imafuturist: (the shit you saying?)
imafuturist ([personal profile] imafuturist) wrote2016-07-09 06:54 am

Apartment Above Stark Industries, Saturday Morning

Tony woke up to an ungodly cacophony that pretty much only he could hear. Data streams, stray satellite feeds, basic tech in the house...

He made a small noise of pain, shoving the heels of his hands against his eyes like that might help, and went through a mantra of 'make it stop, make it stop' inside his head, not hearing the concerned:

"Sir? Sir, you are overloading the local processo--"

Until everything just... suddenly stopped. And he was able to look around what seemed to be a living room without any pain. Because of course he'd passed out on the couch last night rather than his perfectly ergonomic bed. Not that he even knew about said bed at the moment, but still.

"What just happened?" he asked himself quietly. Or maybe he was asking the voice. There'd been a voice, right?

Come Monday, JARVIS was so not going to be a happy camper about being forced into blackout mode by a panicked technopath. Words would be had on the subject, Stark!

[open yesss]
fjordicswagger: (tamsin: not very happy)

[personal profile] fjordicswagger 2016-07-09 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm gonna go stand by the boat," Tamsin informed him. "I'll see you there!"

She turned her phone off.

Of course, she had no idea what Tony looked like.
fjordicswagger: (tamsin: heeee)

[personal profile] fjordicswagger 2016-07-09 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
He was greeted with silence.

Well, for half a minute or so.

Then a mildly perturbed, "Tony? Tony!" Beat. "I know how to swim!"
fjordicswagger: (tamsin: heeee)

[personal profile] fjordicswagger 2016-07-09 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Because she was currently out of memories and her Valkyrie 'new life' mechanisms had sprung on? Probably.

But there she was, swimming in the water not far from the ship.

Or rather, treading water while she gave him the thumbs up.
fjordicswagger: (tamsin: really?)

[personal profile] fjordicswagger 2016-07-09 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Tamsin took his hand, pushing herself up onto the pier. "Nice to re-meet you," she said, pulling on her shirt to get the water out. "I wonder how we met the first time."