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[mekosuchinae]

This is all I have to show for today:

The blinds were turned down over the windows, each lamp in the room off. Tony sat at his desk in this self-imposed state of darkness, his eyes closed to the world around him. Very slowly he rolled a cool glass across his forehead, the contents of the glass swirling brightly with each quarter turn. Ice, of course. Scotch, of course. Pepper suppressed a sigh.

Ha ha! Productive. Would you guys totally hate me if I put off completing the rest of the responses for the time being? Like, I'm definitely going to finish them - and for the first time in probably my entire life, I think there's a good chance I actually will finish something I started - but oh. Oh, man. I need to start on that Edwardian-esque steampunk AU (working title: The Man With the Clockwork Heart or, The Curious Case of Virginia Potts) before my brain explodes.