Though one might not have known it six years ago, and even Tony himself had never considered it, the older man is very willing to give himself up to help someone else. It’s not suicidal and that someone else needs to be worth it, but he’s not as selfish as he looks on the surface. He feels differently about this than Steve does too. If the universe rights itself, and the last six years are wiped completely off of the books, rendering every living thing changed, it will be like giving these people a second chance, and one that doesn’t end in the literal returning to dust of their loved ones. Sure, it will also negate a lot of experience, but none of them (save for Steve and Tony) will even know it. If they end up failing, or if the universes diverge at the point they’re traveling to, then the only thing that they will be depriving their friends of now are themselves.
Tony’s already given Bruce access to his accounts. The version of FRIDAY left behind will ensure that the Avengers will be funded for many more years to come and that all of the Stark Imitative money will go to rebuilding civilization. He trusts the people that are left to do what’s right by the world, even if the world no longer includes him.
Besides. They’ll miss Steve a lot more.
As Bruce hooks up their reactions to the tethering device and sets up the calculations, Tony brings up Steve’s image in the corner of his HUD and his face flickers into view on Steve’s. The conversation is private, not because it needs to be but because Tony really does believe that Steve’s image can be as important as Steve himself.
They’re more than their costumes. But their costumes inspire as much as the men and women inside of them.
“I designed your armor knowing that,” Tony says, simply. “I know you’re going to fight against it at first and it’s ready for that. Trust me, Rogers. I know you.” And that’s a pretty scary thought.
But thoughts aside, they are ready to go. It looks like he and Steve are going to dance, how close their armors are, but Tony still places his gauntlets on the Captain’s waist and nods his shellhead.
“Let her rip, Banner.”
The ride is not pleasant. Space and time dissolve around them and while it feels like they’re shrinking, the physics of this particular motion is completely beyond even Tony’s ability to understand them. They’re falling and flying and twisting for so long that by the time it stops, Tony’s actually passed out in his armor. FRIDAY has to reboot herself as the pair fall onto asphalt, causing the poor taxi drivers around them to swerve onto the sidewalk and pedestrians to pull out their phones to post their experience to Youtube and Twitter.
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Date: 2018-06-13 01:18 pm (UTC)Though one might not have known it six years ago, and even Tony himself had never considered it, the older man is very willing to give himself up to help someone else. It’s not suicidal and that someone else needs to be worth it, but he’s not as selfish as he looks on the surface. He feels differently about this than Steve does too. If the universe rights itself, and the last six years are wiped completely off of the books, rendering every living thing changed, it will be like giving these people a second chance, and one that doesn’t end in the literal returning to dust of their loved ones. Sure, it will also negate a lot of experience, but none of them (save for Steve and Tony) will even know it. If they end up failing, or if the universes diverge at the point they’re traveling to, then the only thing that they will be depriving their friends of now are themselves.
Tony’s already given Bruce access to his accounts. The version of FRIDAY left behind will ensure that the Avengers will be funded for many more years to come and that all of the Stark Imitative money will go to rebuilding civilization. He trusts the people that are left to do what’s right by the world, even if the world no longer includes him.
Besides. They’ll miss Steve a lot more.
As Bruce hooks up their reactions to the tethering device and sets up the calculations, Tony brings up Steve’s image in the corner of his HUD and his face flickers into view on Steve’s. The conversation is private, not because it needs to be but because Tony really does believe that Steve’s image can be as important as Steve himself.
They’re more than their costumes. But their costumes inspire as much as the men and women inside of them.
“I designed your armor knowing that,” Tony says, simply. “I know you’re going to fight against it at first and it’s ready for that. Trust me, Rogers. I know you.” And that’s a pretty scary thought.
But thoughts aside, they are ready to go. It looks like he and Steve are going to dance, how close their armors are, but Tony still places his gauntlets on the Captain’s waist and nods his shellhead.
“Let her rip, Banner.”
The ride is not pleasant. Space and time dissolve around them and while it feels like they’re shrinking, the physics of this particular motion is completely beyond even Tony’s ability to understand them. They’re falling and flying and twisting for so long that by the time it stops, Tony’s actually passed out in his armor. FRIDAY has to reboot herself as the pair fall onto asphalt, causing the poor taxi drivers around them to swerve onto the sidewalk and pedestrians to pull out their phones to post their experience to Youtube and Twitter.