"The audio will be sent over shortly. It hasn't been compressed, so it might take a while."
Skye's voice came through the headset, and Fitz immediately replied, "Okay, okay, I'm receiving it.
When you get back, I'll show you my thing. It's a device, not my... It's my hardware, my equipment.
We should probably... Never mind, hang up!"
"Wasn't the Alien Metal an explosive?" Coulson asked Simmons.
"I thought it was too when I saw the fracture patterns and dispersion! But it's only saturated with Gamma Radiation." As Simmons spoke, the "Alien Metal" on the lab table began to melt and drip.
"It's really dripping now. Interesting."
"What leads do we have?" Ward strode in, then spotted Aaron sitting in a chair and Petting Dragon. "And you are?"
"Aaron Gaius."
"Oh! I've heard of you. It's a pleasure."
"I'd rather you hadn't."
"Skye is transmitting more encrypted files about Centipede, but we have her audio. I've already loaded it."
"If I may ask, what exactly is this Centipede thing you keep talking about?"
"You'll find out soon enough." Fitz excitedly held up the surveillance device. "Motion estimation, Bayesian Inference, a beam splitter, plus a little Diffraction Theory.
Our Voldemort has appeared."
As soon as he finished speaking, several projectors simultaneously emitted crimson beams, weaving together the surveillance footage.
"That setup is pretty slick, even though I didn't understand a word of it."
"That's science."
"Is the explosive in the briefcase?" Ward watched the agitated man in the footage set a briefcase down in front of someone in a white lab coat.
"Please calm down and let me check your vitals," the man in the lab coat said.
"I feel great. I want to feel even better.
Where's the doctor? Where is she?"
"If you don't calm down, I'll inject you