As big as Steve is, he sort of lumbers, despite how graceful he makes it look. Each movement is more like a dance. Even just watching him walk is sort of a spectacle, and not because his elbows can’t touch his sides due to the size of his biceps. Tony has no problem admiring the guy as he scoops up the pencil and his bag, but he smirks the moment Steve looks his way again. “Leave your smelly gym bag here,” he commands, standing up from his perch on the dresser. “FRIDAY, ship out Bay 19. You can just leave it on the South Lawn for now.”
Peter’s not the only Avenger, past, present or future that Tony’s designed for. And as the need has risen for the two of them to do something stupid, they pretty much need to guarantee their ability to stay quantumly linked together. It’s far easier to do so encased in metal and Tony’s already created a harness to ensure that neither of them will tumble off into oblivion.
It’s not like they’ve had the chance or the ability to really test this thing, after all, they FRIDAY is hard at work replicating the original design in case the others need to have a shot at fixing the universe.
There are a bunch of tired, weary faces gathered in the main conference room and Tony points to an empty chair before he gestures to the wall where a screen has been projected showing a floating schematic of the device he’d been working on for the last several hours. Much of the text will mean nothing to Steve and Tony doesn’t try to explain it. He’s delving right into mission control here.
“Cap and I are going to link up through FRIDAY, but I’m pretty sure that the connection is going to break the moment we complete the field that this device here will generate. Our first designated stop is 2012, just prior to the Battle of New York. We’re going head to where Fury had been testing the Tesseract and destroy it before Loki can show up. Easy peesy, back before lunch.”
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As big as Steve is, he sort of lumbers, despite how graceful he makes it look. Each movement is more like a dance. Even just watching him walk is sort of a spectacle, and not because his elbows can’t touch his sides due to the size of his biceps. Tony has no problem admiring the guy as he scoops up the pencil and his bag, but he smirks the moment Steve looks his way again. “Leave your smelly gym bag here,” he commands, standing up from his perch on the dresser. “FRIDAY, ship out Bay 19. You can just leave it on the South Lawn for now.”
Peter’s not the only Avenger, past, present or future that Tony’s designed for. And as the need has risen for the two of them to do something stupid, they pretty much need to guarantee their ability to stay quantumly linked together. It’s far easier to do so encased in metal and Tony’s already created a harness to ensure that neither of them will tumble off into oblivion.
It’s not like they’ve had the chance or the ability to really test this thing, after all, they FRIDAY is hard at work replicating the original design in case the others need to have a shot at fixing the universe.
There are a bunch of tired, weary faces gathered in the main conference room and Tony points to an empty chair before he gestures to the wall where a screen has been projected showing a floating schematic of the device he’d been working on for the last several hours. Much of the text will mean nothing to Steve and Tony doesn’t try to explain it. He’s delving right into mission control here.
“Cap and I are going to link up through FRIDAY, but I’m pretty sure that the connection is going to break the moment we complete the field that this device here will generate. Our first designated stop is 2012, just prior to the Battle of New York. We’re going head to where Fury had been testing the Tesseract and destroy it before Loki can show up. Easy peesy, back before lunch.”