Anthony Quinn (tonyquinn) wrote in commandhq, @ 2018-01-21 18:41:00 |
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Entry tags: | mason matthews, ~anthony quinn |
Who: Tony & Emerson
When: Breakfast January 22nd
Where: Cafeteria
What: Double trouble find each other
Rating: Language?
Tony had spent most of the past week keeping to himself. He didn't know anyone in the facility and he felt like if he let himself get too close to anyone, he might breathe those gold clouds and do something terrible to them. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner, he chose to sit as far away from people as possible. Maybe if he stayed away from people, he couldn't harm them. He wasn't thrilled to live life that way but he wasn't about to go involuntarily digging around in other peoples' heads or erasing memories or doing what ever else his powers made him capable of doing that he had yet to discover.
The eggs were passable and didn't look like they'd bounce off the ground, and the bacon actually had a little bit of a crispy crunch to it. His appetite was the problem though. There was nothing like trying to come to terms with what had happened to that friend of his or those officers. Maybe they were actually alright. Maybe they were off living their lives and he hadn't done anything wrong to them. That seemed possible, but he had no way of figuring out that he knew of and it was making him an anxious mess. Eventually, after pushing the eggs around with his fork enough, Tony just sighed and pushed the whole plate of food away from himself and looked up.
Maybe the people here weren't so bad. Maybe someone could actually help him like he was told in the orientation. But how was he supposed to go around asking, 'Hi are you immune to this gold smoke stuff? Do you know how to work it, cause I sure as hell don't!' His thoughts were a thick enough cloud, never mind the tangible cloud he could make. Tony took a deep breath and just forced himself to look out one of the windows and focus on something other than what was going on.