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"I only know the one way to get it off... he knows the proper way... but I can drain him to the point where it will just fall off. I would prefer that we do not do that until we are ready to run the scan." She moved in to stroke the metal hand, frowning at the fact that she didn't want to start taking him apart.

"Oh, so this is him..." The orderlie muttered, stepping away from the unconscious giant. "He almost destroyed a section of the hospital with his power surge..."

The nurse adjusted the drip as Dr. Grace requested, swapping the bag of saline for a saline/antibiotic solution, the medicine easing it's way into his veins as she turned the drip back on. "Done ma'am..."

The radiologist looked over his body as they wheeled him into the room, especially noting the arm. He came forth and poked over it, noting how the plate embedded in his chest was well-placed within the skin. "This should be workable. We'll be ready whenever you are." He said as the orderlies wheeled John into place under the X-Ray machine, the massive radiation machine situated over his body.

"Like one of those little flick-books kids have where you flip the pages one at a time. Each picture is still, but flip them in quick succession and they move..." John said quietly. "...There had been a time when my reaction time could be considered almost pre-cognative...not anymore." He nodded to the bike. "Thats why i ride the chopper...to feel the wind in my hair again, ruffle the clothes on my back, and not have to worry about the patches of water..."

He cocked his head to the side. "Do you race, son?"

Raven glared a bit at the orderly, annoyed that he was bringing up a painful bit of John's past in this trying time for her.

"Alright... Doctor Sarona.. I will drain him, you should have at least an hour before he starts to recharge enough to be a problem to the machinery." Raven took a deep breath, placing one hand on his chest and wrapping the other around the wrist of the metal arm so that it would not crash to the floor when it fell of.

She very carefully pulled at his energy, that inner power to him that made him tower over most big men.... draining it away at a very cautious rate, waiting for the instant that the metal arm fell off.

And here it came.

That indelible spark that John Tomorrow contained within him. The source of his unnaturally high power. Hono'o tapped into it and it flowed into her like a delightful narcotic, a heady and full power. There was nothing subtle about John's power - it was as raw and unforgiving as the heat of the summer sun.

She would find it less then normal, however - maybe because of his fight against Samayou the night before, or perhaps because he'd known this was going to happen and had made sure his power levels were kept low...irregardless, after almost a full ten minutes of draining, his shoulder socket suddenly popped like something was pulled from a suction cup, and the arm slipped free, dropping to the bed and kept in check by Hono'o's grasp.

He seemed to relax more now, his body seeming to lose some of it's tautness...

With a nod Grace jumped into action."Lets move people, we don't have much time to get this done!" she double checked the machine and even helped the orderly transfer John from the gurney to the sliding table on the CT machine before they all cleared away from the machine and the technical flicked it on starting the scan as a loud ticking sound filled the room and the tray very slowly started to move pulling John into the tube.

The Asgardian nodded at Bren's talk of his grandmother. "I've only just started to learn a bit of magic myself...like most things, it'll come to you, i think. You come from a family of great magicians, i get the feeling it's in your blood..."

He smiled as the boy spoke of such sports. "...I've done quite a lot of things in my life, son, that would be considered....very unethical. Some of those come close to the highs you speak of....but nothing comes from fighting. The surge of adrenaline...is unlike anything else. The pain that comes from it..." He visibly shivered at the thought, before blushing slightly. "...I can only think of one other thing that comes close..."

He shook his head and cleared his throat. He wouldn't be going into that with the kid. "...Do you know how to fight, son? You're obviously very athletic..."