Morgan had enough when he was done with the dinner with Nalini. They both were it seemed. He had left telling her he had to finish up the project tonight as he had an idea. It was true but also a lie as he did have an idea but also it was more just an excuse to get away. She was hurting and so was he. He couldn't comfort her anymore and as he got into the elevator to get to the main floor hot tears stung his cheeks. He had cried many times this week and he still didnt know if this would work. He wanted to bring the people who had orchestrated the gas attack to justice one way or another. After that he would find out more about his parents deaths. After all he had been given gifts and the worlds of his grandfather still rung in his mind. 

The bell of the elevator dinged and he stepped out. Leaving the small lobby he entered the street. People bustled by in the dead or really more accurately the live night. He began to scratch at his wrists again where the webbing came out. He wasnt sure why but that always happened when he kissed Nalini. The skin almost looked as if it would heal closed. "Ah who the hell knows what it could be. These fucking powers and shit keeps going wrong." He punched a wall and some stone broke off. Then he continued on in silence till he reached the workshop. 

It was a large building with no fancy framework and it served its purpose. Inside his workshop was on the third floor containing various projects and doodads that he had working on. Setting the keys on the counter and flipping the light switch he went over to where a clothes locker stood. Opening it too out her coveralls and behind those he pulled out the patch work experiment of a suit. "This thing is going to get me killed..." he sighed and tossed it in the trash. Going over to a work bench he slammed his hand down making a slight dent in the mental. "This will never work if I don't get it together." Then as if a light bulb came on he had an idea. 

Morgan wasnt much for messing with clothes but he began to see this as an engineering problem rather than a tailor problem. First got to work on the boots. With enhanced friction and energy he would generate he would have to have them durrible plus be capable of many things. Then he decided that the whole suit would have to be the same way. 

Thirteen hours later using all he had available he had a prototype mark two. He rubbed his tired eyes and flipped the switch on one of his tesla coils. Lightning or energy flickered between the two coils then without warning he touched one. Energy flowed into Morgan then he was wired awake. As if he had slept eight hours he had a pep in his step again. Putting on the suit he smiled a wicked smile. Then something else happened he wasn't expecting, a sense or tingling sensation made him more alert. "That's odd. It's never happened before. Made it was just feedback? Either way it's time to test this baby out."

Morgan had crawled out of. The window and only the roof by hiding in the shadows if the alley as he had exited the window. Shooting the web to a nearby building he took off swinging. 

He tested his powers further making sure the new capacitors worked. Then he landed back on his building again preparing to go back in. Suddenly the sensation was back. It hit morgan so hard that his body reacted as if a threat was about t ok action. He lep into the air then his body just floated there above the roof. The wind blew and he drifted lightly. Then with an understanding like no other he glided down a few buildings. He had suddenly felt the ebb and flow of the electromagnetic forces of the earth and how to control his body in the glide. He also felt those forces touch his own natural force he gave off. Was that what he felt earlier? Something invading or brushing his bubble? Further experimentation would need to be done he thought then his charge ran out and he dropped like a stone to the roof he hovered over with a smack.