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Hayley Stark ([personal profile] everylittlegirl) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2013-12-12 03:19 pm

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Characters: Hayley Stark + Bruce Banner, Tony Stark (MCU), Jor-El, others [CLOSED]
Date: Post-Superman attack (Dec 8→)
Location: All over
Situation Hayley attacked Superman and some people are not entirely thrilled about it + she has some explaining to do.
Warnings/Ratings: PG-13 for violence, language, possible references to homicide, suicide, pedophilia, etc. idk it's Hayley.

[ooc: Log for Kryptonite plot stuff. Please request a thread if you want one.]
lookedtothestars: (Tell you I need you)

Let me know if this works acceptably.

[personal profile] lookedtothestars 2013-12-20 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Approaching Hayley over the matter of her attack on his son was not Jor-El's priority. Ensuring that Kal-El would recover fully was, even as he took care that visiting his and Lois' suite did not expose Kal-El further. Confronting her over the matter could wait, and it did.

When he finally decided to speak to her her, a few days had already passed. He did not inform Kal-El; that, if he decided to do so at all, he would do later. Now was the time for him to recover, rather than be concerned for others. Finding her when she would be available to speak to was difficult, though he had anticipated it would be the case.
manofiron: (sneaking away from the party)

[personal profile] manofiron 2013-12-24 02:45 pm (UTC)(link)
These days, he spends most of his time at home during the day and at work during the nighttime hours. There are fewer people there in the middle of the night and he doesn’t feel like dealing with anyone. Since the alcohol dried up, figuratively speaking, he hasn’t felt like dealing with much of anything, and that means pulling strings of all-nighters until he feels so disconnected and out of it that he doesn’t care anymore. But eventually he has to sleep, his body gives up and forces it on him, and the whole cycle starts all over again.

So here he is, wide awake and out running his demons by pacing the halls of this Through the Looking Glass version of Stark Industries. It’s quiet, peaceful, making him feel deceptively like he’s the only person in the world. It’s a terrible feeling, but an oddly comforting one too. No one can get hurt, and no one can hurt him, if he’s the only one left.

It’s then, thoroughly wrapped up in his maudlin thoughts, that he rounds the corner and runs into Hayley. The other, other Stark, as the guy with the laptop called her. Hauled out of his thoughts, Tony steps back and blinks at her, trying to work out what she’s doing here at this hour.

“Didn’t expect to see you here,” he settles on, temporizing in the hope that she’ll explain it without him having to ask further.