[ tony crosses the plank with confident, long strides and only a minor wrinkle of concentration in his brow. balance is something he has little problem with--decades of practice walking in straight lines (while drunk).
tony inspects the system at a glance. it's about what he expected: rudimentary but functional. thedas seems technologically stuck in the middle ages from what he's seen, by earth standards. he brushes aside the way his mind automatically reworks the whole thing, brings it into a future already possible with thedas's resources. the crows want routine maintenance; he'll give them routine maintenance. nothing more.
after flipping open the metal box fastened to the main beam, he pulls out and sets on top what appears to be tools and supplies for maintenance. good. he won't have to lug things around while scaling walls.
then, tony peers up into the gears, braces his hands atop the box and supporting beam, and lifts one foot. without looking over, he says, ] Gimme a boost, [ clearly expecting lucanis to obey. ]
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tony inspects the system at a glance. it's about what he expected: rudimentary but functional. thedas seems technologically stuck in the middle ages from what he's seen, by earth standards. he brushes aside the way his mind automatically reworks the whole thing, brings it into a future already possible with thedas's resources. the crows want routine maintenance; he'll give them routine maintenance. nothing more.
after flipping open the metal box fastened to the main beam, he pulls out and sets on top what appears to be tools and supplies for maintenance. good. he won't have to lug things around while scaling walls.
then, tony peers up into the gears, braces his hands atop the box and supporting beam, and lifts one foot. without looking over, he says, ] Gimme a boost, [ clearly expecting lucanis to obey. ]