6th Command; Video

[aggravating]

[Given what's happened lately? Tony's looking even more sleep deprived as usual. And more than a little fed up with... well, with just about everything]

Few things, ship.

One: The food here is crap, and I want a cleaning service. Or a car. Or both.

Two: I think I kind of promised someone a particle accelerator. I claim time extension rights considering my first port and a goddamn flood.

Which brings us to three. Sorry kids, bed offers expired.

[Filtered to Maintenance/Repair/Lab Wardens and such]
Pretty sure you guys have been told about me. But I'm kind of a big deal in engineering, robotics, and math.

So here to serve or whatever.

[Private to Charles]
I need you to back me up. I'll trade ignoring your trigger happy friend for it.

Basically, I need spare arc reactors. And I need to build them, and have people not know what the hell they actually are. And since I'm an inmate that's probably gonna require your word that they're not some sort of bomb.

[Private to Steve]
Do I need to tell you to shut up about the arc reactor, or is that kind of a given?

Comments

[breakingmyheart]

What were you using it for that that was an issue? I was always more interested in amplifying the Solokov-Ternov effect, I needed the electron beams for their analytical applications.

[aggravating]

[He's just sort of grinning like a maniac at you, Tosh]

Yeah, see, I kind of needed to make a new element in my living room. Meant stabilizing electron beams and focusing them through a crystal amplifier. But on a small scale, the speed decay needed to not be a problem. Took a few hours to play with counters, but I got it.

[He leans in towards the camera, then]

So what are you doing that involves partying with Solokov-Ternov?

[breakingmyheart]

My job involves - involved - analysis of substances and artefacts that were therefore not encountered by the scientific community. [Aliens, Tosh. Just say aliens.] Why did you need to make a new element? [Her affect is more 'hm that's interesting' than 'dude that's not possible'.]

[aggravating]

[He'd have laughed at the idea of aliens a few weeks ago. But apparently he has an invasion of the bastards to look forward to]

What, like ancient artifacts? Or is it more of an Atlantean thing? [He's actually being serious with the question, despite the... not-so-serious way of asking.]

Had a bit of an issue with heavy metal poisoning with the last one I was using. [Marvelverse science, Tosh. Marvelverse science.]

[breakingmyheart]

[A brief pause. Nobody's going to exactly come after her for breach of contract here.]

Both, potentially. I worked for an agency responsible for monitoring a rift in space-time which would occasionally deposit objects, substances and life forms into our city from anywhere else in the universe, and any point in its history.

My role specifically was interpreting alien languages and analysis, reverse-engineering and application of alien technology.

[aggravating]

[Blah blah space-time blah blah he's getting a packet on that, he thinks, but--

Reverse engineering. Now you're speaking his language]

You can get alien tech to work with what we have here? This century? [He pauses] I mean 2000's, by the way. You look my time, but hey. Space barge.

[Tell him more c: ]

[breakingmyheart]

Yes, I can. In 2008.

Because I'm brilliant.

[Confident Tosh will die the second she gets her memories back, so enjoy it while it lasts :c ]

[aggravating]

We'll see about that.

[He's just kind of grinning, and very much enjoying the inventive confidence. :C he'll be sad once it's gone.]

Haven't met anyone smarter than me, so. Sorry if I'm kind of a skeptic.

[breakingmyheart]

Forgiven. No scientist should be expected to accept anything without objective evidence.

[aggravating]

I have a rule of exception to that, after seeing just how nonsensical the systems are on this thing.

If it makes no sense at all. Or seems to be straight out of some coke addict's fever dreams, it might just be true.

Seriously, have you opened your communicator yet? Paperclips, strings, and something that looks suspiciously like jello, last I looked.

[breakingmyheart]

Bubble wrap and drawing pins. I'm...choosing to believe the finer details of the Barge operates according to rules we aren't privy to.