Tony is having his fun, bugging where he can, poking around the places he can’t skip JARVIS into one of the interestingly decentralized systems, and generally being a nuisance. It’s empowering, and though he’s almost always this smug in general, today just feels special. He can’t get away with blending in and being ignored the way that Steve can. Everyone is interested in him strutting around, except, perhaps, for Bruce Banner. The guy is on board, he knows it, and he really wants to go and talk to him before everyone else figures out that the guy that destroyed Harlem all on his own is hanging out in a floating metal balloon.
Plus, he also wants to confirm some of what the Steve from the future said. He’s not going to take the guy at his word when so much is on the lone and they have some Norse god standing menacingly in the middle of Banner’s home away from home.
He doesn’t expect to just bump into Steve rounding the corner, but there he is, looking like he’s about to stamp his foot and charge. Tony is immediately on the defensive, not sure if he can outrun a charging super soldier and get his armor. He’s thinking not.
At least he’ll die looking at something beautiful? It’s not really a lot of comfort, and his eyes narrow slightly, pupils dilating.
“Whatever someone said about me is probably true but I can explain.”
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Date: 2018-08-27 02:26 am (UTC)Tony is having his fun, bugging where he can, poking around the places he can’t skip JARVIS into one of the interestingly decentralized systems, and generally being a nuisance. It’s empowering, and though he’s almost always this smug in general, today just feels special. He can’t get away with blending in and being ignored the way that Steve can. Everyone is interested in him strutting around, except, perhaps, for Bruce Banner. The guy is on board, he knows it, and he really wants to go and talk to him before everyone else figures out that the guy that destroyed Harlem all on his own is hanging out in a floating metal balloon.
Plus, he also wants to confirm some of what the Steve from the future said. He’s not going to take the guy at his word when so much is on the lone and they have some Norse god standing menacingly in the middle of Banner’s home away from home.
He doesn’t expect to just bump into Steve rounding the corner, but there he is, looking like he’s about to stamp his foot and charge. Tony is immediately on the defensive, not sure if he can outrun a charging super soldier and get his armor. He’s thinking not.
At least he’ll die looking at something beautiful? It’s not really a lot of comfort, and his eyes narrow slightly, pupils dilating.
“Whatever someone said about me is probably true but I can explain.”