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Brooding and Fighting

Who: Tony and OTA
What: Varies
When: Basoon 16- late (might add another time/ date too)/ Basoon 17-18 Training in Gym and also on those days, tearing up a row of chairs in the standard car.
Where: Varies
CW: Language, Talk about death/ anxiety, depression; violence-ish?
Notes: For the first part- His first response is going to be to tell you to go away. However, if your character will stick it out beyond that, feel free to tag in.

[Brooding]

It was well after dinner when the majority of the passengers wouldn't be in the dining carriage with none of the lights on. Those who snacked tended to stay in the kitchen. There are a few dishes left to do, but they were far down on Tony's list of worries.

He'd had several drinks from the bottle of scotch he'd purchased and that had led to a very dark mood. His back was to the doorway, his helmet was on the table next to him with the open bottle, and a projected image was playing in front of him. There were three voices in the video- his, a woman's, and a little girl's. A little girl who looked a lot like a younger version of Buttercup was playing around a park and a lovely blonde woman following along after her. The woman keeps looking at the camera and joking about Tony needing to stop filming everything, but of course he makes up some stupid reason about why this was vital for the sake of all of humanity. There's another one with the same duo are playing in the woods with a tiny set of Iron Man masks and gloves.

[Training]

He was a little hungover, but in a way the bad mood just made him want to fight even more. He'd called over the ICP for anyone who would like to start training to learn hand to hand combat.

He found some material to make small cushion gloves like those a boxer might have (only obviously not as good as those). He's wearing his cargo pants and a black tank top. He calls Peter up to the front of the class and passes over another set of the makeshift boxing gloves.

[Added! Getting spare parts- Late afternoon 17 ]

Tony found the belt Manabu had set aside for a holster for his gun and decided to put his tools on it. He was already sweaty from the training, so he didn't bother cleaning up when he was going to be working more. So in his black undershirt, a sledgehammer over on shoulder, and a metallic glove from his suit he whistled his way to the standard carriage.

There was no need for this many chairs in here. They would never need this many. So, he went over to the front row and lifted the hammer. With a purely devilish grin, he grunted from the exertion and TWA-BANG. The headrest of the chair went flying. He kept working, going back and forth between the sledgehammer, a very concentrated beam from his glove for cutting, and a screwdriver until he had one short row of chairs dismantled.

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Reigen had heard some noises from one of the cars, but figured it wasn't actually something to be concerned about. Really, he was just passing through to get to another car, but then this is what he ended up running into.

That was definitely Tony and Ignis, and they were definitely in the middle of something...private, judging by the making out and Tony's hand on Ignis' ass. Oh, and also, Ignis was shirtless. Reigen was...well, surprised was the mildest way to put it.

"...huh?"

Really, it'd have been nice if Reign could astral project out of this situation, but the sound of his voice had already made his presence known. Now they both would know Reigen was there. Maybe God could have mercy and he'd fall off the train right now.

His mind was on where to lay Ignis down in here or whether to just bend him over something. Caution was a thing of the past as he continued his merciless quest to their pleasure. Unfortunately, they weren't going to reach it.

Before he could decide, he heard a noise behind them from the doorway into the luggage carriage. He froze and briefly considered their position. There was no denying this, of course. There wasn't a way to claim anything else was happening than the obvious. They'd been caught red handed. Drawing back from Ignis, he turned and looked to see who was interrupting them and he shot Reigen a glare. Still, he hadn't removed his hand from Ignis' backside.

"There isn't a chance you'd keep this to yourself, is there?" His voice was a bit breathless and his skin flushed with arousal. The most obvious thing lacking here was any visible shame on Tony's part- assuming you didn't count the request Reigen was discreet about what he'd just caught them doing.

Edited 2019-10-05 18:09 (UTC)

Hearing the noise, green eyes widened in surprised as Reigen stood there. Removing Tony's hand from his backside, Ignis pulled his shirt back on, giving himself a moment to recover and get his polite professional armor back on.

"Ah, Reigen, this is an unexpected surprise." There was more of an emphasis on the surprise part as he realized of course that they'd been caught. Tony had requested that the other keep this quiet, but he wasn't sure if that was going to be a possibility. Damage control raced through his mind. The advisor knew they were on borrowed time here keeping this a secret.

