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imafuturist) wrote2016-09-18 11:40 am
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Lab Beneath Stark Industries, Sunday Afternoon
The War Machine armor had taken a significant enough hit in a fight that Rhodey wasn't able to patch it up on his own. Which was annoying on a few levels for Tony. One, that Rhodey could have gotten hurt. Another that Tony should have been there to help him.
Tony made a face, rereading the assessment of the damage for a third time before starting to get some tools together.
"JARVIS, has the lab in East Village been touched?"
"No, sir. Shall I inform Lieutenant colonel Rhodes of your plan?"
Tony grinned up at the ceiling. "You know me so well, sweetheart. Tell him I'll be there within the hour. Help him shake any tails if you'd be so kind."
[Expecting one, but open before!]
Tony made a face, rereading the assessment of the damage for a third time before starting to get some tools together.
"JARVIS, has the lab in East Village been touched?"
"No, sir. Shall I inform Lieutenant colonel Rhodes of your plan?"
Tony grinned up at the ceiling. "You know me so well, sweetheart. Tell him I'll be there within the hour. Help him shake any tails if you'd be so kind."
[Expecting one, but open before!]
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That's what happens when you've just accepted that your best friend's AI might give you a call to beat someone up once said best friend is removed from the timeline because of science.
"Hopefully Tony isn't giving you too bad an idea of what technology is actually like now. He gets... a little over excited."
He said this while the man in question was making sad, soothing noises at the armor as he worked.
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"Dunno about that, really," Bucky replied with a shrug. "But it is all pretty interesting."
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"Always is around Tony," Rhodey said with a laugh.