You are a stranger to this world. There could be more like you. There could also be consequences for your arrival here. You do not seem to know any more than I do.
But that is not something you simply walk away from, hoping it sorts itself out.
[ after a long moment of silent assessment, tony casts his eyes aside. by the time he returns to scrubbing, his shoulders are a little tighter, a little more drawn in. ] Well...thanks, anyway.
[ nothing else, just tony wetting the rag with more solution and then scrubbing and wiping off the remaining rust. any attempt at further conversation gets only short, noncommittal answers. after he's done with the gear, he rubs the rag around the shaft and cleans it before he jimmies and pushes the gear back into its place. ]
[ That much seems obvious, as Tony finishes slotting the gear back into place. Just in time. He's starting to feel a faint twinge in his lower back from holding him aloft like this. ]
[ tony pounds his fist on the gear twice, hard, to secure the fit. ] It's the answer I expected. [ finally, he bends his knee to set the aloft foot on the ground, following closely with the one lucanis releases, and turns to him head-on, his face unreadable. guarded. ] You can give me the map layover. I'll do the rest on my own.
[ after a glance that way and an unbothered nod back, tony turns to the storage box to return the supplies. ] I'll be back tonight, [ he says in a tone akin to a dismissal. ] Before dawn, at least.
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[ tony stops and looks down, the corner of his mouth pinched. ]
Spill it.
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But that is not something you simply walk away from, hoping it sorts itself out.
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[ His lips quirk faintly. ]
Assassins are not known for such things, after all.
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[ nothing else, just tony wetting the rag with more solution and then scrubbing and wiping off the remaining rust. any attempt at further conversation gets only short, noncommittal answers. after he's done with the gear, he rubs the rag around the shaft and cleans it before he jimmies and pushes the gear back into its place. ]
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[ That much seems obvious, as Tony finishes slotting the gear back into place. Just in time. He's starting to feel a faint twinge in his lower back from holding him aloft like this. ]
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[ Without hesitation he points across the rooftop to the next one over. This time, the gap is narrow enough to leap over.
With some effort. ]
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