Some lie about the truth
WHO: ajrimmer_ssc and iron_liver
WHERE: Stark Tech
WHEN: Friday Morning
WARNINGS: None!
SUMMARY: Time for some lie detectin'
FORMAT: Whichever Bitsy prefers! Para to start!
Despite the problems that had come with this switch of powers, Tony was finding advantages. Before, he could use the Extremis to detect lies. He could monitor heart rates, track rates of perspiration, anything to figure out how someone was lying. Even if he was on the other end of a monitor, he could watch, respond, detect. It wasn't always accurate, some people were just naturally good at lying, spewing things left and right like a master, but at least for now, he could have something even more accurate.
He had contacted the DMV, informing them that Arnold Rimmer was someone he was interested in having work for him for a bit of time. The administration of the department had resisted, until he had offered to donate money to the department, ensuring that they could improve the building, hire more workers, whatever they chose to do with it.
It worked, and he had even managed to make it to his office before the majority of his employees. He was the hardest working man in StarkTech, despite often not being physically there. Now he had to, and he wondered if people were noticing the difference. Probably not, they probably wondered why he wasn't doing nearly as much.
Go figure.
WHERE: Stark Tech
WHEN: Friday Morning
WARNINGS: None!
SUMMARY: Time for some lie detectin'
FORMAT: Whichever Bitsy prefers! Para to start!
Despite the problems that had come with this switch of powers, Tony was finding advantages. Before, he could use the Extremis to detect lies. He could monitor heart rates, track rates of perspiration, anything to figure out how someone was lying. Even if he was on the other end of a monitor, he could watch, respond, detect. It wasn't always accurate, some people were just naturally good at lying, spewing things left and right like a master, but at least for now, he could have something even more accurate.
He had contacted the DMV, informing them that Arnold Rimmer was someone he was interested in having work for him for a bit of time. The administration of the department had resisted, until he had offered to donate money to the department, ensuring that they could improve the building, hire more workers, whatever they chose to do with it.
It worked, and he had even managed to make it to his office before the majority of his employees. He was the hardest working man in StarkTech, despite often not being physically there. Now he had to, and he wondered if people were noticing the difference. Probably not, they probably wondered why he wasn't doing nearly as much.
Go figure.