|—||Stan Lee (x)|
“I’m glad I can ease you of that burden then.” Cecilia smiled in return, amused with him. “Now, to get off the subject and any previous subjects… Are you hungry?” She wanted to eat hours ago, but tended to push herself when working. “Because I could eat a cow.”
A habit Tony always had when he got into his work-mode, was not to eat. Sometimes for days. So engrossed in his current project with Extremis, he didn’t realize that he hadn’t eaten in nearly forty-eight hours. “No. But you’re probably going to say that I should.” The hologram images still manipulated themselves, Stark still clacking away at the keyboard in front of him, eyes glued to the screen.
“Well, are you sure you can’t read my mind, Mr. Stark? But to avoid any kind of hospital visit, I would suggest it. Or Pepper might kill both of us.” She watched him at the keyboard, curious why he was even using it. Couldn’t he use his mind? Maybe, like Cecilia, he still liked doing things by hand at times.
He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, contemplating. “Not yet. But I’m sure I could figure out a way~” Hazarding a small smile, he smirked at her last comment. “She’s always reminding me to eat. So I’d have to actually agree with you.” Suddenly, everything stops. The holograms shut down and the computers go to sleep. “What’s for lunch? I’m thinking cheeseburgers~”
“With bacon. Because bacon.” Cecilia was one of those who loved bacon, but didn’t eat it as often as she thought of it. Otherwise she probably wouldn’t look like she did. “Have you had a burger with colby-jack on it yet? It’s so good.”
“Agreed.” Tony trotted to the exit, then turned back. “Better idea~” He thrust an arm out at the suit. First the gauntlet, then several other pieces came flying at him, hitting his body and closing around it. Within seconds, a fully armored Iron Man was ready to go. “Let’s get lunch, shall we?~” Stark held a hand out to Cecilia expectantly.
“Oh… Oh my.” This was a first, and a first she was thoroughly excited about every since she started working here. Being able to touch the suit. But being held by Tony Stark and going for a flight? Her excitement was through the roof. Taking his hand, she stepped closer to him. “We shall.”
Grinning, he pulled the girl to his side. “Hold on tight~” Without further warning, the Iron Man took off through an open hatch in the roof of the workshop.
“Yes. It was part of the synthesizing process needed for the new element. Problem is, I need to re-rediscover the element again. It’s like that part of my mind has been wiped, Cecilia. I can’t explain it any better than that. Along with all the research…” He pauses a moment in reflection. “No. All but…” Hops up and moves quickly towards one of the storage closets in the workshop. “I know it’s still in here…It has to be…”
Pulling several miscellaneous items out…discarded parts of the Iron Man suits, random brick-a-brack from other projects, Tony finally found what he was looking for. An old dusty military-grade box with the name Howard Stark painted across the top. “Bingo!”
Listening to Tony, she registered what he was saying, but she obviously had no idea what element he needed. Watching him dig around, she got distracted by a computer screen when he exclaimed. Turning to him, she saw the lock-box and walked over to him. “Was this your father’s?”
She never heard Tony talk about him, ever. Pepper wouldn’t even broach the subject. She was just curious so she left it alone. But apparently his father had a lot to do with everything around him and S.H.I.E.L.D. She wouldn’t ask much else, knowing it would just make him mad. “Do you want to move it?”
“I’m only /dying/, Cecilia. I’m not an invalid.” Tony hefted the case up and hauled it to his workbench. Dropping it heavily, he then popped the locks and began rummaging around. He pulled out a few notebooks, some schematics…what was missing? Stark stared at the box, feeling like an important piece of the puzzle was missing…
Cecilia would have gladly helped him lift it, but she would let his pride do that for him. Watching as he opened it, she stared at the contents. She noticed a picture that looked really familiar. “Is that a picture of the Stark Expo grounds over in Queens? It looks like the first park.”
Still rummaging, he’d grabbed the small photo. Sure enough, it was an picture of the Stark Expo, back when it was new. Tony snatched the picture and studied it. “Holy shit…” It was slowly starting to come back. All the research and studying he’d done the first time. This picture held the key. “Cecilia? Remind me to give you a raise~” Stark plopped in his chair and skid across the floor, landing at his computer. He immediately began to tap out several calculations.
