I Happen To Like Psychopaths
Oct. 8th, 2012 06:46 pm"Jarvis, lights."
But Tony is not asleep. He's still attached by knives in each hand like a technological Christ on the top of the building. He hears the crash, the thunder. He sees the skies opening up to douse the flames. And there, framed by a halo of light--
"Why are you always the first person I see?" he asks, frowning up at the Thunderer. "Seriously, where's Widow?"
But Tony is not asleep. He's still attached by knives in each hand like a technological Christ on the top of the building. He hears the crash, the thunder. He sees the skies opening up to douse the flames. And there, framed by a halo of light--
"Why are you always the first person I see?" he asks, frowning up at the Thunderer. "Seriously, where's Widow?"
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Date: 2012-10-11 07:13 pm (UTC)With her handling the company and Rogers handling Stark, he was made obsolete. His duties were overridden and he was at the point of uselessness.
So he scribbled down a phone number, stole Starks phone and left. Of course that did mean all the power in this place shut down as he left but he didn't want to spend the rest of his life obsolete. If Tony wanted him, he could call him.
Until then, he was probably going to check out that strip club again.
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Date: 2012-10-11 08:16 pm (UTC)There's no answer. He's grumpy. He needs another shot of something in his hands.
When there's no answer, he calls again, lifting his head from Steve's lap. "Jarvis?! Shit."
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Date: 2012-10-11 08:30 pm (UTC)But Rogers took care of Stark, Pepper took care of the company and he could easily build something to do his job. He wasn't needed.
Which is why he didn't get back till one in the morning. Very drunk, missing his jacket and covered in shiny glitter. Oh yes, he definitely liked that place.