( Tony, meanwhile, disagrees that the elves are just creepy. Well...they totally are creepy as Hell, but past the blank eyes, the molded, rictus grins and spritely costumes, they've got some potentially valuable innards- gears and servos and all kinds of parts to strip down and put to better use elsewhere. No one's gonna miss a troupe of dumb, dopey elves in the wasteland.
A little lost in the potential, considering all the applications they could do if they stripped the little bastards down, he loses track of what Robin's up to at first, until her yelp draws his attention. )
Hey! ( she topples, he sighs through his nose, and turns away from happy lil' Patches the Elf on-a-shelf to shine his scavenged flashlight on her. Before Patches can lurch forward and take his sleeve, Tony's already moving to Robin, reaching for the little bastard elf with all the air of a beleaguered dad. )
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A little lost in the potential, considering all the applications they could do if they stripped the little bastards down, he loses track of what Robin's up to at first, until her yelp draws his attention. )
Hey! ( she topples, he sighs through his nose, and turns away from happy lil' Patches the Elf on-a-shelf to shine his scavenged flashlight on her. Before Patches can lurch forward and take his sleeve, Tony's already moving to Robin, reaching for the little bastard elf with all the air of a beleaguered dad. )
Hey, Scoops, quit playing around.