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imafuturist) wrote2016-07-09 06:54 am
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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]
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]
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"We could try to figure it out together," Tony ventured. "If I can find you."
Hey, was that water coming up?
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She turned her phone off.
Of course, she had no idea what Tony looked like.
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Tony swore under his breath and started to jog in the direction of the water. And hey, he was doing pretty good at that! Weird. Almost like he ran sometimes.
"Tamsin?" Why was he whispering? He tried that shit again only louder. "Tamsin?"
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Well, for half a minute or so.
Then a mildly perturbed, "Tony? Tony!" Beat. "I know how to swim!"
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TAMSIN, WHY?
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But there she was, swimming in the water not far from the ship.
Or rather, treading water while she gave him the thumbs up.
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That was an awful joke.