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[propulsion]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Tony Stark
RECIPIENT: All
NOTES: Corresponding OOC post.

Hey,

[ —literally days after that one particular network post, Tony's voice snaps dad-like across the network. ]

Everyone calm down, or I'm cancelling Satinalia. Which would be a travesty, 'cause guess what, it's come early.

I need some items field tested. I'm putting up a piece of paper outside of the dining hall and I swear to god if there's not at least one dick on it when I take it back by the end of the week I'm going to freak out.

Long story short, I need at least one of each of the following:

A person who wears plate armor, or some armor. A person who uses a shield. A person who is real good with heights—actually, maybe a couple people, in case one of you doesn't make it. Someone who's only pretty good with heights and likes to climb things. And some generally combat-ready folks who can test out a few other bits and pieces for me.

Last item is I call dibs on a top bunk in wizard prison.

Bye.

Comments

[helpinghidinghaunting]

I....

[Oh, he sounds so confused.]

...Climbing...?

[propulsion]

Are you asking me?

[helpinghidinghaunting]

...No?

[propulsion]

O-kay, climbing it is, or whatever's left over. Thanks sport.

—sport's a nickname. Before you ask.

[helpinghidinghaunting]

...I am glad to help.

[He will not ask what a nickname is.]