Voice | Fiddlesticks Day 4

[loveandduty]

[Minako was at least settled since she first arrived with it having been Day 4 now. Because of that she already had things on her mind and that was things others probably were not expecting someone to want to talk about.]

So... it's not been long since I first arrived on the train and I have met many people and it made me realize there are many good looking people on the train.

So I am now going to ask. Who do you think is the cutest man or woman, boy or girl on the train and who do you think is the hottest? Like you would have a massive crush on them hot.

Comments

[runs_on_batteries]

Uh, he was walking corpse. Granted, he had a personality, so he's not from one of those B rated zombie flicks, but still. Although he may have been what happens after you've killed the zombie and he no longer has a head.

Did he tell you I was teaching him sign language? His ability to learn profanity was amazing.

[afterburner]

Yeah, I know, but we all have our setbacks, don't we? [She was a jackass, so was Tony. So was Prisoner, for that matter...Tony's next comment has her barking laughter.]

I was teaching him, too. And yeah, I think he picked up on cuss words the fastest...

[runs_on_batteries]

At least I can put away the can of lysol.

So besides all that, what's this I hear about you and Cal?

[afterburner]

Uhhh....Ilikehimokay? [Didn't she just admit to that so that the whole damn train heard? What else was there to hear?]

Lysol? Seriously? Jeez, it's not like he actually stank, your nose was lying to you, Stark! I oughtta know, I hung out with Prisoner enough...

[runs_on_batteries]

[You think he was listening to all of the chatter that goes on over the ICP? No. Peter gives him enough of a headache with the conversations just for him.]

You've got good taste. Cal's a good guy.

[He gave her a skeptical look.]

He smelled like rotting flesh. He was a corpse. It was disgusting.

[afterburner]

You have heard the anecdote that women have a better sense of smell than men do, right, Tony?

I think you psyched yourself into smelling what wasn't there, man. 'Cuz you know I don't cut anyone slack, no matter if I like them or not.

[which 100% means if Prisoner stank for real, she'd have been the first in line to drop pine tree shaped air fresheners on his dead ass...]

[runs_on_batteries]

Have you ever noticed women want to be viewed as equal to a man until it's in their favor?

[It's entirely possible he just smelled Prisoner at first and ever since couldn't stop remembering that smell every time their paths crossed. Well done, Renee, you are correct! Just don't expect Tony to admit it.]

[afterburner]

Glass ceiling hasn't shattered yet, Tony Baloney. Ask me again when it has.

[Don't add the mutant equation in there, either, that just makes it worse. But she probably won't rub it in. Probably. Being right doesn't happen that often in the Reneeverse, so she'll let it be.]

[runs_on_batteries]

My wife was a CEO of a very large, powerful company. Are you sure it hasn't?

[Don't ask how she got the job though.]

[afterburner]

[She doesn't have to ask.] Nepotism? Sounds fake to me. What's next, putting Pete in charge of one of your scientific think tanks?

[There's no actual malice there, just kind of a 'duh' response. Besides, for that bit of snark, Renee 100% thinks Pete would be good at that sort of thing--with a few more years' worth of growing up.]

[runs_on_batteries]

Rude.

[And stop being right, dammit!]

... no. Just.. all my defense systems? In my defense, I didn't know I was going to die so soon!

[Renee didn't need to worry. This was exactly the kind of play fight Tony loved. It was one reason she was one of his favorites.]