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[buildsomething]

[Tony's in his workroom, look surprised. His expression is deadpan, but there's something almost pleased underneath it. An almost imperceptible loosening of the tension that's always there in the set of his shoulders.]

So I know we're all well aware that this place is weird as hell, but does stuff just like. Turn up sometimes? Your stuff, I mean. From home.

[As he's talking, a metal arm pops into view behind him. The claw at the front of the arm clicks together once, then starts slowly creeping forward like it's trying to peer at the camera over Tony's shoulder. It's about the least subtle thing imaginable, considering the robot's sheer size, but Tony seems to be quite comfortably ignoring it.

At least until the claw nearly knocks right into the camera and Tony has to move it out of the way like he's holding it out of the range of a toddler. The robot arm is still taking up most of the image now, though. When Tony's voice comes again, it's more than a little resigned.]

'Cause this definitely mine. Unfortunately.

Comments

[buildsomething]

I don't have a superpower, so to speak. But I do like building things.

[shoplifter]

[It does make her think.

To most anyone, she sounds strange; to anyone who knows her, it makes enough sense, but...]

Do you make people, too?

[buildsomething]

What, like build them?

[Tony's eyebrows lift.]

Not really my skillset. Well, there is the one. But he's more like an android, and that was complicated.

[shoplifter]

... Not like that.

[But if he goes straight to that reply, maybe he's unaware.

Of what Transigen can do.]

[buildsomething]

Not really sure what you mean, then. And biology's never been my strongest suit.

[shoplifter]

[She shakes her head.]

... Nevermind.

Can I meet the robot? The arm.

[buildsomething]

Dum-E. And sure, if you want to.

[shoplifter]

[She nods, appeased.]

I will sneak away from Linda.

[buildsomething]

Or you could just...ask? I mean, you should be able to go see friends and things.

[Are they friends? Close enough.]

[shoplifter]

I don't like asking.

I like to just go.

[as you can see she might have a prob with any authority mmmkay]

[buildsomething]

Okay, well, fair enough. Shoot me a line when you're swinging by.

[shoplifter]

[She gives one last nod of confirmation before the feed ends.

You got it, man of iron.]