New York City, New York - Tuesday Night

Aug 16, 2011 16:51

There was nothing at all wrong with taking the suit out for testing after spending far too long as a colt. In New York. While listening in on the police channels just in case there was some sort of crime that could require his attention.

It wasn't like he was looking for trouble, after all. What Mr. Rogers didn't know couldn't hurt him, right? Just hurt Tony. So, when a call came in from the area he was currently hovering about a bank robbery, it was all just a coincidence. That happened to people all the time.

Really.

After zeroing in on the location, Tony landed with the grace of having practiced it way, way too much. He wasn't going to look like a moron in front of his public, thank you.

The cops stared in awe, proving he accomplished his goal. "Iron Man."

"Is anyone hurt?" Tony asked, scanning the entrance to the bank for any damage or sign of the robbers. "What happened?"

"Just a guy in a weird suit," one of the cops said, not at all giving Iron Man a side look in case that offended. Because. Well. "He kept disappearing, then reappearing. Then he burned a hole through the vault door. I didn't even see him do it!"

Hey now, Tony's suit was amazing. But that sounded interesting too.

"Disappeared? Where is he now?"

Speak of the devil...

"Iron Man," something human shaped said as it stepped out of the bank. It was hard to discern more with the naked eye considering how brightly he was glowing. "If you knew what was good for you, you'd start runnin'."

Fortunately, the suit was already running though diagnostics on the technology at play. "Neat trick," Tony drawled, head tilted to the side to show a casual disinterest. "Where'd you get that suit?"

"Jealous?"

Um. What?

"Are you aware that you're leaking energy?" Tony went with after a moment of confusion. "That's usually not very good for you. Surrender now and I'll make sure you get medical help."

Maybe mental health. Guy clearly wasn't all there upstairs if you asked Tony. The poster child for the emotionally secure individual.

"No, I don't think I'll be surrendering," the man replied like the creeper he was.

Tony tensed for a fight before one of the cops took the initiative to shoot at the bank robber. But, before the crack of the gunshot even registered, the light blurred and he was gone. Only to blur back into existence to the side of the cop, knocking him out with one well delivered hit. The second cop on scene was quickly dispatched in the same manner.

So, the guy wanted privacy. Or something.

"Impressed?" he asked, solidifying in front of Iron Man.

"...I guess?" Tony ventured slowly. Because this was just too weird even for his life right about now.

"I'm the Living Laser now, Iron Man." Okay, that was a horrible name. "And I'm unstoppable. The next time this thing gets fired--"

Tony sighed, charging the uni-beam up once with enough energy to concuss the man before firing. He so wasn't in the mood to listen to a villainous speech, okay?

Walking over to the crumpled form of the man, Tony yanked the device he'd been using off his chest to examine it closer. "You have the ability to turn into a laser and the best you can come up with is robbing a bank? That's... sad."

A closer scan brought his attention to the device being a familiar style of engineering. A very familiar style. This thing had been one of his father's projects before he'd died.

Sirens registered in the background, causing Tony to tighten his grip on the device, tight enough to crunch metal before he shot back up into the sky. He'd look into this at the lab.

[[NFB due to distance! Oh my canon.]]

new york, no one must tell mr. rogers, stark tech is not for evil, capslock tony rage, heroing for dumbies, my suit is awesome

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