...This is some parallel universe bullshit, isn't it? Fantastic. Now I owe Foster money.
[ Rhodey too, come to think of it, but nine times out of ten he owes Rhodey money for some bet or another, that's not too terribly strange. Still. He makes sure he's as tidy as he can get considering his, well. everything in the Down before walking his way to the address given.
Keeping his shoulders hunched and his head ducked does a lot of the work of keeping his mark mostly hidden, he skids past the quarantine by a hair- explaining he's only just arrived does most of the work for him. ]
[When Tony shows up, he's familiar enough to recognize. There are definite differences, but a lot of his posture resonates with him. Tony smirks as he approaches him, dressed simply, but professionally.]
Well, what do you know. You're here in the flesh and you fit the part. Although I'm surprised you bet against parallel universes.
[What a mistake. Although he's pretty amused that apparently he's proving himself wrong.]
I lean more to multiverse than parallel, honestly.
[ hands slung in his pockets Tony rocks back on his heels, giving himself- the other Tony, a good once over. Taller, leaner, blue eyes- that's odd. The goatee he's been rocking since twenty three, business casual-
Honestly, if he had to pick a word? A little...basic. Well tailored, sure, but none of the Stark Flair. ]
Well, in that case, I'm sorry to disappoint you. You aren't even the only parallel out there.
[He smiles, and it's a little teasing, but he's more reserved and quiet even in the way he speaks. It's fine to gently tease himself, but he doesn't make a show of it or lean on animated motions when there's no crowd.]
You never know, though. It's always nice to see that some good things are consistent.
[He tilts his head slightly.]
You're a little shorter than I expected, but it's cute.
Guess that means somewhere out there is a version of us that didn't shut down weapons manufacturing. Ugh.
[ Restrained, is the word that comes to mind. Tempered. By experience or by life or by being generally a little more mellow- it's good to have a few points of data where they differ beyond height-
Which.
Is exactly what Tall Tony brings up next. ]
...Cute? I- I haven't been cute since I grew the goatee. Cute is why I grew the goatee. Do you have any idea how hard it is to wrangle a board when they keep calling you cut? It's impossible.
[Tony's words just a slight crease in the brow of the taller man. He doesn't exactly frown, but there's discomfort there, brought on by the topic as it generally tends to do. Thanks for the reminder, buddy.]
Mm.
[It's definitely better to focus on the more pleasant topic. That does make him smile.]
Well, you can't blame them for being honest. At least they call you cute. That is a nicer name than they could come up with. What can I get you? You're hungry, right? Let's find some lunch.
[ Tony purses his lips at the names. Yeah, it doesn't sound any better delivered dryly from another version of himself. Is that what he sounds like when he's being sarcastic? Well. ]
Just a burger, huh? No negotiations?
[ He may be joking. Or not. There's a suggestion that he might just be willing to push this question. ]
[ On the surface, terribly easy. In truth? It's a mine and a half to actually learn them-he's not sure if knowing himself counts as having a shortcut or not, how much is similar, how much overlap there might be. ]
Besides. I didn't say what or where I'm kissing you. Some things don't need negotiation.
[ The joke makes him make a sound that is halfway to a purr rather than a laugh. Yeah, easy is certainly a way to put it. He's sometimes wondered about his own penchant for turning too often toward physical comfort and he figures that any version of Tony Stark can probably relate to the feeling, but doubt isn't enough to make him stop. It never is. ]
That's fair. I suppose I didn't specify. Although, I'm counting on you not to disappoint. I'll make sure it's a burger worth your time and attention.
If it's good enough? You might get more than a kiss.
[ It's a little strange, having his own charm turned against him but- he can say happily that he is good, he is smooth, and he can see why he gets so much play. Also following- benefit to being shorter and his taller self being taller?
A fair view of the old Stark Ass. The remarkable Stark ass.
That he checks out of pure curiosity if nothing else. ]
[That answer is completely honest. He's certainly not above playing with himself, regardless of what people might think of that, and having the other Tony Stark respond to his flirtation is a positive sign. He shows his interest because the man deserves to know. Although he's probably aware already, given how he's giving him the once-over. That Tony also likes.]
You know, [He lets his voice lower conspiratorially.] We can order in. My room's comfortable. They'll deliver whatever you want.
[ There has to be. Possibly in French. It's not coming to him off the top of his head but- that look? That voice-
He needs half a second to consider it before he steps into his own space- Tony's space? Getting his head around the grammar is a bitch, he'll worry about it later. INto Tony's space he steps, tucking himself neatly against his ribs since he fits there, and he leans. ]
I think you can just call yourself lucky. It makes getting what you want a lot easier.
