tushanshu_logs | Catch-All For August

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Catch-All For August | Open

Characters: Tony Stark and OPEN
Date: Throughout August, and possibly the tail-end of July - basically any time since Tony's arrival.
Location: Anywhere! Tony's likely to be spending a lot of time in his new lab at Stark Industries, but he'll want to get out and do a little exploring as well.
Situation: Whatever shenanigans a teenage superhero might get up to after arriving unexpectedly in a new dimension. ~~Possibly accidentally blowing things up.~~
Warnings/Rating: None yet, will edit as necessary.

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Tony hasn't been quite his usual outgoing, confident self since arriving in Keeliai. Between his jarring arrival, the lack of the friends and family that he depends on so much, the drama with Gene, and the general unsettling nature of the entire situation, he's been finding it a little hard to settle in. But he's gotten his lab set up - a very important first step - and he's starting to get a handle on things.

The more he sees and learns of Tu Vishan and his fellow conscripts, the more curious he gets. He'll be very interested in any advanced technology any of the foreigners might have brought with them, and he's also intrigued by - though a little wary of - the different kinds of magic that so many people wield. He has a special interest in the mechanics of how the foreigners get here and how they get sent back.

Although he's been dumped into the middle of a war full of the kinds of secrets and subtle politics that normally go over his head, he's definitely caught on that there's something fishy afoot with Evandau. Being naturally inquisitive and, uh... straightforward, it's certainly possible that he'll soon get himself into trouble.

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[Oh, right, not everybody is from a universe where the rampant criminal not-so-underground has access to advanced power armor. Ha ha!

Tony's about to explain, when he has a better idea. ~~Which usually means: a really bad idea.~~

His grin turns sly, and a few seconds later, the Iron Man armor tromps into the kitchen, stops in front of Frank, and waves.]

[And Frank has his bow out in a second, pointing at the armor with an arrow and he might or might have not jumped on top of the counter to get a better angle. At least he stopped himself short from shooting.]

Wait, that’s the armor? That’s yours? [Leo flashbacks intensifies.]

[Tony lets out a startled laugh. Okay, he hadn't expected that dramatic a reaction.]

Whoa there, Robin Hood, take it easy. [He gets up from his chair and goes to stand beside the armor, putting a hand on its metal shoulder.]

Frank, meet the Mark II Stark International Mutli-Environment Exoskeleton.

[He looks a little sheepish as he... jumps down from the counter. But looking like a giant dork in front of new people is kind of a trend for him so why is he even surprised? He lowers the bow, but he still looks a bit of edge. Last time he was around automatons like that they tried to kill him and his friends, so he's not a hundred per cent sure about all this.]

...Can I call him Mark for short?

Most people just call it Iron Man, [Tony says, laughing.] Or, you know, Tony works too, if I'm inside it.

[He grins, still slightly nervous but slowly adapting to the idea that he's now sharing a suite with a walking robo-armor.]

That must be cool. Being inside of it, I think. What does it do? Like an armor?

[Tony's smile widens to match Frank's. He loves bragging about the armor.]

It is so cool. And it does just about everything. Super-strength and durability, of course. It flies, it has every kind of sensor and scanner I could cram into it, it's got an advanced onboard computer system that I can use to hack just about anything; full life support, repulsors, flamethrower, rocket launcher, sonic cannons, force fields, magnetic field generation - you name it. I can even take it into space.

[All that neat stuff, and Frank gets just one thing out of it:]

You've been to space?!

[(To be fair, that is probably the neatest thing.)

Tony looks unbelievably smug.] Yep. It's only really good for low-earth orbit, until I figure out teleportation or faster-than-light travel, but I've been to space a bunch of times.

Yeah, like low-earth orbit isn't already super amazing. Wow! I'm like, talking to an astronaut! That is really cool!

[He's... He's actually talked to literal aliens and superheroes and atlanteans. He isn't really sure why this is so exiting but it is- maybe because it's a normal Earth kid that's managed all these things only with his intelligence.]

You're a real wonder, Mark buddy. [He pats the armor as he would a friend, as if it were actually listening.]

[Tony is beaming like a friggin' lighthouse right now. The downside of his secret identity is that nobody can tell him how totally awesome and amazing his suit is. (Well, except Pepper and Rhodey, but the novelty of the armor has worn off a little for them. Also Rhodey said something about not wanting to "let his enormous ego get any bigger than it already is" or something, blah blah blah.) Anyway, Frank's enthusiastic praise is really making his day.]

