[One For All]: The human bug-zapper

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Insects and other lifeforms intensely allergic to electricity would probably do well to stay away from the section of lab Nikola has appropriated for himself.

Colorful, Serbian curses waft over from his workspace, accompanied by the occasional, impressive shower of sparks.

[ooc: Nikola probably won't electrocute your pup, should you care to

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[doctor_weevil]

*Owen seems to have a knack for wandering into trouble. However, it's only when a shower of sparks almost sets his hair alight that he realises it would be a very, very bad idea to go creeping up on whoever's in here...*

*He makes sure to step into plain sight.*

You all right in there, mate? You're making enough racket to wake the dead.

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Nikola laughs, almost hysterically. "Oh, if only," he says.

Then glances up sharply when he realizes he doesn't hear a heartbeat, can't smell blood coming from the other man.

[doctor_weevil]

Owen takes in the tall guy. He's a little unnerved by his gaze, but he won't let it show. Not yet.

"Sorry to hear it. What's up?"

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"Why should anything be up? What makes you think anything's up?" Nikola asks in sharp staccato. In times of stress, he often reverts to the old, eccentric ways. They weren't all entirely a facade after all.

[w_zimmerman]

It's not going to be pleasant, but it has to be done. He has no clue what he's going to say, but he needs to say something. He dismisses the idea of going to Tesla on some pretext. Owen's condition and wiring issues in the SHU had both sprung to mind as perfectly legitimate pretexts to start a conversation. But Will's getting sick of dishonesty, so he opts for the honest approach. As soon as he gets his tears under control, he heads down for the lab Magnus set aside for Tesla.

Hair standing on end, he stands at the door waiting to be noticed.

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"In or out," Nikola growls, not looking up. "Pick one."

[w_zimmerman]

Will enters the lab. "Can I say something?" he whispers.

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"Unless something tragic has happened to your vocal chords since the last time I saw you, I'm sure you can," Nikola says, and a shower of sparks shoot from the device he's tinkering with.