entrancelogs | Crash landing is the only way to make an entrance.

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.

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Few weeks now.

[A simple enough statement, but his eyes are on Tony, now. See if he believes it, how he takes it. Time works differently here, he knows that much without having a fancy scientific name for it.]

[Tony stares for a moment]

Huh.

[To be fair, Tony only ever knew what day it was because of JARVIS or Pepper, as far as he knew, Clint could have been gone longer or shorter than he said. Tony wasn't one to pay much attention to things other than himself, his projects, or the sound of his tower being broken.]

Yeah, so those things. Where? Just because the suit has a filtration system doesn't mean I want to go in it if I don't have to.

[What Clint doesn't say: Before he found himself relocated to this place, he didn't live in Stark Tower - or Avengers tower, whatever it was called now - he'd been elsewhere with Nat, before planning to head back to SHIELD.]

Any hallway, any room, closet. If you can imagine it, you can probably get it.

[There's a smirk. Go on, guess if he's joking. He's not expecting Tony to take his word for it.]

If I can imagine it?

[Tony thinks, then glances about the hallway]

What kind of technology would that be using? Even I haven't mastered using brain waves. Otherwise I wouldn't need JARVIS to speak.

[He looks back to Clint]

See, now your smirking. And either you're thinking this is very funny or you're actually being serious about this.

Could always be both. But I'm serious, and sure you can pick it apart and see if you can figure it out, but from what I'm getting, this place doesn't stick to logic much.

But don't take my work for it.

[Tony gives the corridor one more scrutinising look before shrugging]

It can wait. I went out in jeans thinking I wasn't going to be out long. If I don't get out of this suit soon, I'm not going to be a ball of sunshine. We just think, and what? It appears?

[His eyes follow Tony's. He hasn't mentioned yet that the hallways have seemingly infinity rooms, but then, Stark can figure out a few things on his own.]

Yeah, pretty much.

Then why limit myself to basic tools?

[Tony thinks of his assembly robots back at Stark Tower, then walks into one of the closest rooms and looks over the robots]

Huh. Good thing Steve isn't here. This would just blow his little mind.

[Clint tags along for no other reason besides having nothing better to do.

Now, to get the robots out of the closet and into the room, maybe? Clint had half expected something like this. Stark was usually the one who thought these things through, as amusing as it would've been watching him peel out of the suit panel by panel.]

Rogers? He barely manages our century. But I'm starting to think it's only a matter of time until all the rest is here too.

[Tony pats Clint's upper arm]

Help me pull these out, They're going to be too awkward just by myself. Even with the suit.

[He grabs the closest robot and starts to pull it out slowly]

To be honest, if we're stuck here. It would be better if Steve stays where he is.

[A glance from Tony to the machinery before Clint nods. Sure he'll lend a hand. He'll start pulling that same robot, because they only fit through the door one at a time, and helps Tony maneuver it out and into the room. It's possible enough, between the both of them.]

You're right about that. Thor was weird enough. I'm half surprised he hasn't- trashed the place yet.

[Tony guides the machine into place before he starts to pull out the other]

Well, I'm currently pulling out machines I just imagined. While normally this isn't really different for me, I generally have to build them, not pull them out of Narina.

Maybe he has broken things and this place has just.... Arranged otherwise?

Could be. Shit fixes itself around here, as far is the house is concerned... I think.

[Like the mirrors - but that's not something he'll bring up if he can dodge it.

At least, between the two of them they're making some progress here.]

Well if it goes around fixing itself, then if I'm stuck here I wont have to worry about making a new dummy to clean up the messes I make.

[He pulls the second machine into place, then stands up and regards it]

Hmmm, imagination is good and all but I think I'm going to have to rebuilt them properly later I think...

[Clint cocks his head.]

Something out of place? Or just not trusting this place to do your work for you?

[Or maybe he shouldn't have asked, this might get him a face full of technobabble...]

[Glances over at him]

Riddle me this, batman. Would you rather imagined arrows, or ones you made yourself?

Well all they gotta do is fly straight, so there's no real difference. [After all, he's been using an imaginary bow, too.]

But I catch your drift.

It's a good drift to be on.

You might want to stand back, there's about to be a lot of movement.

[Stands up on the two machines and is starts to stir into motion to take the suit off him]

[Yep, definitely getting out of the way there. He's a bit impressed - and wondering what's powering these things.

Wonderland and logic just really don't go together...]

[Tony imagined it that way, clearly. It's Tony, he doesn't have time to worry about a power plug.

Tony stays retaliativly still as he's taken out of the suit, apart from his standard fidgeting at having to stand still. As the suit finally all comes away, Tony's left standing in a pair of jeans and a black AC/DC t-shirt on. And he slowly steps off]

I'm going to need to store that somewhere.

[He gestures to the reassembled suit, that was set next to the machines.]

Crash landing is the only way to make an entrance.

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