If Ignis lost his position on the council due to this, he would bow out as gracefully as he accepted the position. He'd known it was a possibility once he and Tony got involved or whatever anyone would call it. By the Six, the advisor himself didn't even have a name for it

There were a lot of questions Reigen had about the whole scenario and the relationship status between these two. More importantly though, he was questioning how they were so calm about this?! Ok, Ignis at least was putting his shirt back on, that helped. Still, way too calm about the whole thing.

"Yeah, no shit!" Surprise was a bit of an understatement in Reigen's opinion. He ran a hand through his hair, incredibly embarrassed that this was happening and really just wanting to leave. "Ok so, do I forget about the entire relationship or just the part where you guys are about to...seriously, right in front of the suitcases?!"

For whatever reason, Reigen wondered if it would easy for these two to kill him. Dammit, he would have made some updates to his will if he knew this was going to happen.

Tony gave Ignis a put out look at having his arm pushed away and the man throwing his shirt on. He looked back at Reigen. Damn cockblocker.

"Well I was thinking more against one. There are a couple here that are the right height for it." So not the point. "And there isn't a relationship, we're just.. uh.. friends with a dash extra."

Why were they both making this such a big deal? And why was this happening right now? He had much better things to do with his time but this interruption was ruining it. He might start thinking it's a big deal too as soon as more blood flowed back up north.

Ignis had been about to say something but then Tony spoke first. Hearing what he did cut him up inside and it reminded him of what the truth of the matter was. His jaw clenched and his resolve strengthened. That was just what he needed to hear and yet it wasn't at all.

"You can forget about the entire thing and as has been stated, there's nothing there." he replied coolly. His brain clicked back on and the professional crisp demeanour the advisor always wore as armour was completely back in place.

Moving away from Tony, Ignis lightly and very briefly tapped Reigen on the shoulder as he passed by the blonde man. "I thank you for coming to check on us." He didn't even look back at either of the men as he made his way back to his room.

Edited 2019-10-06 05:04 (UTC)

"Didn't need to know that, Tony!" Reigen was already mortified at having caught two people about to get down to risky business, and Tony wasn't helping at all.

Then Ignis had turned around at Tony's stating they weren't in a relationship, and that response was...well, 'yikes' came to mind. Reigen could guess that Tony had screwed up.

"...you're welcome?" Reigen squeaked out as Ignis left. Now it was just Tony and him, which might actually be worse than dealing with both of them. Clearing his throat awkwardly, Reigen started to step away. "Well, I think I hear my laundry calling..."

Tony frowned as Ignis seemed to react so poorly to what he said and headed out. True they hadn't specifically said what they would do if someone found out, but the idea, he'd thought was to play it on the down low and not claim it to be anything. Perhaps saying it and hearing it were too different things- not that he could exactly blame Ignis for however he's feeling. Either way, he knew this had been a pretty bad thing for the two of them.

And Reigen started talking and brought his attention back to the intruder. "You still haven't said if you were keeping this to yourself. Do I have to actually threaten you to get your cooperation? I'd rather not do that, but I will. He doesn't deserve that." Tony did. Ignis didn't.

"What? Of course I'm not gonna blab about it, I don't wanna do that to Ignis!" Reigen sounded almost offended that Tony felt the need to threaten him. Ignis was a good man, and regardless of his taste, Reigen didn't want to subject him to potential gossip. Might as well just pretend he never saw that, both for Ignis' sake and his own sanity.

Still, something about Ignis' reaction bothered him.

"Are you guys really just friends with benefits?" Reigen asked despite himself.

Tony sighed with relief. He'd assumed as much, but he'd also assumed a few other things that might not actually be true. The most important thing here though, was damage control and preventing any further harm to Ignis, who he truly cared deeply for.

A lot of the fight went out of him and he looked down at the floor. Shaking his head and slowly he glanced back up at Reigen. "No, but.. I thought that's what he wanted us to say if we got caught." He wanted to race after the man, beg his forgiveness but with how emotionally charge this situation was it might be wiser to give both of them- or all three- a chance to cool down. Either way, Tony looked fairly miserable about the situation he'd just found himself in.

“Didn’t seem like that’s what he wanted to me,” Reigen said bluntly. That probably wasn’t helping and he knew it, but concern for Ignis weighed out over being polite. Besides, he’d figured out there was no point in bullshitting with Tony on this stuff, given the amount of times he’s found the guy at low points. Really, this had to be a new record.

