we're quickly passing malfunction and into violation territory. Put that code back the way it was.

Well this esc- [Feed cuts]

System Reboot Initiated. Emergency Protocol 7-65-003 Engaged

Edited 2012-09-10 03:30 (UTC)

Sheska! You okay?

[For some reason, the video is coming through in night-vision, which mostly seems to emphasize her pallor and the slightly dazed expression on her face.]

Kate? I-I'm not injured, I don't think...

[Beckett tries to hide her annoyance at the video. She's really over the devices malfunctioning.]

You don't think? [Her voice is a little higher now, alarmed.]

Edited 2012-09-11 22:59 (UTC)

[Sheska's eyebrows furrow a little, more in concern for Kate than for herself. She pauses to take an inventory and smear water out of her eyes.]

I'm a little sore where I slammed into the wall and the floor, but I don't seem to have any broken bones... My glasses aren't even damaged.

[This last is said in a tone somewhere between flat observation and awe.]

[Kate's at least a little relieved that her glasses aren't broken, so at least Sheska can still see.]

Where are you? I'm gonna come get you out.

[Sheska's eyes widen in alarm as the words penetrate, and she shakes her head.]

Oh, no! No, really, please don't! Something in the security system has gone funny, and I don't think you were ever on the guest list to begin with, and if the people living here are having to fight off malfunctions it wouldn't a good idea--

[She seems to realize that she's running sentences together and cuts herself off, biting her lip.]

[Beckett just stares at her, mouth hanging open.]

Okay, well, we have to get you out somehow. What happened?

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