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eachdraidh2015-02-02 11:42 am
stickseller) wrote in eachdraidh2015-02-02 11:42 am
first jive ⚛ video ⚛ open to both courts
(For those who are online, if you will, the video feed of both courts will flicker on to the picture of a man who looks surprisingly calm all things considered. His hair is neatly combed back and parted, his clothing well put together, and there’s a borderline arrogant smile that plays at his lips. If it had taken him a half dozen times to get the locket to work correctly for him, it didn’t show on his face, but for him it was practically like magic.
It was technology that was still years away from where he was, he had only recently managed to install a telephone in his car (and promptly sold the idea for a handsome profit), but even it had been quite an ordeal, there were a dozen wires, it needed a long and thick antennae to work, and if you weren’t careful it could drain your battery in a heartbeat if you weren’t careful, but it was technology that he felt had promise. Adding the ability to view the person on the other end of the line was something he hadn’t even thought about trying, let alone making it so small and portable. Sure, he had managed to miniaturise a camera lens for a pen, but that was just for still photos. He was intrigued by it, though, a fascinating idea (one he wished he had been the one to come up with), and he didn’t hide his impression. He didn’t dare attempt to pop it open, however, lest he not be able to put it back together. While the imps had been kind to him thus far, he hadn't argued much when he'd been dragged away, he wasn’t sure how well they’d take to him breaking one of the gifts that he had been given.
For the time being he would leave it as it was, but eventually he might ask if someone knew just how they worked. Just for the sake of curiosity.)
So I take it this place doesn’t take too kindly to technology of any kind, huh? Even one as simple as a battery. (He raises his wrist to show the watch on his arm, it had stopped when he had arrived, and though it was currently useless, he couldn’t take it off. He was too used to wearing it and would feel naked without it.) Is there anywhere around here where they sell watches you wind? Or parts so I can convert this one?
(There’s a pause, he takes his hand down again and shrugs his shoulders lightly.)
Anyway. Good morning. My name is Howard Stark, and back home I was an inventor of sorts, so I’m not entirely sure why they’ve brought me here, unless it’s to update this place somehow. My company’s goal was to build a better and brighter tomorrow, and it looks like this place could use a bit of that. It’ll be like going back in time with what I have to work with, but I’m sure I can manage if that’s what’s wanted.
So, tell me a little bit about yourself, mysterious person on the other side of the magical locket. What makes you special?
Unseelie Locked
Who’s in charge of your weapons division? Back home, right before I was brought here, we had a war that ended, and I worked in weapons on the winning side. I can’t imagine that’s a coincidence.
It was technology that was still years away from where he was, he had only recently managed to install a telephone in his car (and promptly sold the idea for a handsome profit), but even it had been quite an ordeal, there were a dozen wires, it needed a long and thick antennae to work, and if you weren’t careful it could drain your battery in a heartbeat if you weren’t careful, but it was technology that he felt had promise. Adding the ability to view the person on the other end of the line was something he hadn’t even thought about trying, let alone making it so small and portable. Sure, he had managed to miniaturise a camera lens for a pen, but that was just for still photos. He was intrigued by it, though, a fascinating idea (one he wished he had been the one to come up with), and he didn’t hide his impression. He didn’t dare attempt to pop it open, however, lest he not be able to put it back together. While the imps had been kind to him thus far, he hadn't argued much when he'd been dragged away, he wasn’t sure how well they’d take to him breaking one of the gifts that he had been given.
For the time being he would leave it as it was, but eventually he might ask if someone knew just how they worked. Just for the sake of curiosity.)
So I take it this place doesn’t take too kindly to technology of any kind, huh? Even one as simple as a battery. (He raises his wrist to show the watch on his arm, it had stopped when he had arrived, and though it was currently useless, he couldn’t take it off. He was too used to wearing it and would feel naked without it.) Is there anywhere around here where they sell watches you wind? Or parts so I can convert this one?
(There’s a pause, he takes his hand down again and shrugs his shoulders lightly.)
Anyway. Good morning. My name is Howard Stark, and back home I was an inventor of sorts, so I’m not entirely sure why they’ve brought me here, unless it’s to update this place somehow. My company’s goal was to build a better and brighter tomorrow, and it looks like this place could use a bit of that. It’ll be like going back in time with what I have to work with, but I’m sure I can manage if that’s what’s wanted.
So, tell me a little bit about yourself, mysterious person on the other side of the magical locket. What makes you special?
Unseelie Locked
Who’s in charge of your weapons division? Back home, right before I was brought here, we had a war that ended, and I worked in weapons on the winning side. I can’t imagine that’s a coincidence.
VIDEO | UNSEELIE LOCKED
he knows the name. not the man, but the name. this all sounds entirely too familiar, and it suddenly makes him deeply aware of the StarkPhone that sits very heavily (unworking, for the time) in his coat pocket. ]
I hope you're up for a bit of sorcerous-voodoo when it comes to weaponry. [ oh how he remembers Tony's mantras of I HATE MAGIC. ] Between the fairies and the possibility of magics I'd say that any mortal inventor would have his hands full. And on such a short deadline!
Nothing better than pressure to assure a swift victory.
VIDEO | UNSEELIE LOCKED
Shouldn't all victories be swift?
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[ he's leaning forward a bit, looking mildly interested. ] So, what do plan on doing to make it more inventive?
VIDEO | UNSEELIE LOCKED
(Howard is going to shrug his shoulders just a tad.) I haven't quite decided yet. Right now it's the eve of battle, apparently, so there's not a lot of time for grand plans.
VIDEO | UNSEELIE LOCKED
You'd think inventors would be up to the grand plans challenge.
[ he says like they absolutely might be on a game show. ]
I'm sure Tony Stark would already have a few of those up his sleeve. You wouldn't want to fall behind.
[ that's a very knowing look you're getting, Howard. ]
VIDEO | UNSEELIE LOCKED
(Who is the host?
But then. Tony Stark?)
I have no idea who that is, sorry.
VIDEO | UNSEELIE LOCKED
Consider it appropriate suspense.
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(:|)
We'll set a date, hopefully this won't last too long. Here's to a swift victory.
VIDEO | UNSEELIE LOCKED
To a swift victory.