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!"

Comments

[thebiggestguy]

"If the train could just send us wherever it wanted, it wouldn't need to take us anywhere," Dread pointed out. "The only proven capability it has is to bring us to it from where we are. Being sent back is much more likely than being sent somewhere else. Not guaranteed, but likely enough that punching and blasting and yelling are much more likely to cause harm than good."

He turned slightly, turning his head to look back down the hall, towards the other cabins and the people within them. "Especially for people not us."

[runs_on_batteries]

"Okay, you've made your point about that part. I'm not punching or blasting it anymore now that I know it's useless. And I'm not sure how raising my voice will do any harm to anyone, but I'll give you that one too." Since he didn't want to continue to be told he was yelling. He wasn't yelling! He was... okay fine, so he had been yelling. Now he was just being curt and assertive. There was a difference.

"How about recommending something we should do instead of what not to do? How would someone 'like us' help someone who has been lost on this train and we have very little control over it?"

[thebiggestguy]

Dread opened one hand, a casual gesture to emphasize his words. "How would you want people reacting if you vanished tomorrow?"

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony looks down at Dread's hand, it was something to see other than his face. "I don't know. The instant I go back, I die."

[thebiggestguy]

Except he'd healed here. Would returning him actually kill him? But no point in arguing that now. "Assume they don't know that. They just know you disappeared, and you probably went back home but might not have. What do you want them doing?"

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony really wants this conversation to be over. He wants to go find a way to soothe his kid and find some of his dignity he seemed to have shredded on the way to this car. Unfortunately, Dread keeps on it like a dog on a bone.

"I don't know! I wouldn't want them to freak out like this, but I'd want someone to care enough to look for me."

[thebiggestguy]

Boy, did he. Dread wasn't gonna let Tony off easily, because Tony sounded a hundred percent like the sort of guy you had to make admit the point out loud, so he couldn't pretend later he hadn't gotten it or didn't hear it or anything like that.

"Through a calm and measured plan that doesn't endanger anyone?"

[runs_on_batteries]

"I don't see why it has to be calm! Yes, I'd like it to be something that doesn't endanger anyone and yes, a plan first is always god. But if you're passionate about something, what difference does it make?" Tony demanded.

[thebiggestguy]

"You can be passionate and still be calm. I learned that the hard way. As strong as you might feel about anything, you won't accomplish anything if you let that get in the way of what needs to be done. And you won't accomplish anything if you focus on being only calm." Dread lifted his shoulders slightly. "Plus if you freak out, others will too. They look up to you."

[runs_on_batteries]

He was getting no where with this conversation. He thought there was a big spectrum in between 'calm' and 'freaking out'. However it seemed pointless to continue to belabor the point with Dread. It was also difficult to listen to the fact people looked up to him. He knew they did and he honestly didn't want them to be scared.

"Fine, whatever. You win." He tossed back before turning on his heels and storming out of the room. It was frustrating but Dread was right. They weren't going to get anywhere this way. Now he needed to find a way to cool off his temper and think up a plan. How to find someone when you're trapped in a space they're no longer in? It'd be a difficult one, but he had to find a way. If not for Gwen's sake, then for Peter's.

[thebiggestguy]

Funnily enough, whenever someone told Dread he'd won, he generally was certain he hadn't. Maybe the battle, but not the war.

He let Tony brush past him, so the other man couldn't see him squeeze his eyes shut and tighten his fingers on his elbows. Dread was playing the calm sensible role here, so just as he advised Tony to mind how he came off to others, so too did Dread mind how he let himself appear.

"Have you ever studied martial arts?" he said, turning once he'd gotten himself under control again.

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony didn't realize he was pushing Dread's buttons but if he did, he'd like be ornery enough to be pleased about it. He was certainly angry, so Dread should be too. Never mind, if a fight broke out he wouldn't win without his armor on.

He was almost to the door when he heard the question. He paused and looked back at the large man. "No. I don't have the patience for that."

[thebiggestguy]

"You ought to learn. It helps. A lot. Also I don't think you've got it in you to be an arcanist." Which had been Dread's first attempt at getting his life under control.

[runs_on_batteries]

"I'm leaving now." He was done with this and he had a headache. Dread could keep his opinions to himself.

Except that Tony actually will mull them over for a while.