[ Michael has only seen the generator from a distance. He runs his hands over the casing, feeling over the buttons and switches, creating a blueprint in his mind. What he lacks in experience he makes up for with imagination, and a knack for connecting the tiniest of dots.
There's a port in the back, with a wire thicker than his wrist jutting out of the ground. He yanks it out, and plugs it back in. The machine whirs to life.
Sometimes, it really is that simple.
Michael laughs, shaking his head, and flips a series of switches. There's a hum, more in their bones than the air itself as the field begins to charge, reminiscent of a plasma ball. Electricity crackles in the air.
He pulls the pyramid out of his jacket, holding it out to Steve and Bucky. ]
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[ Michael has only seen the generator from a distance. He runs his hands over the casing, feeling over the buttons and switches, creating a blueprint in his mind. What he lacks in experience he makes up for with imagination, and a knack for connecting the tiniest of dots.
There's a port in the back, with a wire thicker than his wrist jutting out of the ground. He yanks it out, and plugs it back in. The machine whirs to life.
Sometimes, it really is that simple.
Michael laughs, shaking his head, and flips a series of switches. There's a hum, more in their bones than the air itself as the field begins to charge, reminiscent of a plasma ball. Electricity crackles in the air.
He pulls the pyramid out of his jacket, holding it out to Steve and Bucky. ]
Feels like Science World. Now who wants to dunk?