Dangerous Load: Jay & Forge [backdated]
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xp_logsForge flags Jay down midflight to help him shut down a propane gas leak.
Jay swept past another flyer in the air before catching sight of Forge waving him down. He dove and at the last minute, brought up his wings to settle on the ground, converse skidding over the rocks beneath. "What?" he asked Forge, turning down the radio clipped onto his belt.
Forge knelt down, motioning Jay closer as he glanced through a device that looked like a bulky pair of binoculars. "How easy is it for you to fly at high altitudes?" he asked in a half-distracted voice. "Specifically up where the air's thin. How do your lungs hold up?"
"Pretty good, Ah reckon. Was one of them things that changed. Ah can go higher than before. Why?" he asked, leaning down closer to his friend.
Forge handed the viewing device to Jay and pointed down the incline at where one of the tanker cars was driven off the rails and jackknifed with the car behind it. He reached over to click a button on the device, showing the scene before them in shades of false color. "That foggy area that's showing up greenish?" he explained as Jay peered into the lenses, "That's propane gas leaking. It's heavier than air, so it's not only sticking to the ground, it's displacing the oxygen. Propane isn't toxic, but it can cause asphyxiation because there's not enough breathable oxygen in the air. You, however, have lungs adapted to flying over two miles up, where the oxygen saturation in the air is a lot lower."
He tapped his fingers together, then aimed a laser pointer down towards the wreck, the beam showing up bright red through the lenses. "That coupling right there is under stress, and if it goes - then we're possibly going to have sparks and an explosion. We need to uncouple the three cars behind it, which should slide them back enough to get in there and stop the leak."
Reaching into a pocket, Forge handed a high-tech earpiece up to his taller friend. "You can breathe down in the middle of that crap, I can guide you from here."
Jay looked through the viewing device longer than he probably should have. He was trying to get a picture of what he would see up close and asking Forge when he had time to build something like this distracted him. Infact, he didn't really know what it was, other than another awesome piece of equipment that would eventually run it's course and be dismantled when Forge was finished with it. Pulling the device away from his eyes, he set it down and took the ear piece, standing up.
"Yanno who you are?" Jay asked, spreading his wings and crouched. "Lex Luthor."
"Lex Luthor," Forge said as he raised the viewers to his eyes again, "is a monomaniac whose obsession with defeating Superman prevents him from achieving his potential as the smartest man on the planet. I may have to admit there are smarter out there than I," he admitted,
glancing up at Jay, "but I lack a singular nemesis to distract my brilliance. What's more, I have hair."
Jay swept past another flyer in the air before catching sight of Forge waving him down. He dove and at the last minute, brought up his wings to settle on the ground, converse skidding over the rocks beneath. "What?" he asked Forge, turning down the radio clipped onto his belt.
Forge knelt down, motioning Jay closer as he glanced through a device that looked like a bulky pair of binoculars. "How easy is it for you to fly at high altitudes?" he asked in a half-distracted voice. "Specifically up where the air's thin. How do your lungs hold up?"
"Pretty good, Ah reckon. Was one of them things that changed. Ah can go higher than before. Why?" he asked, leaning down closer to his friend.
Forge handed the viewing device to Jay and pointed down the incline at where one of the tanker cars was driven off the rails and jackknifed with the car behind it. He reached over to click a button on the device, showing the scene before them in shades of false color. "That foggy area that's showing up greenish?" he explained as Jay peered into the lenses, "That's propane gas leaking. It's heavier than air, so it's not only sticking to the ground, it's displacing the oxygen. Propane isn't toxic, but it can cause asphyxiation because there's not enough breathable oxygen in the air. You, however, have lungs adapted to flying over two miles up, where the oxygen saturation in the air is a lot lower."
He tapped his fingers together, then aimed a laser pointer down towards the wreck, the beam showing up bright red through the lenses. "That coupling right there is under stress, and if it goes - then we're possibly going to have sparks and an explosion. We need to uncouple the three cars behind it, which should slide them back enough to get in there and stop the leak."
Reaching into a pocket, Forge handed a high-tech earpiece up to his taller friend. "You can breathe down in the middle of that crap, I can guide you from here."
Jay looked through the viewing device longer than he probably should have. He was trying to get a picture of what he would see up close and asking Forge when he had time to build something like this distracted him. Infact, he didn't really know what it was, other than another awesome piece of equipment that would eventually run it's course and be dismantled when Forge was finished with it. Pulling the device away from his eyes, he set it down and took the ear piece, standing up.
"Yanno who you are?" Jay asked, spreading his wings and crouched. "Lex Luthor."
"Lex Luthor," Forge said as he raised the viewers to his eyes again, "is a monomaniac whose obsession with defeating Superman prevents him from achieving his potential as the smartest man on the planet. I may have to admit there are smarter out there than I," he admitted,
glancing up at Jay, "but I lack a singular nemesis to distract my brilliance. What's more, I have hair."
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