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driftfleet2017-09-30 10:04 am
speedboat) wrote in driftfleet2017-09-30 10:04 am
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001 } Can't keep my eyes from circling skies.
Who: Howard Stark & You
Broadcast: Network
Action: SS Bishop (cockpit)
When: Right meow!
( OPEN BROADCAST )
[ howard has been here a few days, enough to suss out that something has happened. it's caused a bit of disquiet among his crewmembers already since apparently their captain died or something?! whatever. he's finding it disturbingly easy to fall back into this role. peggy told him how long it's been and who else is among them, but in usual peggy fashion: not much else. it's left him bereft and even a bit listless which is very uncharacteristic indeed.
he sets his communicator on the control panel so he can record as he flies. as a result, the feed is much more low-key and features a cool, collected version of howard those who know him might not expect. howard nods his head once to show that he is in fact recording on purpose. ] I hope my Huntress is in good hands. Though I guess... she isn't mine anymore. Forgive me, I'm usually not so bittersweet when saying goodbye to a lady friend. [ something of a wan look shadows his gaze, but it's quick, just a glimmer really. ]
Howard Stark. Ace inventor, innovator, pilot, and now director. [ a bit of a lopsided grin begins to spread across his lips, his mustache twitching with the movement. ] I'm also usually pretty charming if you can believe it. I would say you all missed me, it's been so long, but the turnover in this place is something else.
[ he hesitates over this next part, but he needs the intel. he knows questions will follow, but right now he doesn't care. later he'll be annoyed with himself, naturally. ] And if any of you used to know a Tony Stark or are holding his research... get in touch. [ tightly: ] Please.
( ENCRYPTED TO EDWIN JARVIS )
Hi-de-ho, old pal. [ a warm smile is reserved for his closest friend, even if he doesn't always treat him that way. or most of the time. whoops. ]
( ACTION SHENANIGANS )
Howard has been more-or-less just going through the motions since being assigned to the Bishop. He was actually a bit releaved to be off the Marsiva and have something to occupy his time with, truthfully. But with their captain MIA and everything more than slightly hectic, he's thrown himself into the work full on. He can really only be found in the cockpit or in his quarters for maybe two hours a night/morning. Even trips to the galley are extremely short-lived and involve toting snacks to the pilot's seat. With that said, he will be outspoken when matters of the ship come up that the captain would usually handle. It's easy for him to become attached and though he doesn't know these people yet, he feels responsible for them.
He hates responsibility.
Broadcast: Network
Action: SS Bishop (cockpit)
When: Right meow!
( OPEN BROADCAST )
[ howard has been here a few days, enough to suss out that something has happened. it's caused a bit of disquiet among his crewmembers already since apparently their captain died or something?! whatever. he's finding it disturbingly easy to fall back into this role. peggy told him how long it's been and who else is among them, but in usual peggy fashion: not much else. it's left him bereft and even a bit listless which is very uncharacteristic indeed.
he sets his communicator on the control panel so he can record as he flies. as a result, the feed is much more low-key and features a cool, collected version of howard those who know him might not expect. howard nods his head once to show that he is in fact recording on purpose. ] I hope my Huntress is in good hands. Though I guess... she isn't mine anymore. Forgive me, I'm usually not so bittersweet when saying goodbye to a lady friend. [ something of a wan look shadows his gaze, but it's quick, just a glimmer really. ]
Howard Stark. Ace inventor, innovator, pilot, and now director. [ a bit of a lopsided grin begins to spread across his lips, his mustache twitching with the movement. ] I'm also usually pretty charming if you can believe it. I would say you all missed me, it's been so long, but the turnover in this place is something else.
[ he hesitates over this next part, but he needs the intel. he knows questions will follow, but right now he doesn't care. later he'll be annoyed with himself, naturally. ] And if any of you used to know a Tony Stark or are holding his research... get in touch. [ tightly: ] Please.
( ENCRYPTED TO EDWIN JARVIS )
Hi-de-ho, old pal. [ a warm smile is reserved for his closest friend, even if he doesn't always treat him that way. or most of the time. whoops. ]
( ACTION SHENANIGANS )
Howard has been more-or-less just going through the motions since being assigned to the Bishop. He was actually a bit releaved to be off the Marsiva and have something to occupy his time with, truthfully. But with their captain MIA and everything more than slightly hectic, he's thrown himself into the work full on. He can really only be found in the cockpit or in his quarters for maybe two hours a night/morning. Even trips to the galley are extremely short-lived and involve toting snacks to the pilot's seat. With that said, he will be outspoken when matters of the ship come up that the captain would usually handle. It's easy for him to become attached and though he doesn't know these people yet, he feels responsible for them.
He hates responsibility.
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I don't know anything personal about Tony, but I know whatever's been publicized about his research. Well- that I've paid attention to. [It's not like he reads scientific papers or anything.]
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You don't have to be a stranger, you know. Plenty of room for you down the hall. [ some things he'd rather hear face to face, even if matt doesn't know tony personally. ]
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You could've just said, pal. I don't mind taking a stroll. [ especially since this ship is pretty boring compared to what he's used to so far. just u wait howard. ]
Give me four minutes. [ or so. he flips a switch on the control panel before taking to the hallway, he can't believe he didn't know they had offices. it's maybe a few seconds over his four minute prediction when he pops into matt's doorway noisily. ]
You rang?
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Yeah thanks, 'preciate it. [He slides his glasses on and stands up, reaching over his desk with a hand for Howard to shake.] Good to meet you.
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Good for you, pal. I'm sure you stumble into a fair few cases on that side of town. [ he doesn't even realize how that sounded honestly. it's a brilliant business model as far as he's concerned. ]
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You're sure you want to hear it? Wouldn't want you getting into hot water with the Captain and the others.
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If it's all public record, what could possibly be the harm? [ curiosity killed the cat, howard. and in this case the cat is literally you. ]
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Well...I know the tabloids called him a playboy pretty often. From what I've heard he's an insufferable show-off but a nearly peerless engineering genius. Spent a lot of time running a company that could basically run itself, at that point.
Some time back he was kidnapped by a terrorist group in Afghanistan during a weapons demonstration. Made it back fine, but when he came back he announced end of Stark Industries weapons' manufacturing and turned the company onto clean energy, some other things I'm sure as well.
There was a big knockdown fight with some powered suits of armor in California, one of them being Tony's, which I hear he owned up to with all the smugness one could expect.
Any of this sound familiar yet?
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at first, it's all normal. very similar to how he got his start really. but then-- it takes a turn. kidnapped. by terrorists. his heart races, fear burning a pit in his stomach. matt says tony is fine, but it's no wonder he had a change of heart. that too is very similar to howard's origins. or well, his now. when faced with his legacy 70 years down the line it's hard not to think of his own present as merely a blip. ]
This is all news to me, pal. What else have you got? [ with some effort he keeps his voice steady, but he's going to need some time to process all of this. ]
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There was an incident during the Monaco Grand Prix... I'm not clear on the details. Then the re-opened Stark Expo was attacked; military drones gone haywire, though I remember my friend mentioning evidence of tampering.
...they really didn't tell you any of this?
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[ which... why not? all of this information seems pretty harmless to his ears. for all it's making him feel... conflicty feelings. ]
Seems like my boy has a target on his back almost as big as mine.
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...is he born yet? For you. Though I imagine it'd be difficult to hear regardless.
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Won't be for... twenty-some-odd years.
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