With the others on the team moving in other ways, preparing for infiltration or defense, Reeve's at Tony's side. Not for the first time he wises desperately for a curative materia. And instead he just reaches up with his coat between the pushes of Tony's fingers to wipe the screen as clean as he can without affecting Tony's work.
"The map you got us yesterday. I remember there being small tunnels noted on them, riddled about the ship. I was thinking they're likely access tunnels, the same sorts of things we had the Midgar Plates riddled with. Major systems would go through there, you could shut down or reroute systems that way to help control damage. Tony... there is one I can access from here. Can you use the maps to guide me to the nearest junction? It will have more command system controls."
He might be able to stop the O2 venting. They need to be able to breathe.
"I can leave Mini here, to act as a relay. I'll push through the pain if I get too far."
As soon as Reeve mentioned the map, Tony was searching the systems for it, nodding his thanks for Reeve's wordless mopping up after him and bringing one hand up to press his knuckles against his lip to minimize any further damage as the interior of the ship lept into illumination in front of them. The projection was easier to manipulate, but still Tony lagged as he tried to grab and trash all of the useless information right now of the normal walkways to focus on these access tunnels, warping the map instead then flicking it back into place in frustration, spinning it and pinching to zoom onto their location instead. Distantly aware of the highlighted dots moving through the walkways breaking apart into smaller groups and trying not to snarl at this, he pointed to the vent Reeve must have meant to trace his finger through its path, sure, easy job.
He had to drop his hand from his face from there to correct, "No, you won't," flatly, finger still on his path but staring intently at Reeve. "If you pass out in there, we're dead in the water," he pointed out. Pure pragmatism, Reeve couldn't argue with that.
"Yes, I will," Reeve counters, voice firm. Authoritative. This wasn't Reeve Tuesti, friend to Tony Stark. This was Reeve Tuesti, corporate executive and power player on the world stage. This was a man who knew how to take command.
"If something interrupts my path I need you able to direct me out of the tubes and into them again past the blockage. As fast as possible. Or we all die."
That display of authority only made Tony bristle, teeth on edge and eyes narrowing coldly, but Reeve hadn't even presented him with a difficult puzzle to let Reeve keep on thinking he was in control here; Tony was the one with the map. He gave a wry smile that didn't reach his eyes with a sharp nod, his only further argument a muttered, "You sure you don't want a safe word?"
He tilted his head, licking his coppery lips again leaving the map shimmering above the console as he searched the glitching screens for the load failures he had skimmed earlier. "There's a power drain going to the Green Room and Hero Control, if you can tourniquet them we can start to stabilize," he pointed out. Those dots indicating movement throughout the ship on the map caught his eye again, flickering and jumping erratically, flinging out too far from where they had started and making Tony narrow his eyes. He could still track this path for Reeve, probably, no need to worry him, but Tony did add, "If you run into anything, you're back here. You're not out there to engage."
"I don't want to engage. I can't fight," Reeve says, because he knows. "And is there any guarantee that you can get me there without moving out of Mini's range?"
Tony, he just needs to do SOMETHING and the systems here aren't enough for him to fix what he needs to. And if if that works... he's going. Wherever he needs to go.
"Please," Tony dismissed, rolling his eyes and waving a hand as though Reeve had just asked him to count on his fingers. This wasn't any more difficult than a children's maze, they just had a third dimension. "What are you still doing here?" he asked instead. "Where's Mini...?" He turned in time to see the doll whacking his stick against the door, then spun at the sound of the engines powering up behind them. The dots on the map flickered and jumped around again. This was okay, Tony could handle this. "See if there's anything you can do about fucking comms," he growled as a final instruction for Reeve before stalking toward Mini, waving Reeve off again.
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"The map you got us yesterday. I remember there being small tunnels noted on them, riddled about the ship. I was thinking they're likely access tunnels, the same sorts of things we had the Midgar Plates riddled with. Major systems would go through there, you could shut down or reroute systems that way to help control damage. Tony... there is one I can access from here. Can you use the maps to guide me to the nearest junction? It will have more command system controls."
He might be able to stop the O2 venting. They need to be able to breathe.
"I can leave Mini here, to act as a relay. I'll push through the pain if I get too far."
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He had to drop his hand from his face from there to correct, "No, you won't," flatly, finger still on his path but staring intently at Reeve. "If you pass out in there, we're dead in the water," he pointed out. Pure pragmatism, Reeve couldn't argue with that.
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"If something interrupts my path I need you able to direct me out of the tubes and into them again past the blockage. As fast as possible. Or we all die."
This part? Not a democracy.
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He tilted his head, licking his coppery lips again leaving the map shimmering above the console as he searched the glitching screens for the load failures he had skimmed earlier. "There's a power drain going to the Green Room and Hero Control, if you can tourniquet them we can start to stabilize," he pointed out. Those dots indicating movement throughout the ship on the map caught his eye again, flickering and jumping erratically, flinging out too far from where they had started and making Tony narrow his eyes. He could still track this path for Reeve, probably, no need to worry him, but Tony did add, "If you run into anything, you're back here. You're not out there to engage."
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Tony, he just needs to do SOMETHING and the systems here aren't enough for him to fix what he needs to. And if if that works... he's going. Wherever he needs to go.
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"I'll do my best," Reeve promises, heading off toward the tunnels. Better to just start on this. He's going to have to fix a few things.
With that he moves to grab a few tools, stuffing them into his pockets before heading for the tunnels.
"Survive, Tony. Or I'm going to be cross!"