Waaaaay ahead of you on that one. And speaking of things I don't trust.
[ Tony lifts the wrist the MID is attached to, waving it around in clear offense. ]
Have you managed to get this thing off? Because they're saying it doesn't come off, and I'm saying I don't want a biometrics-reading information nexus stuck to me that isn't my own.
[ He figures if there's anyone on board who would've lost the tail by now, it's her. And if she hasn't, then it probably is impossible.
Not that he's not still gonna try to science the thing into many, many pieces. ]
I haven't managed to lose it yet. Short of severing your hand, I'm not entirely sure that it's possible, but I'm still trying to figure that out.
[ Severing her hand doesn't seem like the best option right now, but she's keeping a close watch on what the MIDs do and how they might affect the wearer. ]
If we find someone who can regrow their hand, I'll let you know how that goes.
[ He sounds exactly as thrilled as she might expect, and maybe like he's vaguely considering the likelihood of space-age limb-regeneration tech. He switches gears before he can get too deep into that train of thought. ]
Natalie Rushman. I've told people that I'm a government agent with combat training. They have me teaching hand-to-hand combat.
[ She smirks. ]
It didn't seem prudent to admit who I was, especially not after I was recognized and yelled at by a young woman from New York. You might want to look out for that, by the way.
But thanks for the heads up. This will probably shock you - it's very hard to believe, I know - but I've spent a lot of my life getting yelled at by random people who recognize me.
nat
Waaaaay ahead of you on that one. And speaking of things I don't trust.
[ Tony lifts the wrist the MID is attached to, waving it around in clear offense. ]
Have you managed to get this thing off? Because they're saying it doesn't come off, and I'm saying I don't want a biometrics-reading information nexus stuck to me that isn't my own.
[ He figures if there's anyone on board who would've lost the tail by now, it's her. And if she hasn't, then it probably is impossible.
Not that he's not still gonna try to science the thing into many, many pieces. ]
no subject
[ Severing her hand doesn't seem like the best option right now, but she's keeping a close watch on what the MIDs do and how they might affect the wearer. ]
If we find someone who can regrow their hand, I'll let you know how that goes.
no subject
[ He sounds exactly as thrilled as she might expect, and maybe like he's vaguely considering the likelihood of space-age limb-regeneration tech. He switches gears before he can get too deep into that train of thought. ]
So... who are you here? Out of curiosity.
[ He's willing to play along. ]
no subject
[ She smirks. ]
It didn't seem prudent to admit who I was, especially not after I was recognized and yelled at by a young woman from New York. You might want to look out for that, by the way.
no subject
[ He says, very dryly. ]
But thanks for the heads up. This will probably shock you - it's very hard to believe, I know - but I've spent a lot of my life getting yelled at by random people who recognize me.
no subject
[ She pats him on the shoulder and moves to stand, indicating the large cylinder he'd been carrying. ]
It looks like you've got this.
no subject
That works for some of us more than others. Besides, how could I deprive the world of this one?
[ He leans back as she gets up, crossing his arms. ]
Don't suppose you can point me in the direction of the elevators?