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Caleb Murdoch sat in the midst of several unfinished projects as he tinkered away with a half built motorcycle engine. Turning around to grab a new tool, he found himself suddenly caught up in assembling a thruster for the jetpack designs he had. Truth be told Cal was constantly thinking about each of the projects simultaneously however he was only a man with two hands and could not physically work on them all at the same time. He had considered building a set of additional artificial limbs but he didn't feel like screwing around with neural transmitters. He smiled as he thought of an older superhero film where the villain had trouble with such a device causing the artificial limbs to control him. Cal definitely wasn't about to risk that happening. 

Standing up to stretch, Cal swayed slight to the blaring sound of music as it echoed around the small room. Picking up a dart off a nearby cluttered desk, Cal lined it up with a holographic projection of not just any human brain but a live feed of his own. Various areas of the diagram glowed as Cal tuned into the numerous noises and other stimulus around the room. Behind him, a literal wall of monitors displayed a multitude programs, ranging from the news, to documentaries, to reruns of [i]Firefly[/i]. Taking it all in, Cal was testing his limits, seeing how much information he could manage to process in detail while keeping it separate and organized within his mind. It was amazing watching his brain at work, unlike an actual human, he didn't just focus on one thing at hand, he didn't just multi-task, Cal was literally able to take in everything his senses picked up and perfectly remember it. Or at least, he would be able to once he had fully explored his abilities and learned how to control them. 

Despite being part of the Young Justice initiative as suggested by Blue Beetle, Cal felt obligated to keep an eye on Gateway City as he still hadn't managed to track down his mother's killer. Despite years of hunting down numerous leads over the years, the trail often went cold every time. That said, Cal had still managed to make a significant impression on the city's criminal underworld with Blue Beetle's help. Without Kord, Cal wouldn't have been able to get his hands on the resources required to design and create his equipment. Before Kord's involvement, Cal had been using weapons made out of hardware tools. He had however managed to create a rather versatile weapon out of a nail-gun, nothing in his current arsenal even came close to representing that. 

Picking up another dart, Cal turned his attention from the diagram of his brain to a 'Conspiracy Web' he had put together of Gateway City's criminal underworld. He could swear that there was one man behind it all, or at the very least an inner circle at the top to which all the lesser gangs reported to. Perhaps on some down time from the team Cal could zip down to Gateway and check it out. By car, the city was barely three hours away from Star. That was one of the good parts about Star City also being on the West Coast of the United States. Turning to his wall of monitors, Cal tuned back into his show just in time to mouth 'Big Damn Heroes Sir' along with Zoe as the climax of the [i]Firefly[/i] episode played out behind him. 

Allowing his mind to wonder again, Cal began turned his attention back to the barely completed jet pack before he turned abruptly on his heel and strolled across to his armor rack. Looking over the upper half of his armor, Cal examined it for a way to reinforce it while he began to go over the crime statistics for Star City in his head. If he was going to wear a jetpack, his armor would need to have some sort of under-laying harness installed in order to support his back and shoulders while also ensuring the jet back didn't just directly tug on one part of his body and instead the force was distributed equally. 

Truth be told that was the easy part, Cal spun around and threw another dart as he slipped on a gauntlet and tapped the holographic interface along the shock pad. Projecting a holographic screen into the center of the room, Cal began to drag parts as he assembled a mock up for the jet pack and ran a couple diagnostics to see how much weight the projected design should be able to lift, to what altitude and at what speed. Pausing as he heard noise outside of his room, Cal shut down the interface and paused his monitors as he opened the sliding doors and poked his head out. Based on the noise someone was using the war room a few floors below prompting Cal to go watch as he turned around to lock up his room. Shutting off his monitors, he nearly banged his head off his shelf that he had lined with scale models ranging from the [i]Serenity[/i] to an Imperial Star Destroyer, to the [I]USS Enterprise E[/i]. Exiting the room and making his way down in the elevator, Cal stopped at one of the War Room's observational windows as he looked in on another one of the new recruits, the alien turtle. 

Deciding he was going to screw with the 'Ninja Turtle', Cal made his way up the stairs in he control room as he began to set up a pool party simulation complete with bikini clad woman and the four Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. However before he could hit run, the alien had finished his session and was training places with Wisteria Adams, or as she preferred to be called, Owlet. Intrigued, Cal cancelled the simulation he had programmed and allowed her to input one of her own as he looked down to watch his potential rival. They had a lot in common in terms of their preferred weapons and M.O. but to Cal's understand, Wisteria was not a Metahuman. That said, Cal couldn't help but find himself lingering on her longer than necessary, surprisingly he found her attractive it would seem. 

Giving his head a shake, Cal's thoughts cleared up as he went back to designing the motorcycle and jetpack while also analyzing Star City's crime statistics, all while he watched the Owlet strut her stuff below.