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- [May 5, 2166]
- [Conference Room A]
- [Lomonosov Moscow State University]
- [Moscow, Russia]
- [Russian Mainland]
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- Lomonosov Moscow State University, the pride and joy of the Russian city, save for perhaps the Kremlin super-prison. Within its walls, some of the nation's greatest scientists, mathematicians, and liberal artists call the place their sanctum.
- But today? Today, in bog-standard Conference Room A, a heated yet private debate is going on inside; Larry Potler, Eobard Thawne, other well-known scientists, and even a few political figures have all shown up for this meeting.
- (Larry Potler): The Post-Humans are NOT a mutation!
- (Eobard Thawne): They most certainly ARE!
- (Larry Potler): All of the genetic tests conducted on them have shown that there are no deviations from the norm of Human DNA!
- (Eobard Thawne): I beg to differ! The evidence shows that Post-Humans have only started to actually develop naturally following the introduction of the mass-production Guardian Sentinels!
- The other officials present in the conference room can only watch as the two former apprentices of Dr. Anna Maximoff go at it, each one spewing harshly worded yet reasonably logical arguments at each other; this back and forth debate continues on for several minutes, with no clear victor in sight. Finally, one of the politicians, a large Swahili representative from the African super-nation, steps up and separates the two scientists before their disagreement devolves into physical violence.
- (Yuna Imamu): Gentlemen, gentlemen, no need to fight.
- (Larry Potler): W-well he started it! Calling out my boyfriend like he did!
- (Eobard Thawne): I was just saying that he had a condition!
- (Larry Potler): It's not a goddamned condition!
- Yuna Imamu separates the two once again, this time with a bit more force, knocking Larry down but only lightly disorienting the Post-Human Eobard; she looks at both of them with the slightest hint of anger in her expression. Larry Potler looks away, slightly embarrassed, whilst Eobard Thawne calms down, more exhausted than anything else.
- Once the two have calmed down, Yuna helps Larry up to his feet and dusts him off a bit.
- (Yuna Imamu): Alright......... let's start over, shall we?
- (Eobard Thawne): Fine.
- (Larry Potler): Sounds good to me.
- Yuna Imamu sits back down, and the rest of the crowd give her a light applause. As the audience settles down, Eobard Thawne and Larry Potler walk towards each other, now facing each other with just a few meters between the two of them.
- (Eobard Thawne): I........ apologize, for referring to your significant other's state as a....... genetic condition.
- (Larry Potler): I too apologize for becoming so emotionally invested.
- The two scientists and former assistants to Dr. Anna Maximoff shake hands, prompting the crowd that gathered in their presence to applaud loudly; the two of them look at the crowd, then back to each other.
- (Larry Potler): I do have to admit, you made good points about the correlations with the sudden surge in Post-Human cases after the introduction of the Guardian Sentinels as full production models.
- (Eobard Thawne): And you were also onto something, what with there being no actual perceivable genetic differences between Post-Humans and regular humans.
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- [Extreme Risk Offenders Wing - Sublevel 11]
- [The Kremlin]
- [Moscow, Russia]
- [Russian Mainland]
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- Within the lowest of all the sublevels in the legendary Kremlin, the one that houses only the most dangerous of super-powered criminals, a contingent of Mimetic Warriors escorting a Mimetic Keeper marches down the level's left hallway.
- The doors open up upon the Keeper's approach; he walks in, holding out his hand to his escort as a signal for them to wait outside. As the artificial being enters the cell, the doors close behind him. At first, the room is pitch black, but within a few moments, the lights slowly activate; in particular, they illuminate the centerpiece of the maximum security facility: Jay Garrick, otherwise known as Zoom.
- The immobilized man simply looks up at the towering mechanical being in front of him, without the slightest hint of any interest in his expression. Though puzzled, the Mimetic Keeper crouches down nonetheless, though his immense height means that Jay still has to look upwards somewhat.
- (Mimetic Keeper): Do you know who we are, Post-Human?
- (Jay Garrick): Should I even care, Lebron?
- (Mimetic Keeper): Very amusing, Mr. Garrick.
- (Jay Garrick): I know you and your kind. Playing with fire, you are.
- (Mimetic Keeper): I could say the same about you....... Zoom.
- Jay Garrick smirks, then attempts to look away. However, the Mimetic Keeper grabs him by the throat, forcefully re-positioning his head so that he's looking at the shifting metal plating and hard-light forming a face once more. Although hard to tell due to the aforementioned moving parts of his face, something akin to a smile appears on the Keeper; Jay is intrigued and is now patiently awaiting what the artificial being has to say.
- (Mimetic Keeper): I see I have your attention, Mr. Garrick.
- (Jay Garrick): Maybe. But you know as well as I do that he's coming back.
- (Mimetic Keeper): Indeed. And we intend to be ready for him, one way...... or another.
- The Mimetic Keeper lets go of Jay Garrick's throat and stands back up; he exits the room and turns around to look at the immobilized speedster one last time. As the doors close, the man behind the mask of Zoom produces an extremely wide smile; the lights go out soon after.
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