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[ironmanic]

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[ phone ]

[ridethecyclone]

[ Ring, ring. Does the tone of this ringing sound mildly ominous to you? It should. It should be the bearer of bad news, like an albatross. ]

[ phone ]

[ironmanic]

[When Tony is busy working, JARVIS conveniently transfers the call to loudspeaker]

What?

[Some whirring noise as Tony continues his current project.]

[ phone ]

[ridethecyclone]

Do y'know your house is haunted? [ Yeah, he's outside. ] If this is actually a house.

[ phone ]

[ironmanic]

[Bucky? He sets the tool down for a second, perplexed.]

It's part-business establishment, part-house as you call it. If it's really that frightening for you, I can call for an escort.

[...]

What are you doing here?

text; 12/16

[oneminutemaze]

Guess whose team beat Orange's at baseball.

text;

[ironmanic]

yeah? congratulations. what was the score?

text;

[oneminutemaze]

5-6. Lots of base stealing was involved.

text;

[ironmanic]

excellent. i believe i promised you a promotion for your valor and effort.

[specifics]

[ This is an incoming CALL, Mr. Stark. Pick up or something. ]

[ironmanic]

JARVIS, get that would you?

[And the call automatically picks up over his intercom system.]

What is it? Make it good.

[specifics]

[ Thinking: tell me this isn't how he answers his business line all the time. Figuring: this is probably how he answers his business line all the time. Pause. ]

Mr. Stark, I'll make it to the point: I heard you'd hired a rock band for your charity event but had no other takers.

If you're still looking, I play the piano.

And before you ask, I wouldn't offer in the first place, if I wasn't any good.

[ironmanic]

[He raises an eyebrow, rather impressed by the matter-of-fact tone and to-the-point, aggressive agenda.]

I have, yes, been seeking a more classical fit for the evening. I'm still looking, and I've still got plenty in my budget [lol he has no budget] to compensate for your time.

Though I am rather upset I can't get a preview.

action; 1/10

[oneminutemaze]

[ Are you in, Tony? Well it doesn't matter either way, because Ariadne sure is going to take advantage of that updated access code to let herself in. She doesn't look quite as bad as she has for the past two days; her eyes are no longer red from crying, at least, so that's a start. Her hair's a bit shorter, having been cut recently, and her nails have French tips -- all a bit odd for her, maybe, but when your roommate is a large British man who knows more about women's shoes than anyone has a right to, these things happen. She's got a scarf on today, as usual, though it does seem to be attempting to cover up more than her neck than usual... and, more telling than anything else, she's headed right for the drinks. ]

[ironmanic]

[A moment later, Tony walks in from his bedroom, having already been alerted of Ariadne's entrance and looking around. Straight for the drinks? If his own experience is anything to consider, that's not always a good sign.

And of course Tony doesn't... take notice of any change-- just that she doesn't look quite the same as usual.]

So--

[He tosses aside some papers he'd been rifling through earlier.]

You look like you've been having a blast.

[oneminutemaze]

[ Just one, unless he tempts her into more. She'd gone through about five within as many minutes after her shouting match with Cobb.

Turning around, glass in hand, Ariadne raises an eyebrow at him. ]

No curses, so the City and its residents have been making my life a mess in other ways.

[ There's a tap of her fingernails against the glass before she goes to sit down somewhere. ]

I figured I shouldn't go near work until things calmed down a little.

[ironmanic]

Never a dull moment.

[He shrugs, resisting a glass himself after his encounter with Steve.]

Don't worry, I'm not taking attendance. But if you were aiming for that perfect attendance certificate, I'm afraid you can't have it now.