First Meetings
Who: Iron Man & Captain America
What: On patrol.
Where: LA.
It was a remarkably still night. Cloudless, and the evening had drawn to a point where the brighter stars shone out clearly to the naked eye. Tony parted the air at a slow speed, mindful of the city below him, lit up like a thousand LEDs of a thousand different colors that blurred into smears of light as he passed. He skirted low to the tops of the buildings, repulsors on 30% of full power as readout upon readout popped up blue in his periphery, relating snippets various news sources and general suit homeostasis. Coasting, he blew past the US Bank Tower.
Now that people knew who was behind the mask, it was less of a hassle to keep out of sight, but he needed to maintain somewhat of a low profile if he was gonna do this 'patrol' thing right. Usually Tony just went straight from home base to the issue source, but as Pepper was a total nag, she'd told him to look out for the little guys back a home a little more than just running off and taking care of the blowhards in Iraq, or something. He hadn't really listened that hard. Responsibility, blah blah blah, he got it.
"Sir," Jarvis alerted him, "there seems to be a disturbance up ahead."
Tony's eyes caught the visual and he frowned, angling towards the ground as Jarvis cut repulsor power enough to land quietly. Well, as quietly as heavy titanium alloy can, which, now that Tony thought about it, wasn't exactly the most subtle of entrances.
"Hey!" He said, and then stopped in disbelief at the situation made itself more aware.
What: On patrol.
Where: LA.
It was a remarkably still night. Cloudless, and the evening had drawn to a point where the brighter stars shone out clearly to the naked eye. Tony parted the air at a slow speed, mindful of the city below him, lit up like a thousand LEDs of a thousand different colors that blurred into smears of light as he passed. He skirted low to the tops of the buildings, repulsors on 30% of full power as readout upon readout popped up blue in his periphery, relating snippets various news sources and general suit homeostasis. Coasting, he blew past the US Bank Tower.
Now that people knew who was behind the mask, it was less of a hassle to keep out of sight, but he needed to maintain somewhat of a low profile if he was gonna do this 'patrol' thing right. Usually Tony just went straight from home base to the issue source, but as Pepper was a total nag, she'd told him to look out for the little guys back a home a little more than just running off and taking care of the blowhards in Iraq, or something. He hadn't really listened that hard. Responsibility, blah blah blah, he got it.
"Sir," Jarvis alerted him, "there seems to be a disturbance up ahead."
Tony's eyes caught the visual and he frowned, angling towards the ground as Jarvis cut repulsor power enough to land quietly. Well, as quietly as heavy titanium alloy can, which, now that Tony thought about it, wasn't exactly the most subtle of entrances.
"Hey!" He said, and then stopped in disbelief at the situation made itself more aware.