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005 | Tony Stark | Video
[ For a fleeting moment, Tony Stark’s face fills the screen. Those who know him might recognize his piercing eyes and his immaculately kept hair, perfectly trimmed and styled to look like the dashing figure of the celebrity he is back home. Maybe his skin’s a little paler than usual. And maybe some of its imperfections are gone. But it’s difficult to tell, because it only lasts for a moment.
Two luminous, glowing red orbs suddenly fill the screen as Tony pulls the communicator closer. His lips curve into a devilishly mischievous smirk, but hidden as it as by the limitations of the camera, no one can appreciate it. When he speaks, his voice is a low, throaty purr, edged with just a hint wickedness. ]
Cape Kore. I’ve got a question for you.
[ He moves his arm, pulling it back so more of his finely muscled torso and broad shoulders can be seen. In his skin-tight tank top, there’s plenty of pale, flawless skin to behold. Slowly, he stalks from the shadows of his home’s porch into the brilliant light of the morning.
And the sun, rising over the horizon, fans rays of light over his skin, setting it alight, sparking flashes of fire like a diamond. It’s as though the man is no man at all, but a being of light, angelic and perfect. ]
Do I dazzle you?
(A/N: omg this is my first time writing one of these!! plz be gentle. my poor babu is having a bad day. it will get better tho~ ^_^)
Two luminous, glowing red orbs suddenly fill the screen as Tony pulls the communicator closer. His lips curve into a devilishly mischievous smirk, but hidden as it as by the limitations of the camera, no one can appreciate it. When he speaks, his voice is a low, throaty purr, edged with just a hint wickedness. ]
Cape Kore. I’ve got a question for you.
[ He moves his arm, pulling it back so more of his finely muscled torso and broad shoulders can be seen. In his skin-tight tank top, there’s plenty of pale, flawless skin to behold. Slowly, he stalks from the shadows of his home’s porch into the brilliant light of the morning.
And the sun, rising over the horizon, fans rays of light over his skin, setting it alight, sparking flashes of fire like a diamond. It’s as though the man is no man at all, but a being of light, angelic and perfect. ]
Do I dazzle you?
(A/N: omg this is my first time writing one of these!! plz be gentle. my poor babu is having a bad day. it will get better tho~ ^_^)
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There's gotta be some pay-off, right? Otherwise I'm just a glorified sparkly mosquito.
[ Which is horrible, and the only way Tony knows to deal with it is to make fun of it. ]
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[ People they pass probably think they're crazy, but this is good for them. This is how Steve learned to adjust to his new body, stumbling around Brooklyn like an unwieldy fawn.
He pushes himself harder, to give Tony chase. ]
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[ It's the uncomfortable conversation, not the fact that Steve's running faster, that gives Tony the impetus to pick up the pace. He can't outrun the things that worry him, but damned if he won't try anyway. ]
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[ He hasn't had a workout like this in awhile; it's pretty nice. They're closing in on the lighthouse, so someone's going to have to open the doors. There's enough room to run two abreast, but it'll be tight with Tony's new shoulders. ]
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[ There's no way he's going to beat Steve. Story of his life. He's never going to beat Steve at anything. He'll always be there, this shining pinnacle of perfection that Tony will never be able to compete with.
Feeling himself about to go maudlin, and lately it seems like his emotions are on a rollercoaster, he wrenches his mind away from such pointless thoughts. When they reach the lighthouse, he stops to let Steve get the doors. Then glances up, changes his mind about running, and starts climbing up the side of it. ]
Think outside the box, Rogers!
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He must look like a damned fool of a monkey, but it's actually rather fun. He misses a bar and grasps onto the concrete of a stair, hoists himself up and feels like he hasn't done that in ages. He should really get into parkour.
He sees Tony out of one of the windows, just the side of him, just a bare flash, and thinks of a way to catch up; he's so close... ]
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Climbing up the side of a building isn't something he could ever do before, and he's not as fast at it as he thinks he could be if he was used to doing it. But he doesn't fall off. He actually makes it to the top without incident, and he turns expectantly to Steve, knowing he'll be there. ]
Are you having fun? I'm actually having fun right now.
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Double or nothing, I'll race you back home.
[ He's grinning and still a bit winded when he says it. He hasn't had to really push himself in speed since becoming Cap. ]
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Fair deal.
[ And then, because the thought occurs to him and he's curious, Tony vaults over the railing and drops down to the ground. Vampire, right? His body should survive the fall. ]
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Tony! Are you alright?
[ The lesson learned is that Tony walks before he runs, although Steve doesn't know what the hell prompted him to think otherwise. ]
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[ He is fine. The landing wasn't the most graceful, but nothing's broken and he isn't dead. He also isn't running back toward the house, but opting instead to loiter around at the bottom of the lighthouse and wait for Steve to join him. ]
Vampires are pretty indestructible. Unless you dismember them and light them on fire. I think that kills them.
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[ Steve sounds exasperated, but it's only for a second. He's feeling much more pleasant when it turns out that Tony's instincts are right and that he's not hurt. ]
Anything else about your new powers you want to test while I'm here?
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[ It's a joke. Mostly. Sure, there's a part of him - a teeny, tiny part - that wonders what it would feel like, but he wouldn't ever ask. ]
How about your powers? Can you grow wings and fly with them? Or is that too advanced a shapeshifting thing?
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[ There are, after all, plenty of vamps to feed around here. He closes his eyes and tries to turn into a bird, but it seems to not work because he hasn't figured out that he can't turn into anything that small. But he feels the strain, a strain he doesn't have with turning into humans or even large mammals.
He thinks of other flying things, pterodactyls, angels... But he's never seen either of those in person. Well, with wings out and everything. So he doesn't have enough data, not with how much he can transform, so he seems stuck. Maybe he can find a harpy later. ]
I guess I can't.
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[ And he's never going to be, either. Not if he can help it.
He is curious to see if Steve can do it, and he watches with interest as he tries. When he doesn't turn into a giant bird, or the stereotypical angel-like being, Tony shrugs. ]
Oh well. I guess it's for the best. If you were any more super, there wouldn't be any room of the rest of us.
i'm going to have to start writing these in advance
I just wanted to be healthy, wanted to be strong enough to go be a soldier, follow in my old man's footsteps. I wanted to do something worth being proud of, to help people. I didn't have anything to give but my life.
I got lucky, but it's not about what they gave me but what I can do with it.
You've got your health, you've got a heart and you've got a crazy nice suit of armor. And I think you've done a lot more than you've given yourself credit for, Tony.
You've got the means, and as long as you've got the will, I think you're super... super.
[ Ok, that ending needed some work. Steve can agree to that. ]
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Super super, huh? You're just saying that because I've dazzled you.
[ He waves a hand, gesturing Steve to come with him. ]
Come on. Come to the library with me. Let's find some pictures of other stuff for you to transform into.
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Okay.
[ Yeah... So, he guesses this is just one of those things that's inevitable, and follows along, glad to be talking about something else. They're both curious minds; it's a good fit. ]