Stark Industries | Tuesday

[okey_dokey]

So, first order of business: Lucy got herself a cappuccino, thank you Ignis, from the kiosk in the lobby, and made sure to leave a little extra for the little guy working the booth. (These things were, respectively, called a tip -- which she had heard of before -- and a gremlin, which she had decidedly not heard of before.)

Armed with coffee, she set to work familiarizing herself with the available tools they had, and what was already in stock as far as parts and repairs-to-be.

Stark Industries was open!

[though with a lil bit of afternoon SP!]

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[imafuturist]

Well, there was another gift basket with a phone and just as many coffee gift cards as yesterday. Because he'd already ordered them and any input from Steve would be too late to fix it.

So, enjoy that, Lucy.

"Well, it looks like you're adapting well," Tony said, setting the basket down for her. With no caviar to be found.

Unless she asked maybe.

[okey_dokey]

She hadn't acquired that much of a taste for it in Vault 4, honestly.

"That's good to hear," Lucy noted, just going ahead and thriving on the praise, thank you. "What's all this?"

Ooooh, there was one of those smaller phone things people used here, maybe instead of Pip-Boys. Did you all not want a bulky computer strapped to your arms? Weird!

[imafuturist]

Look, if it was the size of a Apple Watch, maybe.

"It's a kind of welcome aboard," Tony replied. A welcome aboard either coffee.

[okey_dokey]

"You didn't have to do that!" Lucy insisted, already getting into the basket in spite of her protests. "I'm already getting paid, aren't I? That's enough."

Though that being said, these little cards looked like they'd cover her new, quickly-forming fancy coffee habit, which was probably good considering she had to actually pay for, you know, a place to live, now.

[imafuturist]

"Just consider it a perk of the job." And not a bribe. It definitely wasn't a bribe. "Especially for for people new to the island."

It helped that Tony did not know how to express comradery without shoving gifts at people.

[okey_dokey]

Oh no, what a hard thing to have to get used to as a recipient of these gifts!

"Well, thank you," Lucy told him, grinning. "This has all been a really nice welcome, between -- this," she jostled the basket a little, "and how friendly everyone's been, and there was that picnic....."

Like, kind of a change from the wasteland. Just kinda. And even kind of a change from a vault, too!

[imafuturist]

"It help balances out when things get weird," Tony replied. "Did anyone give you a heads up there?"

[okey_dokey]

"I heard about things coming to life after people painted or cooked them?" Lucy supplied, looking a little puzzled because that still didn't make much sense to her as an explanation. "But I also was told kind of vaguely about how bad things happen here, sometimes."

She had seen her fair share of bad things, and if it was just gingerbread men coming to life or whatever, then fine.

[imafuturist]

"That's mostly because it tends to be all new forms of weird," Tony replied. "Almost like it's keeping us on our toes."

[okey_dokey]

"...fun!" Lucy decided after a moment's pause.

So she'd just be braced. Like, in general.

[imafuturist]

Tony snorted at that. "You're going to fit right in."