Warning Mad Scientist At Work

[runs_on_batteries]

Who: Tony and OTA
Where: Varies
When: Apple Day 17- 20
What: Tony's keeping busy investigating, building, breaking things, you know. The usual.
Warnings: Language and I'll warn if there's EG spoilers

Quiet Car- {OTA + Manabu}

Tony has taken over one of the quiet rooms to be his own personal work space. There's a note on the wall next to the door saying just that and to stay out. If anyone chooses not to respect that, they'll find tools that had been um.. borrowed from the previous world and several mechanical projects in the works. Nothing is finished yet.

For Manabu: One of the projects, Tony is working on is fixing the laser gun that belonged to Manabu's dad. He's using both tools from the world, tools he's made, and a few items from the medical bay to get into the electric base of the gun.

Medical Car- {OTA}

Another place Tony has made himself at home is the medical area. He's taken some ingredients from the kitchen and using the tools from the medical bay to work on a few projects here as well. One can find him using some cups, mugs, bowls, and some silverware to do what looks like a couple chemistry projects.

Gym- {OTA}

When he's not cooped up with his brainy assignments, he's sparring in the gym or doing yoga. He had started off doing this by himself in his quiet room, but has clearly given that up and now does it wherever he pleases (but mostly the gym).

[Side Note]
He's repeatedly gotten so busy he has forgotten to eat or go to bed if anyone cares to notice.

[ooc- if there's something specific you'd like me to add just holler and I'll add it. Or I might think of something else and add it later.]

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Storage car, wall where conductor's door should be.

Immediately following this

As Tony storms from the dressing carriage to the closest one to where the conductor should be, his armor clinks into place. His helmet drops into place and he barks a few orders to Friday and powers up, ready for a fight. He ignores any and all attempts to slow him down or explain himself. Finally when it's only the wall between him and the one he suspects has answers, he attacks.

"What the hell have you done with Gwen?! Come face me, you dickless tyrant!"

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Medical Car

[deductiongeek]

Inevitably, Conan's boredom fueled exploration of the train eventually brings him to the medical car and to Tony again. By standing on his toes he ca just barely see over the table to get a view of the chemistry projects.

"What are you working on?"

[runs_on_batteries]

[ooc- I'm going to assume there are medical glasses even if mod hasn't confirmed just yet.]

Tony looks up from his notebook and gives the boy a smile. He's wearing a pair of safety glasses and since the boy was there, he fishes through the drawers for a second one and a chair for him to stand on.

"I'm trying to find something that will surpress the negative effects certain food has on Gwen and Peter. They're allergic to a number of things." He points to a few of the ingredients he has and identifies them for the boy. "Interested in helping?"

[deductiongeek]

Conan puts the glasses with some relief. They weren't the same, but he'd spent so much time wearing glasses this last year as a disguise that going without felt uncomfortably vulnerable.

He nods and looks over the table. "What kinds of allergies? Is it anaphylactic?"

[unholyandbroken]

[Quiet Car]

By sheer bad luck Jessie somehow got locked in a random supply closet. But thanks to knowing how to pick locks she somehow got out while in the middle of a massive claustrophobia flare up. So once out she's slumped outside the quiet car, badly needing open space. But a train and tight quarters is only making things worse since she's not exactly slept either.

So guess one of her many secrets is out?

[runs_on_batteries]

He had the phillip head screwdriver. He needed the flat one. Where was the flat one? Where had he put that? After a few moments, he groans and decides he left it in the med bay. With a huff, he leaves his room and almost trips right over a young woman- er, Jessie, right?- outside the quiet car.

"Whoa! Watch it!" He grips, before really looking at her. His annoyance shifts quickly into concern. "What's going on? Are you okay?"

[unholyandbroken]

"Locked...in...closet." was all Jessie could sput out. "Not much open space." but all the signs are in play, she can't exactly hide this secret for much longer. She's ghost white and she can't exactly stop shaking either.

[siriusly]

Part of basic back at the SDF included learning how to disassemble and reassemble standard firearms, not the least of which was the dragoon pistol now on the table in pieces. Almost entirely in pieces: Manabu's got the energy charger -- where conventional bullets would be -- in his hands while he slides the strip of metal connecting it to the trigger. That part he sets on the table, while the panel of small circuits and row of tubes lay in his palm for Tony to see.

"This is what's gone defunct," he says. "These tubes are what heat up and store the energy shots; they rotate in the barrel after each shot, so that the next one in line gets kind of jump-started, like using cables to recharge a conventional engine."

[runs_on_batteries]

The gun was interesting. It had some really smart tech in its making and Tony had been careful while taking it a part to know what piece went where for when he put it back together. It'd work a little more efficiently though if this was connected to something a little smaller and they should use a copper thread tying those together as a better conductor and..

