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[the_mechanic]

[There's a close-up view of a well-manicured goatee, though there's a bit of blood around the lips, and as he adjusts the camera, it's plain to see that the clearly-attractive man has definitely been in a fight recently. Put mildly. And also that he's wearing some kind of metal armor suit thing, with the face-mask open.

He opens his mouth to speak, then closes it again. Twice. This is not a man accustomed to being at a loss for words.]

Please tell me there's someone in this sparkly-rainbow-nightmare than can get a full sentence out, with minimal KUPO, that can tell me what the hell is going on?

...please?

[The camera pans out just enough to show the komory bat perched on the top of the man's head, chittering away happily. Tony swipes at him half-heartedly, as if they've been through this a few times already, and the bat makes no motion to vacate his vantage point.

Tony looks pleadingly into the camera, and with a deep sigh, cuts the feed.]

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[the_mechanic]

[Tony's not concerned about privacy, just yet. Seems he's in the same boat as everyone else, and so far, no one knows who he is. That suits him just fine. Now, as far as her offer... Oh, what the hell, who is he to turn down a princess's offer for help. Gotta get over this twitch by over-exposure.

He inclines his head slightly after learning her title. ]

I'm Tony. If it's not any trouble for you, it would be a big help.

[It had worked when Thor was trying to fry him, might as well give it a go. He has no way of knowing if it'll actually work this time, with Jarvis's presence unsure. But it was better than nothing.]

[raisethemoon]

Very well. Ordinarily I simply visit each of the Freelancers with a cloud when 'tis time to recharge their armor. Tell me when thou findest a place to stay, and I shall add thee to my route.

For the moment - [Her horn starts glowing, and some very ominous-looking stormclouds start swirling into being above Tony.] - art thou ready?

[the_mechanic]

Whoooaaaaaaaa, give me just a sec.

[He sets the communicator down and out of the way, then stretches his arms out. As he does so, the suit seems to peel open, and Tony steps out. The suit re-closes and shuts down completely, the last of the battery reserves finished in that motion.

Tony picks up the communicator and backs away from the suit until he feels he's at a safe distance. This is only mildly terrifying.

He mentally crosses his fingers and might just hold his breath.]

...Okay. Ready.

[raisethemoon]

[She was hardly going to strike him without the go-ahead; Luna watches curiously as he makes his preparations. That suit certainly seems more convenient than the Freelancer armor.]

Just a small charge to begin, then. [The alicorn doesn't move, but a bolt of lightning instantly zaps down from the clouds, channeling into the armor. It's fairly small...for a magically-summoned bolt of lightning.] Though I suspect your armor may require more than that of the Freelancers. Theirs does not come off by its own power.

[the_mechanic]

[Okay. That's definitely convenient.]

Well... let's check where it's at.

[Tony reaches out an arm, and motions with his hand, as if trying to call the suit toward himself. Which is exactly what he was trying to do. It doesn't budge, but he can hear that the machine is beginning to 'wake up'. Until he can get it somewhere safe, he's still not sure of the extent of the damage.]

Hmm. It's a good start. Uh, could you hit it again? And give it just a little more, please.

[raisethemoon]

[Luna nods in assent. Now that she's assured herself she isn't going to fry the armor, the next bolt is considerably larger.]

[the_mechanic]

[Tony grins as the electricity crackles through the suit and as the steam rises, the eyes light up, as does the chest piece.]

Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.

Princess, I am in your debt.

[raisethemoon]

'Tis no trouble. A few lightning bolts, for one such as myself, is foal's play. [Nope not preening at all.]

[the_mechanic]

[Oh yeah, still grinning. Time to get back in the suit and see what the damage really is.]

Well, color me impressed, anyway.

It's been a pleasure, Princess. I'll be in touch; and seriously, if you find there's something I can do to repay you, just say the word.

[She basically just raised his baby from the dead, he's legitimately thankful, and serious about owing her.]

[raisethemoon]

Very well. I shall speak with thee later, Tony. Incidentally, if thou wishest to tend to thy injuries, thou canst doubtless get a room in the hotel. 'Tis never fully occupied, it seems. [No matter how many newcomers stay there. It's mildly baffling, but she hasn't deemed it worth concern.]