Good morning, Barge. [Hint: It's definitely not morning.] It is I, your absent leader Tony Stark, addressing you from the great beyond. [He takes a sip of his gin and tonic, swirls the ice in the glass, and sets it down. Looking squarely into the camera, he clasps his hands and leans forward just slightly
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Welcome back to the Barge, sir. If the last thing you remember is an asthmatic gentlemen's tongue then I assume you missed the animal flood. It was exactly what it sounds like and relatively uneventful.
Adrian Veidt, by the way. I don't believe we've met.
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Animal flood. [He runs a hand across his face with a mild groan and then plucks his glass off the desk, downing the entire contents, ice aside.]
Adrian Veidt, it's a pleasure. Tony Stark, Stark Industries. You're an inmate. How long have you been here?
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You're very clever to assume I'm an inmate, and correctly too. I've been here for one month and four days, Mr. Stark.
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We must be. I assume Veidt Enterprises is sizable -- as is Stark Industries. I've only met one woman aboard who's heard of my company.
Call me Tony.
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Sizable? You could say that. [The Veidt logo is ubiquitous, after all. Adrian Veidt is a man who likes attaching his name to everything.]
Alright, then. It's a pleasure to meet you, Tony. [That charming smile these rich schmucks specialize in? There it is.]
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