open and closed.

[propulsion]

WHO: Marcus Rowntree, Valerius Hildebrand, Tony Stark, Loxley
WHAT: Some open starters, some closed starters. Hit me up in DMs or plurk if you want to do something!
WHEN: Cloudreach
WHERE: Location
NOTES: TBA

Comments

office hours.

[heorte]

There is a chair that has migrated around the room, largely charged with holding papers, books, spare parts, and only rarely a person.

Presently, Ellis has cleared the detritus from the seat, dragged it across the room from the door and set himself into it. He's attempted to choose a point well out of the way, but near enough at hand to observe over the pages of the book balanced against one knee. Tony's working, and Ellis is content to simply be present. He's not as adept a sounding board as Wysteria or Fitz might have been, but he's at least honed instincts to a point where he can divert a line of thought before it gets away from them both.

"You're getting close to knocking over your coffee," Ellis says eventually, glancing up at the increasingly frenetic rustling of papers.

[propulsion]

Tony casts a restless glance towards said cup to see that, yes, it's quite near the lip of the table, and yes, he could conceivably thwap it the rest of the way over with a misplaced shuffle of his pages. He reaches out, catching his fingers at the edge, and seems like he might be flicking it off on purpose.

But he sneaks his little finger through the handle, snagging it up into his palm as it tips with a, "Oh, the humanity," where he holds it safely, bringing it up to sip. Ostensibly, not too much left. "Good looking out. Need a refill, though. Any left in the jug?"

[heorte]

"Aye, but I can't say whether or not it's warm."

Information offered without even a glance to the jug. Business as usual.

When Ellis does look up properly from the book, he's still deciding between a handful of questions: What are you working on? set against Are you going to be working on this past midnight? His eyebrows raise anyway, attention moving between the chaos of paper on the table and Tony himself, as if assessing how the situation has progressed since he last looked up.