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[drank]

Uh— hey? No. Seriously, don't ask me about this crap. Just because I'm your "fandom flagship"— [ and, yes, that comes complete with airquotes ] —or whatever doesn't mean that I want to weigh in, or that you, y'know, in the immortal words of the Beatles, get to turn to me in times of trouble. Especially not when it comes to that Star Wars meets Saturday morning breakfast cartoons part of the whole dealio. I mean, you don't even like having me around, so what are you gonna go and invite the party for? Besides, I take up plenty of room on my own. Or rather, me, and the — what is it now, like, three? four? — other guys you keep up here. Party numbers already.

—See? Do a little serious thinking, get it all out of your head.

[ He holds up a warning finger. ] Not even the old one, the one with the crags. Don't even think about it.

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[domesticapproach]

Well now I'm all sorts of curious. Intentional vagueness just- [ She clicks her tongue, quite approvingly. ] -gets me right there.

[drank]

I'm trying to save the management a little embarrassment, but I mean, I got rustled out here, so— you win some, you lose some.

[domesticapproach]

Over what? Getting ... more company?

[drank]

Yep. Hit the nail on the head.

Went to go see the movie with the thunder god, came back antsy. Who's surprised?

[domesticapproach]

So they want the God of Thunder t'join the cast an' crew, basically? You seem like a Leading Man type... What; feelin' a bit threatened?

[ You have no idea how hard I had to resist writing Leading Lady ]

[sdrawkcab]

[ . . .




That's it, that's the tag. ]

[drank]

[ Immediately: ] This is your fault.

Albeit indirectly.

[sdrawkcab]

[ In an accent that is, maybe, purposefully bad, as in, 'hungry Transylvanian vampire' bad: ]

Ah know nofink.

[drank]

One, this isn't Game of Thrones, and two, you need to work on that accent.

[sdrawkcab]

[ Now she's doing spirit fingers. ]

The last Stark in Winterfeeeeeell.

[drank]

Have you been talking to Rhodey? Because he has been all over those Stark jokes. Mostly about how they keep making stupid decisions and then dying.

[desk]

I'm sorry about him.

[ Her head is tipped up. Because she is talking to upper management. Not you, Tony. ]

[drank]

[ oh HOLD UP THE FUN BUS ]

Are— are you bypassing me? In my own post?

[desk]

[ Yes. This is D_M don't think she doesn't see those brackets. ]

You come with a warning label, Tony. Sometimes people need the reminder.

[drank]

[ :I!!! ]

Pep— honey? There are serial killers up here. I am not — and I realize I may be Walter White-ing, here — the danger.

[desk]

[ . . . ]

That doesn't give you a free pass for all of this.

[ She's not mad, Tony, she's just keeping you in check before you wreck urself. ]

[drank]

It gets me at least a half pass.

[ um excuse u he's the unwreckable man ]

[incrediblebanner]

I don't remember a warning label.

[Why did no one warn her. ._.]

threadjack?

[greenscientist]

[small wave to get her attention] Small print, under the left boot on the suit. Not the easiest thing to find.

[incrediblebanner]

Does that legally count as a warning?

[greenscientist]

Probably not. Though I wouldn't be the one to ask about legal technicalities.

[incrediblebanner]

I don't think they're supposed to be that hidden...

[greenscientist]

[rubbing his chin thoughtfully]

What would you suggest?

...a streaming banner he can trail behind him?

[Are they really having this conversation? Maybe it's pick-on-tony day.]

[incrediblebanner]

Just a warning-label shirt would probably be enough.

[greenscientist]

[points]

That, he might go for.

[Tony seems fond of Black Sabbath t-shirts, wearing a shirt that warns people about him might be funny enough for him to try it.]

[drank]

[ Loudly: ] My Black Sabbath shirts are not worn in irony.

[greenscientist]

[Oh, heard that did you?]

How about a shirt that says something like...

"I am Tony Stark" on the front and on the back "You have been warned."?

[drank]

Look, I am telling you: the warning label? Unnecessary. It's fine.

[greenscientist]

[that might be a smile, it might be a worried look...it's hard to tell with Bruce]

They say good help is hard to find...I'm guessing mun problems?

[drank]

It's always mun problems, isn't it?

[greenscientist]

They do seem to be prevalent here. [Preaching to the choir. Bad enough to have the other guy in your head when Bruce is actually inside someone ELSES head.]