Muli-Pups: Part of this RP-age

[mitanarchist]

Collins is hunched over a laptop, working on something. Every so often, he turns from the screen to cough. A small cup with assorted medications appears. "All right, I get your point," he grumbles to the ceiling before downing the meds.

James peers over Collins' shoulders. "What precisely is this?" He may be the first wizard to learn how to hack

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[has_a_heart]

He can't help it. In walking by, Tony glances over Collins' shoulder and whistles. "That's dangerous right there." Possibly it says something that he can read the code at a glance.

[mitanarchist]

"It'll save a bunch of people untold heartache later on." He at least uses dangerous ideas constructively. Collins looks up and gives Tony a measured glance.

[has_a_heart]

"Well, I could see the way to that." Tony regards the code for a moment. "Just about anything can be good or bad, depending on whose hands it is in." He returns Collins' measured glance thoughtfully.

[mitanarchist]

"It's dangerous to bank futures on hypothetical revenue," Collins replies smoothly.

[has_a_heart]

"Tell me about it." Tony snorts. "The only thing you can bank on is what's in your hand."

[mitanarchist]

"Precisely. I don't have a problem with making people hate me in certain cases." He holds out a hand. "Collins."

[has_a_heart]

Tony cracks up. "Oh, people hate me all the time. I've learned not to give a fuck." Tony takes his hand and shakes it firmly. "Tony Stark. Good to meet you, Collins. Where're you from?"

[mitanarchist]

"New York and Santa Fe, 2001. Depends on my mood at the time. You?"

[has_a_heart]

Tony snorts. "Ah, not admitting to being from the big city? Or you just have more than one place?" He pauses, then shrugs. "Los Angeles, 2008. Or Malibu. Or New York, Or Dubai, or... crap. Some other places." He shrugs easily.

[mitanarchist]

"I meant the city, actually." It goes without saying in his circle of friends.

[has_a_heart]

"Ah." Tony ponders for a moment. "Yeah, I can see that. New York was a bit too dirty for me." Shrug. "So, what do you do in New York and Santa Fe? And what's with that?" He waves a hand at the laptop.

[mitanarchist]

"I spend time with family in New York and give my best friend hell. I run a restaurant in Santa Fe." He saves the code and shuts the laptop down. "This is a side project."

As much as anything ever is with him.

[has_a_heart]

Tony snorts. "Oh, now that's something I can get behind." Smirk. "Giving best friends hell is a quite good way to spend time." Poor Rhodey. "Hm. So restauraunt owner by day, and financial sector terrorist by night? You need a superhero name."

[mitanarchist]

"That's getting dangerously close to mainstream. No thanks--I'll stick to anonymity."

[has_a_heart]

Tony winces. "Just don't go throwing your hat in with Anonymous when they appear. That's just getting old." He pauses. "And a bit beyond your time, I think."

[mitanarchist]

"My sister in law already warned me about that." Sara had been highly amused by Anonymous when they protested Scientology in her Vegas.