[Well, MCU Tony does manage to get one suit of armor into a briefcase, but that isn't completely automated like Tony's backpack. The armor is getting put away again as soon as he's landed and handed the clothing over, and then his attention is on the sky as Bruce changes.]
Trying to fight crime while not missing any school helps you figure out how to be fast with errands.
[can't help a small chuckle] Fighting crime while in school. I'm sorry Tony, but it just seems... strange. Not the fighting crime, but being in school.
Hey, I didn't want to do it. It was in dad's will that I go for a few years to get more people skills or something, and at the time we all thought he was dead, so there I was. And I was still trying to keep a secret identity at the time.
(bruce as surrogate!father to tony. why is that image so adorb?)
Looking back on it, I'm glad I did it, even if it gave me a ton of trouble the last two years. Even if most of the stuff there was way below my level academically.
(somehow, this needs to happen, I'm just not sure how)
[small mouth quirk] Graduated college pretty young, left me pretty out of it how to interact with people. [the whole accident and destroying things didn't help later in life]
Your father's done well for you.
(i can't think of how either, and that makes me sad)
I spent most of my time growing up with pretty much full access to the Stark International building, I knew basically everyone there by name... I'd say my people skills were already pretty great, but I guess I didn't know much about being a normal kid.
[That last bit catches Tony a bit by surprise. He looks almost embarrassed.]
He did his best. Can't say I can complain about it.
(it could happen in our journals under a sort of private RP?)
There's a difference in being your age and knowing people, trust me. I don't think I was ever a kid. [not with his father, at least, murdering psycho scum]
Don't, and keep that in mind. The Stark I know, and knew, were great men.
(it could, though i'm a bit shy doing private rp with people i don't know haha /)_(\ )
Uh, my dad, technically. I mentioned his will and stuff, right? But it turns out he hadn't been killed, just abducted by some jerk who decided he needed his help trying to get his hands on some all-powerful high tech alien rings. He only got back fairly recently. Before that I was living with one of my best friends, his mom was made my legal guardian.
[Though depending on when exactly he's played from, knowledge of his dad not being quite as dead as the world thought isn't always there.]
[another of those small smiles] Do it, while you have the time. And.. go look up the Bruce Banner of your universe. I bet he could use someone like you.
Not sure exactly. I'd heard about him from dad's files and the like, but never looked up his age. Old enough to have worked with my dad in the past. I didn't actually meet him at all the first time I met the Hulk.
He was being chased by a group called A.I.M.: the Advanced Idea Mechanics. Basically an evil genius think tank. They had some tech that they wanted to use to control him, so they were luring him into a trap. Buuuut I kind of ended up getting the tech set on my Hulkbuster armor, which basically turned me into a mindcontrolled zombie inside there. Pepper and Rhodey managed to convince him and this kid he was with to help.
Long story short, he beat the heck out of me inside that armor until Pepper managed to remind him to actually go for the controller disk attached to the front of my helmet. Then he and the kid left, to keep from being tracked down again.
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Trying to fight crime while not missing any school helps you figure out how to be fast with errands.
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(bruce as surrogate!father to tony. why is that image so adorb?)
(oh my goodness, it really is.)
(somehow, this needs to happen, I'm just not sure how)
Your father's done well for you.
(i can't think of how either, and that makes me sad)
[That last bit catches Tony a bit by surprise. He looks almost embarrassed.]
He did his best. Can't say I can complain about it.
(it could happen in our journals under a sort of private RP?)
Don't, and keep that in mind. The Stark I know, and knew, were great men.
(it could, though i'm a bit shy doing private rp with people i don't know haha /)_(\ )
[Of course he's making jokes.]
Well, my dad's a pretty great man, I know that much. Don't know so much about myself yet.
(I'm sorry I didn't mean to push! ; ; )
(it's okay!! i just get nervous i'll scare someone off somehow if i don't know them u_u)
I'll do my best, but I can't make any promises.
(nooo you are adorable!)
(ahh thank you! i wouldn't mind giving the private stuff a try if we figure out how it'd work c: )
[Though depending on when exactly he's played from, knowledge of his dad not being quite as dead as the world thought isn't always there.]
(do you has AIM? plurk?)
(i've got AIM! i'll pm you my name on there)
(name obtained!)
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We've met a few times, but it's mostly been... well, the big guy. I think I'll have to try and talk to him properly sometime now.
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Long story short, he beat the heck out of me inside that armor until Pepper managed to remind him to actually go for the controller disk attached to the front of my helmet. Then he and the kid left, to keep from being tracked down again.
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