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nightlightheart2012-06-26 11:21 pm
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WHO| Tony and Max
WHAT| Acid Rain Sucks
WHEN| When The Rain Falls
WHERE| Uh.... K10
WARNING/NOTES| Death And Sads
It was nice to finally not have the sun blazing down on them. To not feel like he either had to be hiding in the shade or gulping down water. Plus, the cloud cover it made the day so much easier and his task at hand less... full of swearwords. Not that he figured Max minded those much.
Tony stood, hunched over the shell of a ruined car, doing what Tony did best. Tinkering. The engine, terrible as it was, looked like it had some useful things inside and Tony wanted them. With no one else in sight and an the nearest pack of dogs blown to tiny pieces, he felt perhaps the most at ease now that he had since the start of this... thing. Maxy was nearby, probably perched like a cat, or maybe an owl or... something. Because that's what she does. Watching. Ready to jump out and kill anyone dumb enough to get too close to her. For now, that seemed to be anyone other than Tony and Tony was entirely alright with that. Even on planned on rigging her up something to help that along, if he could find all of what he needed.
Due to a lack of tools and the heat, his hands were kind of a mess, Sore and broken and bleeding. But he's had worse, and worked through that so even though he kind of wants to white about it, he doesn't complain. Plus, there's just something comforting about working with his hands, trying to build something, that makes him feel better. Makes him think that if he can find enough pieces, put them together, maybe he can actually win this thing.
WHAT| Acid Rain Sucks
WHEN| When The Rain Falls
WHERE| Uh.... K10
WARNING/NOTES| Death And Sads
It was nice to finally not have the sun blazing down on them. To not feel like he either had to be hiding in the shade or gulping down water. Plus, the cloud cover it made the day so much easier and his task at hand less... full of swearwords. Not that he figured Max minded those much.
Tony stood, hunched over the shell of a ruined car, doing what Tony did best. Tinkering. The engine, terrible as it was, looked like it had some useful things inside and Tony wanted them. With no one else in sight and an the nearest pack of dogs blown to tiny pieces, he felt perhaps the most at ease now that he had since the start of this... thing. Maxy was nearby, probably perched like a cat, or maybe an owl or... something. Because that's what she does. Watching. Ready to jump out and kill anyone dumb enough to get too close to her. For now, that seemed to be anyone other than Tony and Tony was entirely alright with that. Even on planned on rigging her up something to help that along, if he could find all of what he needed.
Due to a lack of tools and the heat, his hands were kind of a mess, Sore and broken and bleeding. But he's had worse, and worked through that so even though he kind of wants to white about it, he doesn't complain. Plus, there's just something comforting about working with his hands, trying to build something, that makes him feel better. Makes him think that if he can find enough pieces, put them together, maybe he can actually win this thing.