the_other_eight: (Pepper Potts - Keep walking)
Virginia 'Pepper' Potts ([personal profile] the_other_eight) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2013-01-10 10:19 pm

Tony Stark's 2:00 has arrived

Characters: Pepper Potts, Tony Stark, and Jack Frost
Date: Thursday January 10
Location: Stark International building
Situation: Pepper finally gets the chance to introduce Tony to Their 12% son Jack Frost. Hopefully Tony can help Jack with his little problem
Warnings/Rating: Rated S for Snark! No, no rating or warning as of yet.
Note: Tony and Jack could seriously be related with how alike they are. Just saying.



Pepper had decided not to explain very much to Tony in regards to his 2:00 PM appointment. In truth, she wasn't entirely sure how to explain to him that he was going to be meeting a legendary mythological bringer of snow, ice, and winter who, happened to be his assistant and girlfriend's good friend as well as the only person on the Turtle who she had actually told (mostly) about that fact that she and Tony were an item in any sense of the word. Clearly Pepper Potts was weaving tangled webs. Intended or otherwise. In truth, she hadn't really told Jack much about Tony either. So she felt it was fair that they were both entering into the situation mostly blind. Her only worry was that Jack's strange affliction would affect Tony and the man wouldn't be able to see him. That would make for an awkward 2:00 consultation.

Still, she stood in the lobby of Stark International with her hands white knuckling a black datebook and waited for Jack to arrive. In honesty, this wasn't just a meeting between a potential client for Stark International and the CEO of said company. This was also a meeting between someone who had very quickly become a good friend of Pepper's (really her only friend who wasn't involved in 'certain things' at home) and her significant other. It felt almost as if she were bringing her boyfriend home to meet her brother. Or something equally as strange considering said boyfriend was Tony Stark.
wintershepherd: (jaunty)

[personal profile] wintershepherd 2013-01-13 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can answer for myself," Jack says dryly, as it was the second or third time Tony had asked him a question only to turn around and prompt Pepper for the same answer. "Yes, I'm serious."

Although he didn't want to get into any particular discussion about the Moon. So instead he asked, "So that's well and great, but how is this supposed to get me a job?"
iron_ego: (Tony: That's fascinating)

[personal profile] iron_ego 2013-01-14 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
The antic is akin to fact-checking and shock value, for Tony Stark is a diva in his own strange right. Protests against it are often dismissed without so much as a gesture, much as he does now -- in part because there are bigger fish to freeze.

"A job's the easy part," Tony said with a wave of his hand, still contemplating the Moon, Tooth, and North issues in tandem with the visibility dilemma. "You work for Stark Industries, I pay you, boom! You have a job and everyone is happy."

A glance is shot at Pepper. "Beats Natalie, don't you think? He's not as pretty, but I don't think Fury's got Jack Frost on his payroll." A pause and a look to Jack. "Does he?"
wintershepherd: (angry)

yeah guys take some parenting classes already jeez

[personal profile] wintershepherd 2013-01-14 12:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack suddenly realized why this feeling was familiar: it was the same one he'd had in the Pole's workshop, when North had launched into the Guardian ceremony with all the pomp and circumstance it had entailed while Jack was still trying to get his bearings and figure out what was going on. He'd been essentially a prop; an accessory in something he was supposed to be part of and it had only exacerbated his issues with being there but not acknowledged.

And now Tony and Pepper could have been having this exact conversation whether he was standing there or not, and he slid back to the ground from his position on the crook of his staff to grip the wood in his hand. A path of jagged ice danced across the floor between he and Tony, up the front of the desk and froze everything on its surface. Everything from stray papers to Tony's Starkphone blueprints instantly became covered in a brittle layer of ice; the coffee mug cracked as its contents froze solid.

"Great," Jack said with a cold smile, though his blue eyes were hard. "Thanks for the offer, I'll think it over."