In The End

[starkravingmad]

It’s been quiet lately though Tony isn’t quite sure if the bad guys have actually taken a vacation of if Fury has secretly grounded him for the whole nasty stunt with the Mandarin. It hadn’t been one of his brightest moments, but in his defense he was pretty much running off of caffeine and nearly losing a member of his little misfit family had sent him over the edge. He’d acted out. He’d called out a supervillian and terrorist on national television and given him and everyone else his home address. Mansion was gone and lessons were learned the hard way.

And damn New York was a lot colder than he remembered it this time of year…or maybe that was just the ice pack he was holding to his shoulder after a mild (really it wasn’t /that/ bad) incident while calibrating his newest edition flight regulators.

Note for the future….need softer ceilings.

Old and half empty pizza and take out boxes were piled high on one of the back tables along with the remnants of way to many sodas and red bull cans to keep them company. A fresh pack of menthols sat beside him as several holographic projections surrounded him in his seat.

“Let’s reduce the power by ten percent and rewire…”

As he spoke the suit plans on screen slowly modified to follow his directions.

“Sir, Agent Barton is in route…should I allow him access?”

Tony leaned back in his seat, lips pressed together as he shrugged his shoulders. Maybe this would be the revilement from boredom he was looking for. An end to the quiet.

“Sure why the hell not…open up, J! Please tell me that you brought me something good from..that secret mission in that secret place I'm not suppose to know about." 

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[cfbhawkeye]

"You know I always get you the best bring home stuff. Here."

He drops a sack with a thump on the table next to him. Its got the shape like the thing inside is a head.

And whats inside is exactly that. A drone head. Its got a fierce and ugly battle mask for a face but its the eyes and the nuero network that is worth investigating. He taps it tiredly. "These bitches were smart. Have fun. But be quiet about it. Not supposed to have liberated it from the evidence cache."

[starkravingmad]

“See this is the reason that I love you, Honey Bear. You just get me….”
He was quite to take the drone’s head in his hands, turning it for inspection before bring it up to his face leaving him staring eye to eye with the lifeless machine. It’s definitely got some of his influence in it though whoever built the damn thing obviously didn’t have his great since of style. Well he had his plans for the weekend. Much better than making that appearance at some boring and overly crowded charity event he was booked for.

“My lips are sealed ….”

Tony’s fingers purposefully slide across his lips in the common motions that went with the gesture. The helmet was set aside, the holographics pushed to the side in order for the engineer to see Barton better.

“So what’s the lowdown that Fury doesn’t want me to know about….you can’t bring me a treasure like this and not give me a backstory behind it.”

[cfbhawkeye]

Properly looking at him Clint looks like hell. He's obviously been in a shower recently. His hair is soft and fluffy. But his skin is pale. Half of his face and throat are mottled with great dark blooms of bruises and discolorations. He's dressed in loose clothes thar nearly cover him up completely. He holds himself stiffly and carefully. A sign of internal damage.

And he doesn't sit. Like sitting would likely be far more painful than standing. The archer gives a wince as he shakes his head. "Sorry. I'll be in enough trouble and you can't keep a secret. Just be happy , huh? I figured it would cheer you up a bit.