Powerless || Richard (rchardriders) & Hank (doctxrpym)
Pym was, as rarely surprising anyway, in his lab. The receptionist pointed him in the direction and Hank was hunched over looking into a scope at something on a slide his body leaning forwards as he reached for a pen making a few notes on his notepad.
“Dr Pym, I’m not sure if know me, but I’m Richard and I need your help.” Richard came up close to the man, not wanting to disturb him if his work was of utmost import, and yet needing the help all the same.
