Nine Explosions [Voice // Action in front of City Solutions]

[idmakeitaweek]

Ah so this is like Stark Expo a bit.

Or a press conference.

In any case, I'll be out in front of City Solutions giving demonstrations with the suit--it's not entirely finished yet--taking pictures and signing autographs.

[It's obvious by his voice, he's enjoying this far too much]

[Private to Miss Rushman]We might want to look into hiring

Comments

Voice

[disregard_death]

Oi, Tony? Would ye have time to give an interview?

Re: Voice

[idmakeitaweek]

Of course! We did talk about that after all. Would you like to conduct it in my office or over the network?

Voice

[disregard_death]

Do you have time for me to swing by this week? I prefer to interview in person. Makes for a better story.

Re: Voice

[idmakeitaweek]

Of course. Give me a moment. [He confers with JARVIS for a moment then comes up with a time which he gives to Keats] Will that work for you?

Voice

[disregard_death]

Absolutely. I'll ring you up then.

(ooc: If you want to start the action, I can tag after class tonight)

[Action]

[idmakeitaweek]

[Tony is in his lab. He's left instructions for Miss Rushman to bring Keats down to the lab. He wants him to be able to see some of the things he's working on.]

[ooc: Go ahead and handwave Natasha bringing Keats downstairs and letting him in]

[Action]

[disregard_death]

Keats smiled at Natasha and thanked her again before wandering around the lab. This place reminded him of some of Solomon's vast research. He wondered if he should speak to his primary employer about Stark's company. They could prove invaluable as allies.

However, his secondary work was helping Penny catalog the City's people. Tony would make for a wonderful first expose.

"Thanks for the hospitality, Mr Stark." Keats wandered more, extremely interested by everything that blinked.

Re: [Action]

[idmakeitaweek]

Tony doesn't look up from the welding he's doing when Keats walks in. He finishes up then puts aside the welder and slides his glasses off. "You're welcome. I figured this would be a much more interesting place to meet than my office."

He grabs a rolling chair and slides it over then takes a seat on a high stool. "Have a seat."

[Action]

[disregard_death]

Keats catches the chair without looking in a graceful sort of move that doesn't quite fit with a writer's carriage. "Do ye mind if I wander about a bit while we talk?"

The whole of the labs was amazing. Keats found himself struck with the prettiness of everything. "What got you so interested in machines?"

Re: [Action]

[idmakeitaweek]

Because of his 'hobby', Tony notices things like this. He knows people aren't always what they seem to be. He raises an eyebrow at Keats but nods. "Wander all you like. Ask before you touch. Some of it is more delicate and volatile than others."

He crosses his arms over his chest, thinking about Keats' question. "My father. He worked primarily with weapons but he was an engineer at heart. He loved models. It was something we'd play with together when I was very young." He pauses and then begins to pepper his answer with the little facts about his childhood that in general reporters eat up. "I built my first circuit board when I was four and my first engine when I was six."

Re: [Action]

[disregard_death]

Keats is one of those people. He prefers to talk about others so he doesn't have to bring up his own little quirks. Makes him a fine reporter, not so good when you want to get the scoop on him. He was also insatiably curious and this was a goldmine of interest. Levers, switches, and things that beeped.

"Yer father a bit of a task master then? Most kids aren't so focused when they are wee."

Re: [Action]

[idmakeitaweek]

"I wouldn't call him a task master," Tony answers, watching as Keats explores but not interfering. "He did push me to reach my full potential but I'm a genius and I was--am curious. He didn't have to push too hard."

Re: [Action]

[disregard_death]

"I understand curiosity, all too well. Mine tended to get me into trouble." Keats tucked his hands behind his back. "You know, ye may want to get in touch with Solomon. I think you'd get a kick out of each other."

He wandered around, sharp eyes taking in the dials and everything. Electronics eluded him at even the best of times. "Was your mother as intelligent as you and your father?"

To form the first paragraph of his report, Keats needed some sort of sense as to how Tony felt about them. Thus far it was rather basic. "Did they get on well?"

Re: [Action]

[idmakeitaweek]

"Really? I'll have to see if I can contact him. Does he share some of my interests?"

Tony only pauses slightly before answering Keats question. It's not because he's uncertain but because he wants to make certain he expresses it well. "My father was without doubt a genius. Recently when perusing some of his old work I found that twenty odd years later, he can still take me to school on things. My mother was charming, beautiful...everyone adored her; including my father. As far as I could tell, they got along as well as any married couple does. They loved each other I'm certain. They both died in a car accident when I was twenty-one."

Re: [Action]

[disregard_death]

"I'd say that he does. I could give you his contact information if you like. Sol works on investigating the workings of the city, you see. Trying to get an understanding."

Keats thought then about Tony. The loss of his parents had to be difficult. It was understandable that he throw himself into work that could divert his attentions. He was old enough to burn his own path and young enough to have the world open to him.

"Would you say that Stark Enterprises is a homage then, a marriage maybe of your father's intellect and your mother's charm?" Keats had prowled about the workshop quite enough and settled onto a desk.

Re: [Action]

[idmakeitaweek]

"I'd appreciate that," Tony nods at the offer of Sol's contact information.

"In that case, I think I'd be the homage," he chuckles. "In a way you're on the right track. Stark Industries is a company my father started decades ago. When he died I knew I needed to keep the company going for both of their memories."