The riddle of your heart.

[notawastedlife]

Abated symptoms or not, Tony was aware that time was beginning to press down on him. But he could at least move around without feeling dizzy, he could go out. Maybe he should have been spending all his time in the workshop, staring at data on the screen, but it didn't work. It would help once he had something, but it had to come from his head,

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[hightail]

Even after nearly two months on this island, Kate's curiosity had yet to be satiated, too much to explore and too little time to do so. Between figuring out where she stood with Sawyer and giving Alex as much of her attention as possible, she had found herself unexpectedly busy, but she wasn't about to complain. The moment she did, Kate knew, would be the moment someone up and snatched a pregnant woman into a jungle or placed her in a zoo cage. Miserable though the circumstances were, her luck thus far was a significant improvement from what it had been on the last island

[notawastedlife]

Maybe he should have taken the projector up to the house after all, but there was no way he could have expected this. For all his grand leaps of invention, he could still only work with the facts of the universe as he knew them, and no inner picture of the world's workings had included a Howard Stark who said this.

"Howard Stark's greatest creation, that's me," he said, expression shadowed and unreadable. Even to himself, a little, he was having trouble placing whatever this elicited in him.

[hightail]

Wondering if this was the latest of items said to appear from their homelands, Kate was tempted to ask Tony if it had only just appeared, still curious as to how this new island worked. She didn't, though, thinking it too inconsiderate when he was clearly not in the brightest mood. Instead, she stepped in a little closer, kneeling down for a better glance at some of the pages tossed aside, none of them written in any language she could understand. Math, like most other subjects, had never been her strong suit.

"He's a scientist?" She asked, reasoning that it made sense, given his talk of technology and progress on screen. But that didn't make it any less strange, in her opinion, for a man to think of his son in such terms - as an experiment, almost, or a science project.

[notawastedlife]

"He is a- you never heard of Howard Stark? Stark Industries?" Tony said, pushing his head out without moving the rest of his body to peer at her slightly speculatively. "He was a very good scientist. I'm better, but he was a very good scientist."