Mark I || Action

[the_futurist]

[Well, if this isn't the cherry to top off this shit-sundae, Tony doesn't know what is. He's a veritable orphan and yet the prodigal son, is thisclose to a double PhD which he could use to finally escape his name and make a better one, when lo and behold... he's sentenced to indefinite probation at a summer camp. In December. Because of his father. Sperm donor. Whatever.

Merry freaking Christmas.

He elected to postpone any kind of tour and all too soon, and still completely unprepared, found himself at his cabin. With his... siblings. And he can still barely suppress the painful feeling that punched him in the gut the moment he arrived.

This feels like home.

Instead of just embracing the feeling, of course, he's fighting it and off on his own, brooding. As has become habit the past few days. He has some graph paper and a pen and is pretty consistently either sketching or staring off into space.]


{Tony can be found in the Hephaestus cabin, around the cabin, and possibly down by the lake. Wherever it would make sense to sulk for a bit while he sorts out his brain-space and stifles down the unsettling feelings of both belonging and repulsion. Not to mention ignoring exactly what day it is.}

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[the_futurist]

[Damn right he is! And he'll be so humble about it, too. Seriously, though. World Domination. This cabin.]

And I fully intend to enjoy those perks someday... [he laughs]

Alright, you have approximately 12.3 seconds to get me out of here willingly before I will never emerge again...

[polishfan]

[It will be an amazing day when that , now won't it? Feuilly would like Poland if that's at all possible. Because Poland is amazing.]

Together...an unholy alliance of rulers. Unstoppable, I think.

Well, my other home here HAS been Arts and Crafts if you don't mind braving glitter.

[the_futurist]

[Tony grins and punches Feuilly in the arm; he approves of this plan, who needs words?]

Yeah, actually, bring it on. I need to borrow a Bedazzler.

[Said as if he's actually completely serious.]

[polishfan]

Yeah?

[There's an eyebrow quirk, but hey, one never knows.]

Pretty sure those actually EXIST.

[the_futurist]

I'm painfully aware. However, they have passed into legend, in their own way, so I figured there'd be one or two in this place.

[He just shrugs, but he's grinning.]

Your 12 seconds are up, let's get moving.

[polishfan]

They DO seem like more of an urban legend at times. Lo, Children, remember the nineties. Lest we forget.

A lot of good denim died in that war.

[He's grinning as he starts for the doors again.]

Right though. Let's see what's next.

[the_futurist]

[Tony just laughs. If Feuilly can keep up that level of sarcasm he will have no trouble keeping up with Tony.]

Alas, poor Levis. I knew them well.

[He follows after Feuilly with a one last wistful look to the forge. Once they're out of the cabin, he takes a sweeping look around.]

So, I'm getting the distinct impression this place is pretty much the Island of Misfit Toys. [With a side of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters...]

[polishfan]

[No worries there. He's not as prone to it as others, maybe, but he has no problem applying it when the need comes up. Right now, he's giving Tony an appreciative smirk as they make their way back out.]

I'd say that's pretty much on par from what I've managed to work out. Normal children are afraid of us and all.

[the_futurist]

[Tony laughs. He never had a lot of interaction with "normal children"... just enough to let him know with complete certainty that normalcy was something he'd never achieve.]

Smarter than they look, then.

[His usual smirk firmly in place, he'll follow wherever Feuilly leads, still taking in his surroundings, though. Sure he's been there a few days, but he really hasn't taken the opportunity to, well, take it all in.]

[polishfan]

[Yeah, Feuilly's spent most of his life among mostly magicians. He's aware OF the outside world and has been out in it, and everything , but...some part of him feels kind of like, well, like he's among muggles to borrow a reference, so...]

Yeah, actually. Hard to believe, huh?

[So he's leading Tony vaguely in a circular direction around the camp, planning to have them eventually wind up back at the cabin.]