FoxWriter
Cluster
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2011
- Location
- in the realm of lust and seduction
he shook his head. "i didn't think of it either." he promised her. "he is starting to Adjust." he agreed. "it was a very good thing when they assigned you to him." he admitted, smiling at her. "he'll be okay i'm sure, we just have to get through the 'worse'..." he admitted. "okay. yeah. Eliza mentioned you where a fan. bring something with you and i'll sign it." Steve promised, glad that he wasn't pulling Tony away from anything. "are you sure i'm not dragging you away from anything? you could mail it. i don't want to be a bother..." Steve said anxiously, even if the idea of waiting for weeks for his watch made him want to crawl out of his skin. "thanks for this mister Stark." Grant said, sounding relieved before rattling off the address for Tony. "he'll probably thank you for the punching bag once he's a bit more in control of himself. he had a pretty major breakdown last night so he's pretty... well, i think you can tell." he admitted. "i'll be fine." he promised Eliza."fly safe Mr. Stark." he said to Tony. "try not to hurt him unless you have to, but whatever you do don't let him hurt you, he'd never forgive himself." he warned her. "see you at home." he agreed, smiling at her, grimacing when he saw how... obedient and pliant Steve was at the moment. it bothered him seeing Steve like that.
Steve had settled into bed and was laying there when Tony arrived. he hadn't turned violent, thank god, but he'd refused to interact or eat and even turned away from a Cigarette. Grant had taken to reading a book out loud, The Magicians Nephew, which had settled both Cap and Eliza a little bit. "come in!" Grant called, stopping mid sentence, making Steve protest a little even as he sat up. "hey Mr. Stark, come on." he offered, smiling at the man. "Coffee?" he offered, Steve staggering out of the bedroom, eyes examining Tony. he was a bit surprised, he'd have thought the other to look more like Howard.
Steve had settled into bed and was laying there when Tony arrived. he hadn't turned violent, thank god, but he'd refused to interact or eat and even turned away from a Cigarette. Grant had taken to reading a book out loud, The Magicians Nephew, which had settled both Cap and Eliza a little bit. "come in!" Grant called, stopping mid sentence, making Steve protest a little even as he sat up. "hey Mr. Stark, come on." he offered, smiling at the man. "Coffee?" he offered, Steve staggering out of the bedroom, eyes examining Tony. he was a bit surprised, he'd have thought the other to look more like Howard.