“I suppose I can remind you…” She watched Tony go, the computer screens doing things. She watched as JARVIS pulled up a large-scale version of the park. “Why does this remind me of something else?” Without giving it a thought, Cecilia began to move the 3D image around. “I’m getting a feeling it was something I learned in high school. This layout looks like something…”
"Not just /something/." Tony took the image back, knocking seemingly unimportant bits and pieces out of the complex puzzle. "It’s an element~ Not just /any/ element." He flicked a few more pieces away, leaving what looked like a very complex, but structured, pattern. "I’m re-rediscovering something. /This/," Stark gestured towards the little round image he’d condensed to fit between his fingers, "Is Vibranium." A small sigh of relief passed his lips. Looks like he’d live to see another day.
Who wants to help me take off my shirt?
*grins from ear to ear* Allow me to unburden you~ *slides his hands up her shirt, pulling it over her head and discarding the garment*
She smirked at him stepping closer, “why thank you Mr. Stark.” She said with a smile, “now how about I help you?” She asked moving her hands under his shirt and taking it off of him.
Still grinning, he allowed Pepper to strip him of his shirt. Tony ran his hands down her now half bare body, then sliding down into her pants. He grabbed a firm handful of her rear and pulled her body to his. “What else should I help strip you of?~” Tugs suggestively at the hem of her pants.
She smirked at him and nipped his lip playfully, “anything you want Mr. Stark.” She smirked pressing her half naked body against him and running her hands down his back scratching softly as she did.
This is why I just love Iron Man grapic novels.
Being a introvert is like being Robert Downey Jr. in your head
and Castiel in real life
this is the most accurate description ever
//Thank you! *gives all the hugs* I’m so glad you’re enjoying it! OMG though your blog is AMAZING!! All the RDJ anyone could ever want. You are perf <3
“It where Hulk is!” He yelled back. He picked up a car and slammed it in the ground again and again and again.
As he did, jets sounded above them. A message sent from one of the pilots would come through to Tony reading, “Mister Stark, please ensure the evacuation of the area. The Air Force is prepared to take care of the problem, once civilians are gone.”
“Can’t you see I’m trying to have a conversation with my jolly green friend here?” Tony asked in mock irritability to the pilot. “Back off. I’ve got things under control. You come swarming in here like an obnoxious fly, and he’s gonna smash you just like one. I should know…” he finished dryly.
Turning his attention back to the Hulk, “Look pal. I know you’re pretty pissed off right now, and who can blame you, tch, women, but I just got a little buzz from those jets overhead. They aren’t too happy you’re smashing up the city.” He looked up, keeping an eye on the maneuvers of the jets to make sure they weren’t about to make any rash decisions they’d regret. “I also know you don’t really want to hurt any innocent people, but you keep this up and someone like that little girl and her cat are gonna be the ones getting smashed.” Tony’s voice turned to business, “Come on. Let’s get outta here and I’ll try to help you find a way to smash up the Puny God and get even. How’s that sound?~”
The Hulk had been in midsnarl, about to challenge Tony and the jets when he heard the phrase “get even.” Hulk liked that phrase.
But, even as he grinned, he felt the pepper of stings down his back. He turned and looked down. Bullet casings. He glared back up at the jets, which were informing Tony, in so many words, that they had their orders and would be keeping the Hulk distracted while Tony evacuated the city.
"DAMNIT!" Iron Man bolted to hover between Hulk and the advancing jets. He knew the Big Guy didn’t need protection, but he was hoping to deter further fire. "I said stand the fuck down! I know what I’m doing! Screw your orders and get the hell out of here before he decides to rip you, and the rest of the town, apart."
Turning back to Hulk, “Sorry about that, pal. Government grunts tend to be idiots. Get outta here while you can. I’ll keep the jets distracted, then meet you in the Hollywood hills. We’ll finish our conversation there.”
IM3 Press Favourite Photos- Seoul Press Conference
|—||Bruce Banner (Tempest Fugit)|
Photo bomb level: Jeremy Renner