Tony "Iron Man" Stark (
kindacatchy) wrote2018-05-03 04:23 pm
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Post IW shenanigans
[When Thor mentions what's up, Tony thinks he can't understand because he has gotten a shock and he needs time to understand what people are saying to him. His ears are ringing and he is sure he is having a constant heart attack. The situation isn't improved by the intergalactic magical portal back to Earth either.]
... in a wall?
[He's not even sure why he is surprised, but he is. Maybe he's surprised that he's still speaking and still exists in this cruel world.]
... with Banner?
[That can't be right. ...After all that pestering. After all that blackmail with no result. And Tony can only see the after-match of it.]
Sweet mother of God. [Tony's voice is slightly hoarse as he mutters. He puts his hands on his hips, looking up at the scene in front of him. Well, Thor wasn't wrong at all. Then he just salutes to get Bruce's attention.]
... in a wall?
[He's not even sure why he is surprised, but he is. Maybe he's surprised that he's still speaking and still exists in this cruel world.]
... with Banner?
[That can't be right. ...After all that pestering. After all that blackmail with no result. And Tony can only see the after-match of it.]
Sweet mother of God. [Tony's voice is slightly hoarse as he mutters. He puts his hands on his hips, looking up at the scene in front of him. Well, Thor wasn't wrong at all. Then he just salutes to get Bruce's attention.]

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Look around. It seems like most of the people in here are wearing them, too.
[He's sticking close, leaning in to squint at the map while he wishes he had his glasses.] I think they can excuse us if we raid the kitchen. I'm not so sure about the booze. [But if Hulk is going to hide out and keep his figurative head down, maybe Bruce can have more than one weak drink without worrying about what will happen. That actually sounds appealing.]
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It's always better to ask for forgiveness than permission. Or just, you know, do the thing. [Tony recites his life philosophy and turns off the map. He had the route memorized. He'll have anything with alcohol in it, thank you very much. If anyone's complaining he'll personally restock the missing items.
As they start on their way, Tony is in awe. He makes a mental note to have a heartfelt talk with Shuri about how they dared to keep all these goodies away from him.]
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He's seen this before, and he'd be awestruck again if he had anything left for awe. All Bruce wants is to get some fuel, maybe some liquor, and go find the quarters they've been assigned so he can shower and have his breakdown in private.
They pass palace staff or residents or just locals who'd fled the fighting, but Tony's right. Those beads in Tony's hand serve as all the pass they need to be left to their own devices.]
Do you want to stay here for a while or are you planning to head back to the States after you get some rest?
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At the question he thinks about his own lab. Yes, that's where he will spend most of his time now won't he? Like a hermit. Until he makes the ultimate suit to go after Thanos. Until he's drank enough to delete all these memories and pain from his system...]
I'll see if there's anything I can do for Wakanda first, could take a few days. [He will not rest. There is no rest for Tony Stark. Ever. He turns to Bruce then, a bit of despair is gripping him. Bruce is not a person who would accept the Accords. Fairly, Tony has second thoughts about it too. ]
What about you, buddy? Would you come along, or what's your plan?
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I'm short on plans right now. If I go back, what am I looking at? The Avengers aren't... I don't know what they are.
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You better missed me, because I lived every second of these two years and missed you immensely. So. What's fair's fair.
And now, for this I present you... [He ticks away at the beads, and a door opens on their right. Seems like a smaller pantry when Tony peeks inside. Then motions toward it.] ... the pantry.
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I hope you aren't expecting anything fancy. I know you can't cook and I'm too tired to try.
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[Tony talks and invades the pantry as if it'd be his. He's looking at the goods, picking them up just to put them back on the shelves. He's trying to find something that doesn't make him want to throw up on the spot. He decides upon whiskey and some dried fruit.]