That did not mean he wanted to be Tony’s relationship counselor, however. He just wanted to leave now. “Look, uh...good luck working it out. I’m just gonna go forget this happened. Still got laundry to do.” Reigen started to leave, trying to remember what he was heading over to do in the first place before running into those two. Thanks, guys.

"Well, yes, I picked up on that. Thank you so kindly for pointing that out as I obviously had missed it!" Tony snapped, glaring at Reigen. He felt horrid for what happened! Not only had he hurt Ignis but he'd had to do it in front of someone else. Not just a 'nobody' either, but Reigen. "Anything else you'd like to be helpful about, you jackass?"

If he had something, he would've thrown it. "Good. Get the hell out of my sight!"

Had he messed up? Well, yeah, he messed up walking in on the whole scene in the first place. Reigen guessed he should have expected Tony to get pissed at him, but for whatever reason, it still stung. It wasn't his fault that Tony had screwed up, and he didn't like being a punching bag for people. Rationality completely flew out the window for that moment.

"Oh, sure! Here's a suggestion: screw you! And learn how to lock a door, asshole!" With that last jab, Reigen slammed the car door shut and stormed off. He didn't care if anyone heard him, Tony would have to try and explain it on his own.

As he continued to walk away, regret started to set in, along with the thought that Tony probably hated him now. Great, another relationship Reigen had ruined pretty much just by being himself. He'd liked hanging out with Tony, as difficult as he was, so it hurt.

Jeez, he needed a drink or something.

Knowing now how things went down after he'd left the scene earlier, Ignis knew he had to find Reigen. So he'd gotten a bottle of alcohol as an apology and found Reigen sitting alone by himself. He sighed, not sure how things got so screwed up. He'd agreed with Tony openly, thanked Reigen and left. That should have been the absolute end of it.

Should have. Except, Tony.

Ignis was more than sure this went down worse than he imagined it, but hoped he was wrong. So when he found the other man, he tapped at the door.

"May I come in?"

Reigen had just gotten done talking himself out of using one of Jessie's cigarettes for himself, since he didn't want to steal and didn't even have a lighter, when there was a knock on the door. He opened it prepared to tell whoever it was to come back a different time, when he saw who it was.

"Oh, Ignis...uh, sure? Go for it." He didn't feel like he could turn down Ignis in particular given that he'd been the one who lead to his relationship getting messed up. Right, that did happen, didn't it? "Are you doing ok?"

"I've brought you a gift of alcohol." This was a thing he'd learned from Tony earlier in the day. Handing it over, Ignis came in. Fortunately it was only them, which of course was ideal. He didn't ask to sit so he stood and blinked puzzedly at Reigen.

"I'm doing fine, thank you for asking." Ignis was here to apologize on Tony's behalf and as he and the older man had discussed earlier, Reigen was really very kind. And he would do everything he could to keep the peace here.

"I've come to find out how you are actually."

"Eh? Thanks...how'd you know I was thirsty?" He laughed a little, taking the bottle. Man, this looked expensive. Now he could excuse downing it as an act of appreciating a gift rather than self-destructive behavior.

"Ok, good, I was worried after that whole thing happened...eh? Me? I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?" Reigen waved off Ignis' question, electing to focus on trying to open the alcohol instead of his own condition. "Uh, it doesn't bother you if I drink, does it? I can probably get some glasses to split it or something..."

Maybe he ought to wait, considering, but Reigen at least wanted to appear fine and sociable right now. There wasn't a good reason for him to be upset, anyway, especially compared to Ignis.

What whole thing..oh right, Tony. Reigen thankfully switched topics and he shook his head. "No, that's all yours." Ignis didn't come here to drink, the blonde could have everything as far as he was concerned.

Putting his back against the wall, the advisor waited until Reigen settled with the bottle. "I've come here to apologize actually.." His voice trailed off as he looked at a wall. "Tony told me a little of what happened."

He was really here to apologize on the older man's behalf. "I also wanted to personally say thank you for your discretion."

