FoxWriter
Cluster
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2011
- Location
- in the realm of lust and seduction
“I never got to say goodbye to my father. There's questions I would've asked him. I would've asked him how he felt about what his company did, if he was conflicted, if he ever had doubts. Or maybe he was every inch of man we remember from the newsreels. I saw young Americans killed by the very weapons I created to defend them and protect them. And I saw that I had become part of a system that is comfortable with zero-accountability.” “Mr. Stark! What happened over there?” “I had my eyes opened. I came to realize that I had more to offer this world than just making things that blow up. And that is why, effective immediately, I am shutting down the weapons manufacturing division of Stark Industries.” Steve rogers watched the report on the TV through a shop window. It was a piss poor miserable day and he was drenched head to toe in wet, cold rain that smelled faintly of sewage. Though, maybe that was just leaking up from the sewers. It was hard to be sure considering everything stank of it. He was sure the lovely Shield agents where out of their mind by now. He had been walking nearly nonstop for three days now. Just, walking. He went to various places like Bryant Park, the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the Empire State Building, Times Square, Rockefeller Center, Washington Square Park, the High Line, SoHo, Central Park, Dag Hammarskjold Plaza and had even stopped by Stark Tower, his original destination but he never went in. it had been about a week since Tony had been kidnapped by now and Steve just wasn't sure about him. Or if he would be willing to take in a man who had lost everything and really aught to be dead.
He was getting tired again, and hungry and he sighed and fingered the card in his pocket. The one named Natalia had given it to him. Said it would give him money. It hadn't taken him long, watching other people doing it, to find out how to work an ATM. He had watched on day, covered up and hidden not twenty minutes after he used the card the place had been swarming with shield Agents. He'd have to move on quickly. Instead of using the card though, he walked into Stark Tower before he mad the decision to do so. If Tony Stark had the sense to stop making weapons when they started falling into enemy hands then he supposed Tony could be trusted, for now. He blinked when a young woman asked if she could help him and Steve realized he looked an urchin. “uhm. Yes. Uhm, Steve Rogers to see Tony Stark?” “do you have an appointment?” “no Ma'am. This was a bit last minute. I'm not sure he'd know me. I used to... well, my Da used to know his Da.” he got funny looks, when he said he knew people who where long dead. “my Car broke down and I've spent the last three days hiking it because I'm a bit of a grizzler. No one picks up hitchhiking grizzlers but cops and I doubt they'd bring me here.” that got a smile out of her and she paged Jarvis and informed him of the 'nice young man' and his name and Jarvis scanned Steve's face and ran a background check, not that Steve was at all aware. He had no idea Jarvis even existed and even if he did he wasn't too used to computers yet. Hell the phones still sort of threw him for a loop.
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Tony Stark was working o something for his new flight suit while half listening to Pepper yell at him for, something. He forgot what, probably something to do with all the people making fun of him for getting kidnapped and tortured and shutting down his weapons division. “I'm not saying I'm going to stop helping the troops Pep.” Tony interrupted her suddenly, even if he wasn't sure that was what they where, er, talking about. “I'm saying I'm not going to make weapons. I have other things that would help more. Like tank armor upgrades, new light weight rescue helicopters, stealth suits, body armor and I've been working on an imitation X-ray as well as advanced thermals and night vision.” he admitted. He'd been working on a medical too but he didn't know enough about medicine to get around to it and the science was too vast and... squishy, for him to learn it in a few days the way he normally did. It would take him years to learn everything he needed to start playing with medicine and the human body. It would be much better to find someone like Bruce Banner. He had tried it with Betty Ross but they, er, hadn't gotten along. Oh it was fine, they where good friends now, so long as they didn't have to work together ever, ever again. She had suggested Bruce to him but no one knew where the giant green rage monster with the beautiful, beautiful brain was so that project was on hold.