It took a moment before Tony could pull his gaze away from the part he was currently examining to what Manabu was holding. Of course when he does, he is equally, if not more so, fascinated by the tubes. "There must've been something... perhaps a break here.." he was more muttering to himself than the young man. "The mechanism rotating the barrels has been damaged. But really, it looks like that was a fragile piece anyway. We need to find something that will keep the charge going no matter how hard it gets hit."

[siriusly]

As Tony ponders, Manabu sets the mechanism down on the table for him to pick at or turn over at his discretion, his own hands withdrawing so he can fold his arms on the table.

"It's all awfully small," he remarks, doubt still in his tone. "You sure it can even be done?"

Middle of the Night day 18 into 19- quiet car

[knifewithnoname]

She's noticed that he hasn't been sleeping much. She's often awake in the middle of the night and she's noticed the last few nights he hasn't been in his bed. He's always there in the morning, but she thinks that's something the train does. A magic perhaps?

But just because he ends up in his bed doesn't mean he's sleeping and when he does sleep he often has night scares.

He's not in his bed tonight when she wakes up and so she keeps her eye out for him as she wanders the train, she has some things for him and she makes sure to take them with her out of the cabin.

She finally finds him in the quiet car, there's a sign saying to stay out so she pauses outside the glass. She doesn't want to disturb him or invite his anger. She watches him carefully though the window.

[runs_on_batteries]

Tonight, he was just coming up with new formulas to try and solve the issue of Peter and Gwen's allergies. He wishes he had some dry erase markers so he could use the glass to diagram things on, but the notebook would have to do. He misses his computers too. For someone who has spent the majority of his life working with computers and tablets and whatever else, being limited to a pen or pencil and paper was rough.

One problem at a time, though. He leans back and rolls his tight, sore shoulders. He idly wondered what time it was. Just as he was getting up to pull the half full bottle of hard cider from one of his bags, he got the feeling he wasn't alone. Was someone watching him? Looking over at the door, he spots Buttercup and his expression shifts from tired and a little concerned (since that was the natural reaction to being watched) to a smile. Coming over to the door, he opened it to let her in.

"Hey, sweetie. Come on in. What are you doing up this late?"

[knifewithnoname]

She entered when he opened the door and looked around the small compartment he had decided was his. "I did be waking up." Was the simple answer, "You did no be being there. Did you be having a night scare again?"

She still didn't understand how a grown up would have night scares but Tony's were big and loud. Just like much of what he did was big and loud.

She pulled herself up to one of the benches as she waited for him to answer. Hopefully the present she had gotten him would help.

Storage Car

[thebiggestguy]

"That's not going to accomplish anything good."

Spend enough time wandering Eorzea and you develop a sixth sense for when trouble looms. Dread had poked his head out just long enough to see, and hear, said trouble, and followed in Tony's wake as swiftly as he could. Now he stopped a few feet away, hands very carefully at his sides.

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony slams his fists into the wall with a growl, before turning and looking at his giant friend. Even though he's glaring at the man, it was really because he was angry with the situation and not specifically Dread.

"Gwen is gone. She's just a kid and she's god-knows-where!" And he's got a heartbroken other kid to deal with. "She was here this morning but... I'm not going to sit back and let them take children or anyone else away without a fight."

[thebiggestguy]

"You're too late on that. She already got taken here." Dread unfolded one arm to rap his knuckles against the wall of the train. The gloves on his hand muted the noise, but point taken, right? "For all you know, she went back where she came from. I think that's most likely, actually. You going to wreck up the place even if she's back where she belongs?"

[tinkerheart]

"Stop that immediately!"

Elves are faster and more agile than men. That's the only reason Feanor manages to evade the blast ricocheting from the front wall.

"Whatever you're trying to accomplish is not working! You're just wrecking everything around here!"

Tony might find it difficult to ignore the command. Not only because it's loud enough to rise above all the noise he's making. But the words themselves carry the authority out of this world. Or any other for that matter. Should he turn around to in direction of its source he may notice, even if he's too angry to pay attention, that Feanor is radiating with golden light... and quite pissed himself.

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony curses when the blast becomes a hazard instead of a destructive force on the wall. It doesn't even leave a burn mark!

He tries to ignore the familiar voice of that haughty person- elf, according to Maglor- but for whatever reason, he can't. Turning around and letting his helmet fall back, he levels the man with a withering glare. Was the elf glowing? That was concerning. "They've taken one of the kids! A young girl named Gwen. So far no one has been harmed here, but apparently that's changed."

[tinkerheart]

"When?"

Feanor would recognize the name if he paid attention to other people. He would remember that there is a plaque with that name on the wall near the door to his cabin.

"You're sure she's not somewhere on the train? Just not responding?"

Don't get him wrong. He'll be first to assume ill intentions of whoever abducted them and put them in this place. But Tony is speaking about a kid and kids tend to get into a lot of trouble completely on their own. No outside interference necessary.

What's up danger (Storage Car with Tony, Ash and Renee!)

