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imafuturist) wrote2017-08-05 08:28 am
imafuturist) wrote2017-08-05 08:28 am
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Apartment Above Stark Industries, Saturday Morning
So, a hurricane was set to come through. That was a perfectly normal thing that happened without bringing the weirdness of the island into it. It had almost been refreshing to hear about even.
Which meant Tony had been perfectly content to wait it out in his apartment with a large supply of coffee and food that could be microwaved.
What he did not expect was a shark crashing in through the windows to flail about in his living room where he'd been enjoying a nice cup of coffee. That was not on the radar of things that would be happening to him today.
"Have I pissed off Namor recently?" he asked JARVIS, raising his voice to get it over the storm outside and the shark's aggressive flailing that was destroying his furniture.
"Not to my knowledge, sir"
"Huh." Tony sighed and had seriously reconsider all his life choices right now.
[I just wanted to make a Namor joke. Open, though!]
Which meant Tony had been perfectly content to wait it out in his apartment with a large supply of coffee and food that could be microwaved.
What he did not expect was a shark crashing in through the windows to flail about in his living room where he'd been enjoying a nice cup of coffee. That was not on the radar of things that would be happening to him today.
"Have I pissed off Namor recently?" he asked JARVIS, raising his voice to get it over the storm outside and the shark's aggressive flailing that was destroying his furniture.
"Not to my knowledge, sir"
"Huh." Tony sighed and had seriously reconsider all his life choices right now.
[I just wanted to make a Namor joke. Open, though!]