"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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"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!"