The Gig [Finished]

[accalia]

That got Tony's attention. He spins around, dropping into a fighter's crouch. his feet shifting oddly on his discarded clothing, including a obviously used bandage...

"Who are you, and how long have you been here?!" Tony shouts, his voice strangely accented... almost furred, from sleep maybe? Also that's an interesting choice of words, not "how did you get in here," but "how long..." curious.

[yamikuronue]

Vic snorts. "Since yesterday, remember?" His heart races -- for the first time in at least 12 hours he's aware of how big Tony is compared to his own, small body. How if it came to fisticuffs, Vic had no chance. How if the trousers came off...

He tries to project confidence, but there's a bit of a nervous energy running through him, easy to pick up on.

[accalia]

Tony thinks for a long moment before blinking and standing straight again "Right. And no I won't get infected from a little paint." Seems he had completely forgotten about Vic, or hadn't woken up enough to remember anyway. Guess it's a good thing Vic hadn't peeked. Anyway Tony goes back to carefully wrapping his chest with the.... painted?... bandage.

[yamikuronue]

Vic scowls. "You're weird." he says, with the accusatory tone that only the young can manage.

[accalia]

"Ain't the first time someone's said." Tony admits. "'s easier to explain the 'bloody' bandages away than the scars is all, if someone happens to see them."

Yeah, Tony's not being completely truthful there, but he also clearly wants a new topic to talk about. Oh, there's one.

"Got a set of clothes for working out in? Gonna hit the gym after breakfast. Got to stay in shape, and it's six more hours till it's time to head out to sea for lobster."

[yamikuronue]

"I didn't exactly pack a suitcase," Vic points out. Maybe they can stop at home after all!

[accalia]

"Hmph. True. Hmm.... you're about his size... you could see if there's something appropriate in the closets upstairs. It's probably a bit dusty but would work i guess... You want the pink bedroom. Or if you want to stop somewhere to grab your own stuff?"

Tony does seem to have taken this in stride really, though there was a fair bit of venom in his voice when he mentioned the color of the bedroom, though that's probably just an artifact of his general dislike of the house in general. Still, "his size" and "pink bedroom" does seem an odd combination.

[yamikuronue]

"Pink?" asks Vic, cagily, as if he said 'the room full of snakes'.

[accalia]

"If you want clothes that are your size, yeah. That was his room, Father refused to redecorate it is all." Tony says, again there's something more to the story there, but at least what tony says seems to be the truth... he's just not telling the entire story, and clearly doesn't really want to. "Or I can stop anywhere you want on the way for you to pick up what you need."

[yamikuronue]

Vic hesitates. "Yeah. Let's go by my place."

[accalia]

"That works too." Tony agrees before walking into the living room once more and grabbing his shirt and coat, almost walking into Vic in the process, and he doesn't seem to notice.

"let's get going then. I could eat a whole cow, but i'm going to have to settle for just a burger."

[yamikuronue]

"Burgers are good," agrees Vic, trotting after Tony. "Food first?"

[accalia]

"No. Coffee first, then food." Tony has his priorities in the "morning"

[yamikuronue]

Vic rolls his eyes. "Coffee, then food, then my place." he agrees.

[accalia]

The coffee is quickly made and the burgers acquired easily enough, even if they are fast food burgers. As Tony eats his parked in the lot of the burger barn he manages to ask between hurried mouthfuls of food "So, where to?"