Room 308, Tuesday Afternoon
Having a slightly less than legal eye on Stark International's systems meant Tony stayed aware of the things Stane got up to. But it wasn't a perfect system, unfortunately. Like today as he listened in on the board meeting where they were discussing the newest acquisition to the Stark name.
It really would have been funny in another life, but not right not. They had the stolen schematics. His waiting for The Ghost to resurface had been for nothing now.
"Are you sure this is legal?" one of the board members asked.
Tony liked to think he could hear that smug grin Stane no doubt had. "We've had our lawyers look onto that," he said. "Since Iron Man never patented the designs, they're fair game for us to take."
Tony very carefully took deep, calming breaths, hands on the sides of the computer screen as though to keep himself upright. Then, very maturely, cracked said screen as he slammed it shut.
Wow. Way to handle stress in a healthy fashion, Tony.
[[Post open, what Tony was watching NFB!]]
It really would have been funny in another life, but not right not. They had the stolen schematics. His waiting for The Ghost to resurface had been for nothing now.
"Are you sure this is legal?" one of the board members asked.
Tony liked to think he could hear that smug grin Stane no doubt had. "We've had our lawyers look onto that," he said. "Since Iron Man never patented the designs, they're fair game for us to take."
Tony very carefully took deep, calming breaths, hands on the sides of the computer screen as though to keep himself upright. Then, very maturely, cracked said screen as he slammed it shut.
Wow. Way to handle stress in a healthy fashion, Tony.
[[Post open, what Tony was watching NFB!]]