[afterburner]

It was the suit powering up that got Renee's attention. Stepping out into the hallway--well, that was an ominous sight, wasn't it? She did get hit by one of those straying repulsor rays--but better her than someone else who couldn't take it. She grunted as she was struck, then spread her arms, closing in on angry Tony and throwing up a kinetic shield--better that the rest of the train didn't get itself messed up by the energy he was throwing around.

Not that her own attempt at opening up part of this show had gotten her anywhere.

"You think you're gonna get anywhere with that, or you gonna try and kill us all?" Because Renee figured without her interference, someone else was a lot more likely to get hurt than Tony was going to get any of the answers he wanted.

[bombashbunny]

Ash had heard something of a commotion stirring up and went to investigate. She came up as Renee got hit with the repulsor ray and Ash automatically felt herself bound forward to join the commotion. It was out of habit she started to reach for her gun, finding it was not on her back like she was accustomed. That was probably for the best in this situation.

Ash would slip to the side of Renee and try to get an arm around Tony and just pull him a bit away from the wall and maybe get his attention if she managed to actually restrain him a little. She had nothing to say - she was more focused on physically subduing or calming Tony down at this juncture. They were all crammed too close to be attacking walls seemingly without reason.

[runs_on_batteries]

It was true, Tony might have lost his mind for a moment or two. That's what happens when someone you love is suffering and you're faced with an unforgivable injustice. You fight back!

Of course, he hadn't known the blast would ricochet or he would never have tried it. Unlike a few others, he hadn't tried attacking this wall when they'd first arrived so he didn't know it was as invincible as it was turning out to be. He hadn't known anyone was there and in danger or that alone would've snapped him out of his rage.

Whether it was poor judgment or the lack of sleep or simply his ptsd rearing its ugly head- whatever the case, it made everything seem to happen at once for him. The blasts bounced and he heard a pained voice like a knife to his heart. Before he could really see who or what had happened some kind of energy was going up around him. Not even a split second later, he felt someone grabbing hold of him.

Was the conductor attacking him now? He curled forward, taking whoever was grabbing him between him and the ceiling. He launched into the air, crushing the person between the train ceiling and the gold-titanium alloy of his armor. Dropping just as fast, he spun, trying to throw the person off. Only when he turned and finally saw who it was did he stop and realize what was going on. His helmet fell back from his face and he stared at Renee and Ash in disbelief.

Medical Car

[seawanderer]

Just because his father is here doesn't mean Maglor has forgotten those he's already met. Particularly Tony. It's almost an accident when he finds the man in the medical car, though he has been looking for him along the way.

Memories of watching a very young Elrond learn how to do basic healing wash over him, though there's very little of what he'd used here on display. He approaches, making a purposeful scuff to announce his presence and hopefully avoid startling the man at a bad moment.

"What are you working on?"

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony pauses with one solution in a bowl raised and ready to pour into the main bowl he was using. He looks up and sees Maglor coming in the room. Spotting the familiar face, he gives the man a smile.

"I'm working on a cure for Peter and Gwen and all of the allergies they have. We have very limited ingredients though, so I have to make things to try and replicate what I'm used to." He nods towards a couple of bowls that look burnt or colored wrong. "I haven't been successful yet."

He gestures over to a stool for his 'guest'. It wasn't his medical car but it might as well be for how often he's in here now. "How've you been? Settling in alright?"

Medical Car | Apple 19 | Evening

[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter took just a small does of the sleep aid to start with but after an hour it was clear that it just wasn't going to work. He's not surprised but maybe a little disappointed. He takes a little more and another hour in it's still not working and now his side itches. No sleep aid then. That's great.

He makes his way back to the medical car, not even sure if Tony's still there or if he's gone to bed but yet but that's where he'd last seen him so that's his first stop. He pushes his way into the car and stops just short of his mentor, taking a second to scratch at his side.

"So uh... no luck on the sleep aid but also-" He lifts his NASA shirt up to show the angry red mark on the side of his torso. "-is there like, calamine lotion or something like that in here? Something topical should work-right? I can't metabolize that."

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony was sitting on the stool in the medical room with a bag of ice on his chin when Peter comes in. He looks up when the boy enters and sighs. He sets the pack aside and gives his 'intern' his full attention. His jaw was smarting where Feanor had punched him and there was an ugly bruise forming. He frowns when Peter raises his shirt.

Great. That's just great. Peter had told him the sleep aids wouldn't work and he'd get side effects but didn't Tony listen? No. Now who was going to suffer because of it. The kid should probably deck him for his lapse in judgment too.

He gets up and grunts, feeling the discomfort throughout his joints from falling like he had. He mumbles a curse as he was sure he was walking like an eighty year old to the supply closet. Picking up the lotion, he passes it over to Peter. "Here. Cotton swabs are over in that drawer if you want to grab them. I can get the first dose on you if you'd like."