Well, not really an astronaut. I don't work for NASA or anything. I just borrow their satellites sometimes, [he jokes, chuckling.]

You know the "mark" is just a designation, right? Like "version" or "model." [Though the idea of giving the armor some totally mundane name like "Mark" is kind of funny.]

I am! [He gives him a grin. Even Frank can get as much.] But let’s just say I have gotten used to naming technology and ‘Mark’ just fits. But I can keep calling it Iron Man if you prefer that.

[He tilts his head.] I’m sure you’ll be really useful in this place. I flopped around like a fish when I first got here.

All right, suit yourself. [Hey, suit! It's a pun!] Whatever you want to call it, I don't think it's going to hurt its feelings.

And I am getting pretty good at averting apocalypses. Guess that's why they wanted me. [It sounds like he meant for that to come out sounding cocky, but couldn't quite manage it. For the first time, his smile is a little bit less than completely genuine.]

[He twitches his lips.] You could say I'm good at that as well, actually.

I mean, I'm not a supergenius but I happen to be a demigod. Averting an apocalypse is exactly what we were doing back at home before I got pulled here.

[Tony raises his eyebrows.] I guess I shouldn't be surprised. If you've got an apocalypse to stop, it makes sense to recruit people who've done it before.

[Then he does a mental double-take.] Hold on. You're a what?

[He grins a bit, glad he got a reaction out of Tony. He isn’t one for showing off, really, but after knowing he’s going to have such a spectacular roomie you can’t blame him for wanting to show that he, too, has things to brag about.]

Demigod. Roman Demigod, specifically- ever heard of Mars?

[Tony looks puzzled. Tentatively, he asks:] The planet...? [Why are they talking about planets now?]

[He chokes, almost offended on his father's behalf.] No! The Roman god of war and battle, the planet was named after him!

And he's my father.

[Frank, I don't know what you expected from the scientist who has attended approximately one year of formal schooling. Greek and Roman mythology? Not exactly on his radar.

Also: huh?] ...Like... metaphorically...? [Tony asks, even more hesitant. His father is a Roman god? Is this a religious thing, like priests and monks calling each other 'brother' and 'father' or whatever?]

[He shakes his head. He wishes it was metaphorical. ]

No, not at all. Where I’m from the roman gods are real, and they sometimes fall in love with humans and have children with them. Mars- the god of war- fell in love with my mother and… well, I was born from that union.

[Tony stares at Frank for a couple seconds, trying to decide if he's willing to believe something that sounds so totally crazy.]

So... do you have any godly powers? [There we go. Demonstrating polite interest, and subtly fishing for proof without sounding like he thinks Frank is off his rocker. Nailed it.]

[There's no reply. Instead, where Frank was just a moment ago there's now a red panda tilting his head as he looks at Tony.

'Sup.]

[Tony lets out a small yelp of surprise and takes a step back.] Whoa. You... You can turn into an... animal. [What animal is that? A fox... bear... thing?] Wow. Okay. [That is definitely not something he's seen before. It is pretty convincing.]

[He’s laughing by the time he gets turned back to human.] Sorry. I don’t show off but you just made it so easy. But yes that’s- well, not my only power, but the most visible one.

I’m also really good with weapons, and strategy, and basic war-related things like that thanks to my dad.

Yeah? My friend Rhodey back home, he's good at all that too— but he can't turn into a cute animal.

[Tony grins. When he gets home, he's totally going to tell Rhodey that he replaced him with a much cuter and fluffier tactician.]

But isn't that little fox bear dog a little cuddly for a war god?

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tony no

tony yes

why do you encourage this

because it's fun!

you're such a bad influence

8DDD

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On trial. Guilty. Of being in space! Going to space jail!

Space space wanna go to space yes please space. Space space. Go to space.

Orbit. Space orbit. In my spacesuit.

Dad, are you space?

Yes. Now we are a family again.

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this is about to be a trainwreck

gdi Tony

everything is weird and he is so confused

it just got even weirder.

but also cuter. SMALL FLOOF REB PAMDA /pets/

he also does a cute panda you know you wanna pet him Tony

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