Riri Williams (ririwilliams) wrote in incompletedata, @ 2018-07-04 19:35:00 |
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“My suit.” Riri said with a shrug, looking at the transparent, blueish hologram of Tony Stark standing in front of her. “If we’re going to lose half of our fuel to gain something, then the best idea would be to gain something we can use to fuel this ship. The reactor in my suit can do that. I mean, I think, anyway. And -- and it would give you a body, kinda.” One of Tony’s suits would have been a better home to his AI, but most of Tony’s suits were designed to run of the RT node in his chest, they didn’t come with their own reactor, like Riri had to design to herself. The reactors she built weren’t as powerful as some of the upgrades that Stark had given himself. His work had been had been perfected over years of trial and error. But no one had ever been able to copy Stark’s work and reverse engineer his designs with quite the skill and precision that Williams had managed. It was part of why she’d caught Stark’s attention in the first place. She was new to the Wittgenstein. To the ways these scenarios worked and what could be learned or exploited to their advantage from each of them. But from what Tony had told her already, it seemed better to play along than to be defiant. Without that advice, she wouldn’t have even entertained the idea of making this kind of a trade, but apparently he’d been here for almost a year, and that kind of experience was reason enough for her to trust him. It was had for her not to wonder if Tony’s coma back home, and Bucky, Steve and Kobik’s restart of the universe had something to do with why no one noticed that so many of the people from where she was from were now stuck in this experimental pocket dimension, or whatever it was that they were now. She didn’t know how much Stark was aware of what had gone down back home, and she wasn’t sure it was her place to tell him, especially when his being here meant that there was so little he could do about it. So far, Riri had gotten no real sense of what her place in all of this was meant to be. She hadn’t had much of a chance to explore her job before being swept up to space, and everything about this place seemed designed to throw her off balance. (And she didn’t even mean because it wa zero gravity). With such little to go on beyond Tony’s advice, she decided to do as he said, and offer up the ship’s fuel for her Ironheart suit, hoping that she and Tony could find some way to rig her reactor up as a renewable energy source. |