Tommy Shepard (
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revivalproject2020-07-10 11:03 am
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Dudes, you WOULD not believe what I found.
[There's laughter and amusement in Tommy's voice. Something that hadn't been true at all by the end of the time in the tunnels. Look at him, not three hours free and he's already gleeful.]
So I took a nice little run after the tunnel opened and dudes, check this out. And we've got fucking ISLANDS not far from the shore. Like, not fucking in sight, so they're a bit out, just a few miles, but they're there. And get this...
[Oh yeah, you gotta believe that pleasure is ramping up.]
The chain of three of them? They're a fucking vacation spot or something. I found abandoned ruins. They're a lot like the city, all overgrown. There's these little things like a mix between a monkey and a sloth here too. I'm calling them chitterers, because they don't stop making noise, like, EVER. I even found something that almost looks like one of those paddle-swan boats. Except not because I don't think they had swans?
[And at last there's a picture of Tommy, stretched out on a beach with a white and brown, piebald creature hanging off of a nearby tree, clearly the 'chitterer' in question. He's holding a large cup of silvery crystal or plastic, clearly some sort of Agri version of a tropical drink glass like you'd get back on Earth, but with a strangely flared bottom, making it look a bit like an hour glass carved out of ice, and raising it toward the camera. All that's missing is that cheesy 'wish you were here' sorta sentiment on it, written in some horrible cliche font. Give him that, and he's a fucking post card. And, in the background, there's a broken down facade of a very different structure. The resort or vacation structure or something.]
[There's laughter and amusement in Tommy's voice. Something that hadn't been true at all by the end of the time in the tunnels. Look at him, not three hours free and he's already gleeful.]
So I took a nice little run after the tunnel opened and dudes, check this out. And we've got fucking ISLANDS not far from the shore. Like, not fucking in sight, so they're a bit out, just a few miles, but they're there. And get this...
[Oh yeah, you gotta believe that pleasure is ramping up.]
The chain of three of them? They're a fucking vacation spot or something. I found abandoned ruins. They're a lot like the city, all overgrown. There's these little things like a mix between a monkey and a sloth here too. I'm calling them chitterers, because they don't stop making noise, like, EVER. I even found something that almost looks like one of those paddle-swan boats. Except not because I don't think they had swans?
[And at last there's a picture of Tommy, stretched out on a beach with a white and brown, piebald creature hanging off of a nearby tree, clearly the 'chitterer' in question. He's holding a large cup of silvery crystal or plastic, clearly some sort of Agri version of a tropical drink glass like you'd get back on Earth, but with a strangely flared bottom, making it look a bit like an hour glass carved out of ice, and raising it toward the camera. All that's missing is that cheesy 'wish you were here' sorta sentiment on it, written in some horrible cliche font. Give him that, and he's a fucking post card. And, in the background, there's a broken down facade of a very different structure. The resort or vacation structure or something.]

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[This is feeling mixed up enough for Tony to give his focus back to the camera, leaning on one hand with a finger massaging his temple as he tries to unknit it but can't help but feel like Tommy is calling Vision's suicide selfish. Tony was the one that tried to say they weren't dying. Maybe Tony is used to thinking of him as dead.]
You know what, we can talk about your...daddy issue, situation, whatever you're going through, that sounds like you need to work through it, but I gotta say, I really hate it when you talk about 'back home' like you know them-- like, go ahead, I'm a shitty friend and teammate or whatever, maybe I don't know shit, fine, but stop talking to me like you have some authority over what they went through, or Clint, or anyone else you want to--
[He sighs. This is not the time. Tommy's kind of an asshole about everyone, not just a bunch of dead Avengers.]
Sorry. You're helping Eli, that's great, that's important work. Some of us can't feed ourselves.
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Don't call them daddy issues. Vision was never a father to me or Billy, even though Wanda tries to be back home. No, he went and made himself a new family.
[The thing is, he isn't an asshole to everyone. He just... hasn't given Tony a fair shake. At all. Which is rude of him, because he's given versions of LOKI a fair shake. Really, someone's gotta call him on that shit sooner or later.]
Fuck man, I can't feed myself. But I'm going to figure it out. Took the Ag point in the first place to make sure everyone can eat. This is just a step forward. Pretty sure Aunt Wanda and Aunt Sansa will teach me to cook if I ask.
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They were supposed to be out of the bunker and their regularly scheduled painful memory show, this sucks.]
They can cook?
[This somehow seems less likely than Tommy cooking.]
Sansa's a Queen, I don't know if that was part of her lifestyle. Is Wanda like that?
[That is a very weird question, Tony is aware. He hasn't met her yet, he's taking what he can get and slowly dying.]
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[So what if she's a queen? Sometimes you learn how to do things. Sometimes you learn how to do a lot of things you never wanted to learn how to do, no matter what your lifestyle before was. And Sansa, like Wanda, had been with that 'fleet' thing.]
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[Maybe it was and he and Tommy lacked the gene somehow. But Tony is watching Catra drag a whole bed across the dirt right now from his perch above her, and he knows for a fact she doesn't have the gene, either.]
Why would she cook? Why not just magic food?
[There are plenty of reasons, to Tony, that neither of them would ever have to learn at all.]
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[Like everyone who cooks does.]
You... Fuck, Stark. Wanda isn't magic. This one isn't. She got her powers from an infinity stone.
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...what?
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[And the pain in his voice at that is undeniable. A Wanda without her Pietro. Messed up.]
So no magic at all. She's not even a mutant.
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Why does she have an infinity gem?
[And the not magic, not mutant part, those weren't working for him either, but this feels more pressing.]
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[Hell, Vision as he knew his father here had a stone in him, so yeah, fucked up world.]
Her and Pietro both got their abilities from that.
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Is she...okay?
[This is also a weird question, but Tony can't imagine what kind of havoc having the power of a gem could mean if using one was such a disaster. And if Pietro didn't make it...
These weren't even questions for Tommy. Tony dismisses it with a wave before Tommy has to figure out how to answer.]
Never mind. It's...She cooks, you're going to cook together. At the diner? That's where you'll be.
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I'll be around. Right now, I'm on this island. Later, I'll be at the greenhouse. Still later, I'll be at the diner. Thirty hour day and I require three to four hours of sleep. Think about it Tony. No parties, no heroics, just taking care of my little brother like this.
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[Please stop telling him a spa is needed.]