Crash landing is the only way to make an entrance.

[arrogantalloy]

Who: Tony Stark, and anyone who comes across him.
Where: Somewhere on the front lawns.
When: July 2
Rating: G most likely
Summary: Tony arrives.


[Tony remembers hitting the ground, he also remembers JARVIS trying to tell him something was interfering with the suit. Everything between these two events are hazy]

...JARVIS?

Sir?

Where are we? And how did something manage to down the suit without touching it?

I am unable to pin point our location, sir. There is no data on what caused the suit to fail. Apart from superficial scratches, it seems that the thrusters are currently offline.

Well fix it, JARVIS.

It seems to be wiring damage, there's nothing I can do, sir.

Good thing we're on the ground then.

[Tony sits up on his elbows and looks around the area, seeing a building not too far away, then he slowly gets up. Opening his mask and looking down at the scratches]

When we get back to the tower, I really need to work on a paint that's harder to scratch off.

Keeping focused on the priorities, like always, sir.

Just focus on finding out where we are, JARVIS.

It may take some time.

I don't care, do it.

At once, sir.

Comments

[arrogantalloy]

Movies are meant to have smarter aliens. It makes us look better and scrappier when we win before the credits.

What we fought, not that smart. And they seemed to be kind of allergic to a nuclear detonation on their mother ship.

[akapeanut]

I'd say most things are allergic to that.

[She isn't sure if she likes that this guy is more snarky than her.]

You know, if you were going to try and impress me, you should've said they were geniuses and you were just that much smarter.

[arrogantalloy]

[He raised an eyebrow at her and smirked]

I didn't know you wanted me to impress you. I can give you better stories than just fighting some ugly aliens and their creepy flying metal whale mom's.

[akapeanut]

[She couldn't exactly fight back the blush that flashes on her cheeks at that.]

I didn't mean it like that. You've just made it clear that's your thing. Kind of sucks for you that there's so many more guys than girls here, though.

[arrogantalloy]

[Chuckles]

There isn't a paper who hasn't loved how much it is my thing. But I guess I could use the break.

[He pauses for a moment and thinks]

Or, you know, try out the experimentations I missed out on in college.

[akapeanut]

[George turns bright red. Doesn't that comment hit close to home?]

Uh. To each their own or...whatever.

[arrogantalloy]

[Grins at her for her being red.]

Guessing you weren't one for experimentation then?

[akapeanut]

I didn't go to college.

[Not a lie. Not an answer, either.]

[arrogantalloy]

Oh? Wasn't your thing, huh?

[He rests his head on the table, looking interested]

[akapeanut]

I dropped out. So I guess it wasn't, yeah.

[arrogantalloy]

Hey, I wouldn't worry about it. Some people just aren't meant for 4 years of their nose in a book.

Probably had yourself a good job before being kidnapped to this place.

[akapeanut]

Um. I guess, yeah.

[Grim reaper and a job at a temp agency. Living the high life.]

Not as good as yours, though.

[arrogantalloy]

When you get past the whole potential death around every corner. No yeah, it's fun.

I find some of the best places to eat after, so you're right. Kinda good.

[akapeanut]

[Blink. She doesn't know what to say to that.]

...Yeah.

[arrogantalloy]

[Gets the bottle of scotch down to it's last fifth. Not looking all that affected by what was its contents]

So is there anything else I need to know about this place?

[akapeanut]

Uh. Did I mention the mirror-people yet?

[arrogantalloy]

Mirror-People? Sounds like a stage show. Or some indie rock group. Tell me about them?

[akapeanut]

Well. On the other side of the mirror are a bunch of, like. Doubles of us. Our "mirrors". But they're totally different. Like, if you're a nice guy on this side, the you on the other side is a douche.

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony thinks on this for a moment]

Sounds interesting. I think I want to meet mirror me. I've always wondered what it would be like to not be me.