Hannibal's house that Jono seems to have laid claim to, Wednesday evening

[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal spent some time in the cellar choosing just the right wine for the evening, then wandered out into the media room on his way upstairs. Jono was sitting in the middle of the floor, bits and pieces of electronics scattered around him, contrasted with a neat line of tools.

He stood and watched, knowing Jono would catch his presence and curiosity, and willing to wait in case it was delicate.


[OOC: For the one mentioned! Also open for calls or texts or whatnot.]

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[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal shrugged and took the collar off, handing it back. "As much variation as you can give it without adding bulk," he suggested. "With this island, there's no predicting what form you might be in while needing it. Although should you try using it as a snake, I would appreciate a warning first."

[furnaceface]

Oh, but imagine a tiny snake in a giant hard-light mecha construct.

IT WOULD BE SO PRECIOUS.

//I'll work on my serpentine sign language,// Jono replied, tone a little wry as he took the piece, and then reached for a grease pencil to start leaving a few guide points on the collar. //Wouldn't want to surprise you with a flying viper in the middle of a crisis.//

[sharp_as_knives]

"If you're mentally coherent enough to use it, you can manage a figurative tap on the shoulder," Hannibal pointed out.

[furnaceface]

//But where's the fun in that when I can just snake-o-copter my way by like that one in that Disney take on Robin Hood?//

Because, yeah, Hannibal would totally get that reference.

//Actually, that sounds like fun...//

[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal did not get that reference though Sir Hiss was the awesomest.

"Snake-o-copter?"

[furnaceface]

//Balloon over his head, using the end of his tail as a propeller,// Jono explained, mostly distracted as he charted out the changes he was going to need to make to his collar. With a bit of a squint, he glanced up again. //I wonder how much I can fit in there while still leaving room for my power to pass by if need be.//

[sharp_as_knives]

"I'm not sure if I'm more bemused by a snake being a helicopter or by the idea of balloons in Robin Hood." Hannibal gestured at the collar. "You mean when you're whole or have this working off telepathy, to allow you to use both it and your natural abilities?"

[furnaceface]

//It's a cartoon,// Jono pointed out. //Robin Hood's a fox, Little John's a bear. I think the Sheriff of Nottingham is a wolf, but he looks more like Little John with a tail, to me...//

Thanks for that, Jono.

//But either way... yes. Even if I'm healed more, I'll need to... er... vent, at any rate. I'm not certain if I should make a point to leave most of the hardware out of the chest now, so that I can alter it later, or just cross that bridge when I get to it.//

[sharp_as_knives]

"I had hoped it wasn't live-action," Hannibal said, amused. Because that poor snake. "How much more or less functional would altering it now make it, and how difficult would the changes be later on?" It was less of a question and more of a suggestion of considerations.

[furnaceface]

//Good question,// Jono admitted. //Depends on what sort of changes I'll need to make to get it to work with my powers in the first place, I suppose.//

He drummed his fingers on the chestplate, and then shrugged his shoulders.

//Maybe I'll keep changes small now, until I know the scope of the work I'll need to do down the road.//

[sharp_as_knives]

"Sensible." Hannibal patted Jono's shoulder and picked his wine back up. "And I'll go finish dinner."