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Characters: Alex Summers and Tony Stark [Closed]
Location: Stark Industries
Planet: Coruscant
When: January 5th
What: Possibly breaking things, but mostly asking Tony to make Alex a chestblaster.
Rating: PG?
[ They'd lived above this guy's company for the last couple weeks and Claire even worked there, but Alex had never actually wandered down to see what the hell the guy was up to to need such a huge place, up until now. The door had been unlocked (or maybe he'd followed another employee in behind them, oops), so Alex had let himself in, now wandering the space with wide eyes blinking in awe at all the flashy lights and moving parts and holy crap so much science. Alex is pretty sure Hank would have a mental fit on the spot if he so much as caught a passing glance into this place.
It all looks very delicate and breakable, so of course, Alex has to touch. Pacing past one of the overloaded work tables, he reaches out a hand, giving a little flick to one of the metal knick-knacks and watches it spin on the table for a moment before moving on, slight amused smirk on his lips.
Up until the point he's not watching where he's going and backs his ass right up into another work table, knocking something that looks like it's worth more than his entire education and feeding from the crib to solitary. He lunges for it, arms stretched out and just barely catches the device before it slams into the floor.
Great job, Summers. How about we not do that again. Just gonna... set this back where it came from and sincerely hope there were no employees around to see that. Or, you know, CEOs. ]
Location: Stark Industries
Planet: Coruscant
When: January 5th
What: Possibly breaking things, but mostly asking Tony to make Alex a chestblaster.
Rating: PG?
[ They'd lived above this guy's company for the last couple weeks and Claire even worked there, but Alex had never actually wandered down to see what the hell the guy was up to to need such a huge place, up until now. The door had been unlocked (or maybe he'd followed another employee in behind them, oops), so Alex had let himself in, now wandering the space with wide eyes blinking in awe at all the flashy lights and moving parts and holy crap so much science. Alex is pretty sure Hank would have a mental fit on the spot if he so much as caught a passing glance into this place.
It all looks very delicate and breakable, so of course, Alex has to touch. Pacing past one of the overloaded work tables, he reaches out a hand, giving a little flick to one of the metal knick-knacks and watches it spin on the table for a moment before moving on, slight amused smirk on his lips.
Up until the point he's not watching where he's going and backs his ass right up into another work table, knocking something that looks like it's worth more than his entire education and feeding from the crib to solitary. He lunges for it, arms stretched out and just barely catches the device before it slams into the floor.
Great job, Summers. How about we not do that again. Just gonna... set this back where it came from and sincerely hope there were no employees around to see that. Or, you know, CEOs. ]