He did eventually get the bottle open after a fight with the cap. "You really don't have to apologize to me, it's fine--oh. He did, huh? How much..." Reigen's expression shifted for a moment into something more contemplative, but then he drank directly from the bottle. Apparently he'd rather risk getting drunk and embarrassing himself in front of Ignis than dwell on that conversation. Straight liquor always had a strange aftertaste to him, so he coughed a little before managing to speak again.

"Ha, g-good stuff! Oh, and you're welcome, I guess? Dunno what I did to be thanked!"

"How much what?" Ignis asked, wondering what Reigen had to say. He waited because the other looked like he was thoughtful. He wasn't sure whether he should push the issue or not but decided against it as he heard Reigen begin to cough.

Should he go and leave the other man alone? He was safely ensconced into his cabin. But if Reigen somehow became a menace, Ignis would feel as if he were at fault. "You were kind enough not to say anything is why you're being thanked." Ignis spoke softly now in case somehow someone outside of the cabin happened to hear him.

"Oh, was gonna ask how much Tony said about it? Not important though! I"m guessing it worked out for you, so--" He took another drink of the bottle. "So whatever, right? Doesn't matter! Man, what kind of liquor is this?" Whatever it was, Reigen was definitely feeling the effects already. He didn't know whether that was because of how quickly he was drinking it or because of placebo effect.

"But yeah, don't even worry about it. You're a good guy, Ignis-kun, I don't want you to half to deal with...with the stuff. With the thing where people make up bullshit about you? What's it called?" There was no way his brain had shut down this quickly, had it? "Rumors! Right, that, especially when people dig up stuff just to humiliate you, it sucks!"

"Enough to know that he was out of line." Ignis replied easily. He shrugged at the question about the alcohol because he really had no idea because he didn't drink.

However, now he was getting suspicious, so he cautiously sat across from Reigen. "Whatever did he tell you?" Really, walking away should've solved the entire thing. But Tony had said he was trying to protect his reputation and knowing the older man he got angry and..it probably went south in a hand basket really fast.

Ignis felt bad and he decided that at least for the time being he would stay here with Reigen and try to help..if he could. "I didn't mean for things to get as out of hand as they did." Tony should've been the one here saying this, but he promised that he would do this task. After all, when he'd taken his position on the council, he figured he'd have to do this eventually. The advisor had no way of knowing that his first mission of smoothing over ruffled feathers would involve him personally however.

Reigen sat down, feeling a slight headache coming on. "Man, I'm still not good at this..." He muttered, staring at the drink for a moment before setting it on the table and addressing Ignis' questions.

"He just told me to keep quiet? Was gonna anyway, 'course. There was a bit of yelling...ugh, I don't wanna get you involved in shit. It's'not your fault, really." His stare went back to the bottle, preferring to stare at the sloshing liquid rather than look Ignis in the eye right now. "I'm kinda used to this kind of thing happening? 'm fine." Not that Ignis would even know what Reigen meant by 'this kind of thing'. Ruining his relationships, he guessed.

He was just gonna chalk up how he suddenly felt sweatier than usual and how dry his mouth felt despite having just drank to the side-effects of alcohol.

Ignis considered it his fault because he knew that he should've dragged Tony with him but he didn't so his head shook. "I'm sorry." He had no idea what Reigen meant but that didn't stop him from being concerned.

He had a feeling there was more to this since the other man wasn't looking at him but he'd figure that out at another time. He had a feeling this went down worse than he was hearing and he half thought to sit the two down and have them talk this out like gentlemen. Reigen was in no mood to hear that suggestion right now and the advisor decided that he would broach it at a later date. Tony valued this man's friendship and Ignis didn't want to see anything happen to that.

Green eyes looked at the blonde, not sure what else to say or do as far as the reason he was here. So he tried a different approach.

"Can I get you anything else?"

Edited 2019-10-08 07:50 (UTC)

"Why are you apologizing now? You're not even the guy who yelled at me... Jeez, you're too damn nice, Ignis-kun! People are gonna take advantage of it, if you don't careful...if you're not careful?" Reigen squinted in thought, trying to work out where he had messed up that sentence, before eventually giving up. "Whatever, what was my point? I had a point. Oh, right. I can handle people gettin' pissed at me. You get used to it."

He tried to take another sip of alcohol, but it was starting to leave a nasty aftertaste in his mouth. "That's, uh...no, I'm fine...is there a reason you're being so nice to me, besides feeling guilty?"

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Later that night

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