open + closed.

[propulsion]

WHO: Tony Stark, Loxley, Marcus Rowntree, Florent Vascarelle
WHAT: Various activities!
WHEN: Throughout Guardian and Drakonis
WHERE: All around. Training spaces, griffon eyrie, late night kitchen, Kirkwall streets, and so on.
NOTES: Open prompts for all four in comment headers below, also a place for me to just stash some closed stuff. If you want to RP with me any which way, hit me up here or in plork.

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[notathreat]

Ellie sliiides in the door, poking her head around it first to check out Fred, and oh shit, it's a golem. With dinosaur feet.

"Oh, fucking rad," she mutters under her breath, momentarily forgetting why she's here at all while she sidles fully into the room, looking him up and down before she shakes her head with an amazed huff of laughter, turning back to Tony.

"It's not like, in an official capacity or anything," she starts with. "But I was wondering if you'd... lend me a set of your climbing gear for a couple of days?"

[propulsion]

Fred makes no reply for Ellie's appreciation, but Tony spares a quick half-smile, more to himself, as he sets aside work for the minute and a half he's promised. Leaning back into high-backed chair and reaching for the earthenware mug he normally has nearby, he enacts the ritual of seeing whether its contents are still warm or even drinkable.

"Extracurricular breaking and entering or something else?" he asks, eyebrows hiking up. More impressed that someone has the time for extracurricular anything. Or rather, is making the time. He certainly would carve out a couple days, with the right incentive.

[notathreat]

Ellie finishes crossing the room, examining the golem as she does, and drops the generic papers on his desk. The question has her rocking back on one foot, reaching up to rub at the side of her nose, not quite sheepish but definitely not sure how to explain.

"Extracurricular... something else," she admits with a shrug. "Just. You know. Going rock climbing."

Ellie pauses again, because Tony has a very specific way of lifting his eyebrows, and also she's also low-key dying to tell somebody. Ellie drops her arms, lifts her hands, lets them fall down again to slap against her thighs. You got her, Stark.

"I'm trying to impress a girl."