Post by forge on Dec 16, 2006 21:51:23 GMT -5
Forge didn't need to stare at a screen, didn't need to peruse files or drag a mouse across a surface and actually click on things. This was the biggest and most versatile application of his power, and in the high-impact world of class four mutants one could easily assume it was chump change. Of course, in the high-impact world of supermutants, Forge WAS chump change. He was somewhere between a level two and a level three. Minor psychometry, minor electrokinesis, minor telekinesis. Not exactly the greatest psychic ever born, or someone of the sheer power capacity of Magneto, Storm, or half the other people in the Brotherhood and X-Men. He couldn't read a crime scene and see things that happened a hundred years go, he couldn't blast electricity out of his fingertips and reduce people to ashes, and he definitely couldn't lift a truck with his mind.
But what his power did let him do was compartmentalize his mind, and combine his psychic understanding of matter and energy with his control over it. He could literally touch electronic data, and “read” it at the speed of thought. This meant that he could control a computer by touching the motherboard, and never need a monitor, keyboard, or mouse.
It also meant that the small, though insanely powerful, computer he kept holstered on his thigh usually worked. It had enough ports and drives to read most data, and had a fantastic connection to the internet. It had no functioning monitor, speakers, or other components. He could put a CD, DVD, Flashdrive, or any other media into it and use his mind to cycle through the data at the speed of thought, nicely compartmentalized so he could perform other functions without losing the quality of the individual task. He'd clocked himself at being able to control at least seven different electronic tasks while still driving, talking, and thinking about something. After that, his RAM wasn't high enough for him to not lag. An odd way to put it, but very accurate.
So when he'd told Kurt that he could observe the data better on his own... he really meant he could observe the data better on his own.
A few minutes into observing all of the files, he was headed back Kurt's way. It was good to know that, by all appearances, Mystique had not lied. She had placed hidden cameras in the Sombra building, and had actual feed on many of the (disturbing) goings on. What's better she had the papertrail: a history of illegal activity completely countering the DMA's hard work on Mutant Civil Rights.
It was enough to go public with, assuming it was all legit... and Forge felt he could safely make that decision, and safely say it really was. He felt the best action was the one she laid out for them: Contact Beast, get his help on shutting this thing down, and going in and getting the kids.
Of course, Forge would've felt better about the plan with two additional parts: Find the douchebag responsible for this atrocity and kill him, and find a way to trick Mystique into meeting Kurt, and then jumping her, breaking her legs, and telling her she needs to stay the fuck out of the school from now on. But alas, the world is too cruel a place for those last two little bonuses.
For now, he'll settle knowing that some good will be done and the kids will be freed.
But what his power did let him do was compartmentalize his mind, and combine his psychic understanding of matter and energy with his control over it. He could literally touch electronic data, and “read” it at the speed of thought. This meant that he could control a computer by touching the motherboard, and never need a monitor, keyboard, or mouse.
It also meant that the small, though insanely powerful, computer he kept holstered on his thigh usually worked. It had enough ports and drives to read most data, and had a fantastic connection to the internet. It had no functioning monitor, speakers, or other components. He could put a CD, DVD, Flashdrive, or any other media into it and use his mind to cycle through the data at the speed of thought, nicely compartmentalized so he could perform other functions without losing the quality of the individual task. He'd clocked himself at being able to control at least seven different electronic tasks while still driving, talking, and thinking about something. After that, his RAM wasn't high enough for him to not lag. An odd way to put it, but very accurate.
So when he'd told Kurt that he could observe the data better on his own... he really meant he could observe the data better on his own.
A few minutes into observing all of the files, he was headed back Kurt's way. It was good to know that, by all appearances, Mystique had not lied. She had placed hidden cameras in the Sombra building, and had actual feed on many of the (disturbing) goings on. What's better she had the papertrail: a history of illegal activity completely countering the DMA's hard work on Mutant Civil Rights.
It was enough to go public with, assuming it was all legit... and Forge felt he could safely make that decision, and safely say it really was. He felt the best action was the one she laid out for them: Contact Beast, get his help on shutting this thing down, and going in and getting the kids.
Of course, Forge would've felt better about the plan with two additional parts: Find the douchebag responsible for this atrocity and kill him, and find a way to trick Mystique into meeting Kurt, and then jumping her, breaking her legs, and telling her she needs to stay the fuck out of the school from now on. But alas, the world is too cruel a place for those last two little bonuses.
For now, he'll settle knowing that some good will be done and the kids will be freed.