There's nothing you can do about it. [PRIVATE]

Jun 19, 2010 13:56

WHO: Reed Richards and Tony Stark iron_liver.
WHAT: Sssssscience?
WHERE: Stark Labs and then (perhaps) the interdimensional bridge in Manhattan.
WHEN: Friday, 6/18/2010 1 AM
WARNINGS: --

And you think you're so strong, but there ain't no stopping it. )

tony stark | ou, reed richards | au

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liverletdie June 19 2010, 20:50:22 UTC
Sneaking away from the armor had been difficult, but doable. He had begun to be increasingly dissatisfied with the fact that he has little personal time, or even time away from the device. He couldn't do everything he needed to do with the device breathing down his neck, paranoid that he would be hurt by...what? A fluke? Annoying.

He was already waiting in the labs by the time Reed arrived, the doors automatically opening for him with a slight nudge. If he was here, it was a good excuse to actually get some work done away from the suit, so he had already been there for some time, trying to put his actual suit together.

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isuseless June 19 2010, 20:59:13 UTC
The laboratory was primitive compared to what he had seen of Stark's back in his world, but Tony had done a good job with the tools available to him here. Reed welcomed himself in, already examining the different devices strewn about the floor and hanging on the walls. He almost forgot a simple greeting amidst his curiosity.

"Hello, old friend," he smiled, finally finding Tony working as always.

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liverletdie June 19 2010, 21:04:09 UTC
He lifted his head in a slight acknowledgment of his entrance. "Reed," he greeted. "Welcome to...well, I don't know, don't you always name these different earth incarnations," he mentioned, before holding up a hand to his friend, looking back down to the suit to put a temporary fix to the plane of circuits he was working to put together.

"Alright, Reed, where do we need to start?"

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isuseless June 19 2010, 21:26:45 UTC
True, it usually made traveling through earths easier to catalog when assigned a number. He rubbed his chin, spitting out the first numerical pattern that came to mind. "Earth-23396767 has a certain ring to it."

He stretched himself to Tony's side more easily. "Have you mapped out the security in the area?"

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