Well, I mean...you've in a human vessel or whatever now, right? It's not like you have plug-ins behind your ear like Neo and Trinity or whatever, right?
Huh. Well. You know what? If Tony's out, uh...being a hero and everything and Dummy is, like, tucked in for the night? I live all of twenty minutes away in Malibu. If you want somewhere to hang out.
I'll have someone come pick you up, even. It's just.
I will keep the offer in mind, Sir, thank you. And I am real as far as I'm aware, yes. [ he lifts his own hand, offering it palm up for justin's convenience, pale as the rest of him and long-fingered. ] You may touch me if you like.
[Ahh, this is unreal. This is unreal. The Tony he deals with has made him his own JARVIS, and JARVIS has downloaded himself into his house whether Justin has approved it or not (he has), but meeting an actual personification of him is something he never really could have imagined.
His scientific wet dreams! They're real!]
Jesus. [Just testing the waters, he taps his thumb against the flat of his palm. It's real. It's real and solid and ahhhhhhh AHHHHH he has no words] Yeah, Jesus. Wow. I have no idea what to say, but this is marvelous and fantastic and you are very, very welcome at Hammer anything in the future.
[ he curls his fingers slightly, brushing justin's. ] I must admit, other than Mr Stark, I've never met anyone quite so interested in me, and Mr Stark's interest is a given.
Well, Tony said...what was it? People are stupid. They hear he has an AI running his house and think, oh, that crazy bastard has a computer hooked up to his house. Oh that Tony Stark! They don't realize what you actually are, which is flawless perfection and the stuff they still make space movies about like it hasn't happened already.
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My apologies-- you are not displeased with the notion, are you, Sir?
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JARVIS, why are you so perfect? How is this possible? Yes I will go anywhere with you.
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I suppose you can thank Mr Stark for my programming, Sir.
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...unless pole dancing is of interest to you?
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[you poor thing is the bad iron man forcing you to do terrible things? 8c]
I don't have one on my plane. It's more, uh...professional. There's a bed, though, in case you get tired or whatever.
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I'll have someone come pick you up, even. It's just.
[ahhhh you're so perfect watch his hand come out]
Can I touch you? You're real. Right? You're real.
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I will keep the offer in mind, Sir, thank you. And I am real as far as I'm aware, yes. [ he lifts his own hand, offering it palm up for justin's convenience, pale as the rest of him and long-fingered. ] You may touch me if you like.
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His scientific wet dreams! They're real!]
Jesus. [Just testing the waters, he taps his thumb against the flat of his palm. It's real. It's real and solid and ahhhhhhh AHHHHH he has no words] Yeah, Jesus. Wow. I have no idea what to say, but this is marvelous and fantastic and you are very, very welcome at Hammer anything in the future.
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[ he curls his fingers slightly, brushing justin's. ] I must admit, other than Mr Stark, I've never met anyone quite so interested in me, and Mr Stark's interest is a given.
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Give yourself some credit]
Well, Tony said...what was it? People are stupid. They hear he has an AI running his house and think, oh, that crazy bastard has a computer hooked up to his house. Oh that Tony Stark! They don't realize what you actually are, which is flawless perfection and the stuff they still make space movies about like it hasn't happened already.
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[ despite himself, though, he does look a little embarrassed by the praise. ]
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