“Sir.” Jarvis spoke up suddenly, startling Tony because Jay never interrupted when Pepper was yelling at him unless it was something big. “There is a man in your lobby looking to be in dire straights. He has no current background information but his facial recognition scan provided a 99.2% Match to Steve Rogers, the Late Captain America. Considering the reports that a government faction has found Captain Rogers encased in a naturally formed cryogenics and was able to revive him, I find the chances that this is Captain Rogers to be 87.6% possible.” Jarvis reported and Tony spun to face the screen where Steve Rogers, looking miserable and like a drowned street rat was sitting in a chair, waiting to see if Tony would let him in. Tony swallowed and looked at Pepper because he had no idea what to do. Rogers had been his childhood idol. But everyone had said that Rogers had liked his father and Tony hated his father and was terrified his father would be right and that he would be a disappointment to the good Captain. He looked at Pepper because he knew she'd know the right thing to do. Not just for Captain Rogers, but for Tony as well.
He was getting tired again, and hungry and he sighed and fingered the card in his pocket. The one named Natalia had given it to him. Said it would give him money. It hadn't taken him long, watching other people doing it, to find out how to work an ATM. He had watched on day, covered up and hidden not twenty minutes after he used the card the place had been swarming with shield Agents. He'd have to move on quickly. Instead of using the card though, he walked into Stark Tower before he mad the decision to do so. If Tony Stark had the sense to stop making weapons when they started falling into enemy hands then he supposed Tony could be trusted, for now. He blinked when a young woman asked if she could help him and Steve realized he looked an urchin. “uhm. Yes. Uhm, Steve Rogers to see Tony Stark?” “do you have an appointment?” “no Ma'am. This was a bit last minute. I'm not sure he'd know me. I used to... well, my Da used to know his Da.” he got funny looks, when he said he knew people who where long dead. “my Car broke down and I've spent the last three days hiking it because I'm a bit of a grizzler. No one picks up hitchhiking grizzlers but cops and I doubt they'd bring me here.” that got a smile out of her and she paged Jarvis and informed him of the 'nice young man' and his name and Jarvis scanned Steve's face and ran a background check, not that Steve was at all aware. He had no idea Jarvis even existed and even if he did he wasn't too used to computers yet. Hell the phones still sort of threw him for a loop.
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Tony Stark was working o something for his new flight suit while half listening to Pepper yell at him for, something. He forgot what, probably something to do with all the people making fun of him for getting kidnapped and tortured and shutting down his weapons division. “I'm not saying I'm going to stop helping the troops Pep.” Tony interrupted her suddenly, even if he wasn't sure that was what they where, er, talking about. “I'm saying I'm not going to make weapons. I have other things that would help more. Like tank armor upgrades, new light weight rescue helicopters, stealth suits, body armor and I've been working on an imitation X-ray as well as advanced thermals and night vision.” he admitted. He'd been working on a medical too but he didn't know enough about medicine to get around to it and the science was too vast and... squishy, for him to learn it in a few days the way he normally did. It would take him years to learn everything he needed to start playing with medicine and the human body. It would be much better to find someone like Bruce Banner. He had tried it with Betty Ross but they, er, hadn't gotten along. Oh it was fine, they where good friends now, so long as they didn't have to work together ever, ever again. She had suggested Bruce to him but no one knew where the giant green rage monster with the beautiful, beautiful brain was so that project was on hold.
“Sir.” Jarvis spoke up suddenly, startling Tony because Jay never interrupted when Pepper was yelling at him unless it was something big. “There is a man in your lobby looking to be in dire straights. He has no current background information but his facial recognition scan provided a 99.2% Match to Steve Rogers, the Late Captain America. Considering the reports that a government faction has found Captain Rogers encased in a naturally formed cryogenics and was able to revive him, I find the chances that this is Captain Rogers to be 87.6% possible.” Jarvis reported and Tony spun to face the screen where Steve Rogers, looking miserable and like a drowned street rat was sitting in a chair, waiting to see if Tony would let him in. Tony swallowed and looked at Pepper because he had no idea what to do. Rogers had been his childhood idol. But everyone had said that Rogers had liked his father and Tony hated his father and was terrified his father would be right and that he would be a disappointment to the good Captain. He looked at Pepper because he knew she'd know the right thing to do. Not just for Captain Rogers, but for Tony as well.