Lab Under Stark Industries, Wednesday Morning

[imafuturist]

Tony had a day to himself, quietly working on his armor. It was so quiet that all his experience with the Avengers told him that something bad was bound to happen.

Of course, he'd had that feeling for most of last week too. So.

"Sir, there is a breach in the security systems," JARVIS finally said, letting that other shoe drop.

Tony looked up from his work on a gauntlet to frown at where a holographic projection pulsed like an alarm. "What are they doing?"

"Attempting to gain access to communications syste--"

"Jarvis?"

[For one!]

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[toosmart4zin.livejournal.com]

"The one that saved the world by disabling a nuclear missile aimed for the United States? That President?"

Sigh.

"...Whatever, it's not important. I'm trying to access the ship's systems right now and I need your help. Or at least your processing power."

At least Tony's setup was shiny.

[imafuturist]

"Different universe," he replied dismissively. "JARVIS will help. Just give me a minute to get him out from under the intrusion into my network."

Hint hint.

[toosmart4zin.livejournal.com]

"Seriously, you're letting an AI manage your systems? Are you trying to start the robot uprising?"

Kinzie let out an irritable sigh. "I'll be back in a second."

Her presence abruptly blinked out of Tony's system.

[imafuturist]

"-ems. My apologies, sir."

Tony breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't worry about it, babe. Let's get started on our new alien friends."

[toosmart4zin.livejournal.com]

Back in Washington, DC, Kinzie sat back in her seat. "Stupid high-ego code-jockeys," she muttered. She punched in a few more lines of code. "Whatever, I'll just grab the listserv and go from there. Maybe SOMEONE on that island isn't a total condescending asshole."

... to be fair, she was also kind of a condescending asshole.