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Who: Tony Stark [

privatizes and YOU.
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: S.S. Pathstone.
When: Now!

[ tony has been awake for the past week, but has been keeping to himself on the pathstone. it's the sudden rush of memories that causes him to kind of keep to himself, because he needs to figure out what, exactly, he's going to do.

he has zero interest in communicating with the avengers, and he has a sudden instinctive well, fuck them anyway churning around in his stomach at the notion that they all knew (again) and they didn't tell him. but after shoving that aside and focusing on the realities of the situation (they're trapped here and they need to do something about it), tony decides to. well. do something about it.

first, a general message. open. to the public. ]

I'm alive. I'm not in a good mood. I don't want to talk about it. Etc.

What'd I miss.

[ then filtered/private to natasha and the vision ]

What's the last thing you two remember from home? Be honest.

[ and lastly, he leaves one (1) tiny hoverchair fit for a snake (more like a hover-skateboard, really) with tiny controls in it, in crowley's room on the pathstone with a note attached that says: A reward for not touching my stuff. ]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

The news was good enough. I lived a year back home and then got yanked back into the fleet shortly after having a bit of rebar stuck through the gut. As far as I'm concerned, being here is allowing me to avoid a long and dull convalescence.

[ it's not quite as simple as that, of course. but it's certainly easier said. ]

Yeah, you live through whatever that means. Spoiler alert.

[ you die much later, but tony won't give details on that. ]

Nothing spoiled, I promise. Not by you at any rate. I've long since had the broader strokes of my career-to-be shared with me. For better or worse.

It could be a worse future.

At least you have a legacy. Or something.

Sorry about the stabbing, though.

It's unpleasant, certainly. [ -- a thoughtful pause. ]

But the guest house at Howard's Los Angeles property makes for a comfortable convalescence.

[ howard. dad. great. exactly where tony does not want to go.

red alert, cancel, abort, abort, abort -- ]

Guest house.

He must've liked you.

[ he can't abruptly change the subject because that would just be a red flag, but he also can't keep talking about this because it just reminds him of how badly steve completely fucked up -- ]

We understand each other.

[ her and howard. howard and her. hard to say where the antagonism ends and the earnest friendship begins. there had been a prolonged period in her life when howard had been one of the few people left alive who believed in her. ]

And Edwin Jarvis makes the finest cuppa found that side of the Atlantic. Hard to leave a place like that.

Edited 2016-11-23 23:50 (UTC)

[ you understood him as much as he let you understand him, is what tony wants to say, but he holds his tongue. he's already alienated himself from most of the avengers. it would be stupid to purposefully burn bridges he still has. ]

Right.

[ great job tony A+ ]

I'm sure most people felt the same way.

I don't really remember any of that.

[ howard stark to tony seems to be a totally different person than howard stark to steve, or to peggy, or to literally anybody else except his son. ]

I remember the house in Los Angeles, though, and yeah there are worse places to heal up..

[ meanwhile, she's certain few did feel the same. howard's virtues are hard to find, and she often questions whether searching for them is ever a valuable use of her time. she'd extol the benefits of smacking the grin right off howard's face, but she's been trying to get a handle on her anger. ]

I was only meant to stay a few days -- a week, at most. California doesn't quite agree with me. But I won't complain about the french doors opening onto the pool deck.

My French doors that open onto pool decks are all automated and voice-controlled now.

Or they were, I spend most of my time at the Avengers headquarters, now.

[ or did. what's left of them.

ugh ]

I think I like New York more than California, now that I've been living there, but the cold messes with my machinery. The suit doesn't do well in sub-freezing temperatures.

[ tony 6 inches of snow is not sub-freezing ]

Edited 2016-11-27 20:29 (UTC)

That's just the thing. I popped out to LA because Echo Lake froze solid in the middle of the summer. It was a scientific head-scratcher.

[ ...maybe this will pique his interest, if nothing else, she decides. ]

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