[Thread] How I know your face
Characters: OU!Tony Stark, AU!Persephone
Where: Ast-Tessera
When: Mind erase plot
Summary: Persephone has no idea what the heck is going and invites Tony over to hang out. Because that's what you do when you can't remember stuff. Hang out. Heck yeah.
Warnings: Shenanigans?
( All the ways you move )
Where: Ast-Tessera
When: Mind erase plot
Summary: Persephone has no idea what the heck is going and invites Tony over to hang out. Because that's what you do when you can't remember stuff. Hang out. Heck yeah.
Warnings: Shenanigans?
( All the ways you move )
His right hand and wrist was covered in what could only have been the gauntlet of Iron Man's armor. Beneath the stylish suit he wore the device was hooked up to the Arc reactor at his chest. He was in a lined overcoat, too, for the weather. It was a stylish trench coat. If the colors had been right he might could have passed for a double in the Matrix. It was almost rather sad.
That all aside, Stark made his way to Persephone fairly quickly. Despite the recent events (battling with Finitevus not too long ago, hearing his roommates room had been plundered, and the upcoming show-down with Belldandy he was waiting impatiently for) he seemed relatively calm and cool. He had been quite happy, too, thanks to a little ( ... )
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Rolling over, she waved a little to her friend and offered a quick smile before sitting up completely. She wanted to say something, but there didn't seem to be much point in it -- Tony probably wouldn't understand anyway.
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Uh-oh. Teenage angst. Sooo totally not Tony's strong point. He wondered how he had been at that age and--promptly decided not to go there. Shiver.
He returned her smile with a flashing, brilliant one of his own. It was genuine, at least, despite how practiced it looked out of habit. He walked over and sat down on the opposite side of the couch from her, turned slightly so he could look at her. His head was cocked slightly to the side as he gazed at her.
"...Think you could try speaking in this language now, or is it beyond you yet?"
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This was going to get old fast, Persephone could already tell. Other than the annoyance on her face, though, the girl looked fine, at least physically.
(("What do you think?"))
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That was a plus though. Tony glanced over her only briefly and was satisfied that she appeared undamaged to the naked eye. Of course, in the long run that didn't necessarily mean much but it made him feel a little better anyway and he relaxed slightly without realizing that he hadn't been completely so in the first place.
After a moment he reached forward though and made as if to touch the back of her head, just to check, but he paused and gave her a questioning look before committing to the action. "May I...?"
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"Είναι κάτι?"
(("Is something there?"))
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"Looks fine--and I didn't feel anything either," he said out loud, in general speaking to both her and himself even if he couldn't understand her words. Somehow some of the meaning got to him anyway. It was an obvious question after all, right?
"I don't know what that means," he said a second later with a shrug. His eyes searched hers as they sought out some answer to all of this. Memory loss? From what exactly, then, if not a wicked bump to the head?
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"Έτσι υπάρχει τίποτε το μεμπτό το κεφάλι μου?" she inquired softly with some hope.
(("So there's nothing wrong with my head?"))
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"I don't know what's wrong, exactly--but your head is just fine as far as I can tell. I mean, there was nothing there visibly and I didn't feel anything. If you did hit your head it wasn't hard enough to cause any damage." Pause. "You're fine. You'll be fine. Whatever else is going on will sort itself out in due time, I'm sure of it."
Okay, not the best of little speeches but--hey, he tried. He also gave her one of his most charming, winning, warm smiles he could muster up and flashed it her way.
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She mimicked his smile, albeit shakily. The more she searched her memory, the more gaps she was finding, just little ones. The names of her parents, for instance. What were they? Nocturne had said his friend was suffering from memory loss, others mentioned general Econtra chaos. Maybe this was part of it? But then, what could have caused it?
Persephone shrugged, hugging a pillow to her chest. Her tone was tired, a touch frightened, but she was fighting it. "Εσείς Ca δεν καταλαβαίνουν. Δεν πιστεύω ότι τα πράγματα είναι ωραία, πράγματι. Αλλά, χάρη για την προσπάθεια?"
(("You can't understand me. I don't think things are fine, actually. But thanks for trying?"))
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He shook his head with a wry smirk at his own thoughts. Sad, really.
He glanced back at Persephone then and decided to give her a grim nod. He figured it was as good a reply as any, because he probably wouldn't have had one if he knew what she was saying anyway. Odd how his response fitted practically perfectly anyway. It just seemed the right thing to do. That, and sigh. Which he then did, slumping back into the couch to sit forlornly with his friend.
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The once-goddess curled up on tightly on her end of the couch with a muffled sob, face pressed to her knees. What Persephone really wanted to do right now was cry or scream herself hoarse and hope that made things better, but she knew any effort on that front would be in vain. It would only aggravate the situation, make it all the worse.
But pretending for a little while wouldn't hurt, would it? She hoped, anyway, as tears leaked from her eyes.
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He scooted closer and leaned over to wrap one arm around her and pat her on the back comfortingly. This was not his strong suit.
"Hey... it's not that bad! I mean, it could be much worse. And it will get better... This is Econtra. Stuff like this always happens--and then it always unhappens." He chuckled lightly, a forced effort.
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