[ It's funny how comfortably Tony fits up against him like that. He can put one arm around him, letting the backs of his fingers play down Tony's ribs like he's counting strings on an instrument. It might be silly to stand protectively over a version of himself, but he does it anyway, giving Tony a playful smirk. ]
You are my plans for right now. I want you to see the room. I think you'll like it.
[ Okay, so he doesn't just want to show him the room, but it does sound good. ]
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nonstopnarcissist) wrote2017-12-05 10:08 pm
audio; un: stark
Let's have lunch.
Audio; un: Iron-Man
Where am I meeting you?
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Come to this cafe. You can get to the Up, right?
[As he speaks, a text pops up for Tony. It's too fluid to be physically typed while he talks, but he assumes Tony Stark will accept it.]
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[ Weird? Werid. But, whatever, he's going to roll with it. ]
But sure, I'll take the free meal.
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And I am from- well, okay, another dimension. Close enough.
[Don't ruin his performance, Tony, gosh! He rehearsed this!]
See you in ten, big guy.
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[ Rhodey too, come to think of it, but nine times out of ten he owes Rhodey money for some bet or another, that's not too terribly strange. Still. He makes sure he's as tidy as he can get considering his, well. everything in the Down before walking his way to the address given.
Keeping his shoulders hunched and his head ducked does a lot of the work of keeping his mark mostly hidden, he skids past the quarantine by a hair- explaining he's only just arrived does most of the work for him. ]
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Well, what do you know. You're here in the flesh and you fit the part. Although I'm surprised you bet against parallel universes.
[What a mistake. Although he's pretty amused that apparently he's proving himself wrong.]
You're handsome.
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[ hands slung in his pockets Tony rocks back on his heels, giving himself- the other Tony, a good once over. Taller, leaner, blue eyes- that's odd. The goatee he's been rocking since twenty three, business casual-
Honestly, if he had to pick a word? A little...basic. Well tailored, sure, but none of the Stark Flair. ]
You're surprised?
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[He smiles, and it's a little teasing, but he's more reserved and quiet even in the way he speaks. It's fine to gently tease himself, but he doesn't make a show of it or lean on animated motions when there's no crowd.]
You never know, though. It's always nice to see that some good things are consistent.
[He tilts his head slightly.]
You're a little shorter than I expected, but it's cute.
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[ Restrained, is the word that comes to mind. Tempered. By experience or by life or by being generally a little more mellow- it's good to have a few points of data where they differ beyond height-
Which.
Is exactly what Tall Tony brings up next. ]
...Cute? I- I haven't been cute since I grew the goatee. Cute is why I grew the goatee. Do you have any idea how hard it is to wrangle a board when they keep calling you cut? It's impossible.
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Mm.
[It's definitely better to focus on the more pleasant topic. That does make him smile.]
Well, you can't blame them for being honest. At least they call you cute. That is a nicer name than they could come up with. What can I get you? You're hungry, right? Let's find some lunch.
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[ His lips twist as he shrugs it off- nothing he hasn't heard, nothing he hasn't thought of himself in his darker, more grounded moments. ]
I'd kiss you for a burger. There's not much of anything in the Down.
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Just a burger, huh? No negotiations?
[ He may be joking. Or not. There's a suggestion that he might just be willing to push this question. ]
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[ On the surface, terribly easy. In truth? It's a mine and a half to actually learn them-he's not sure if knowing himself counts as having a shortcut or not, how much is similar, how much overlap there might be. ]
Besides. I didn't say what or where I'm kissing you. Some things don't need negotiation.
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That's fair. I suppose I didn't specify. Although, I'm counting on you not to disappoint. I'll make sure it's a burger worth your time and attention.
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[ It's a little strange, having his own charm turned against him but- he can say happily that he is good, he is smooth, and he can see why he gets so much play. Also following- benefit to being shorter and his taller self being taller?
A fair view of the old Stark Ass. The remarkable Stark ass.
That he checks out of pure curiosity if nothing else. ]
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[That answer is completely honest. He's certainly not above playing with himself, regardless of what people might think of that, and having the other Tony Stark respond to his flirtation is a positive sign. He shows his interest because the man deserves to know. Although he's probably aware already, given how he's giving him the once-over. That Tony also likes.]
You know, [He lets his voice lower conspiratorially.] We can order in. My room's comfortable. They'll deliver whatever you want.
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[ There has to be. Possibly in French. It's not coming to him off the top of his head but- that look? That voice-
He needs half a second to consider it before he steps into his own space- Tony's space? Getting his head around the grammar is a bitch, he'll worry about it later. INto Tony's space he steps, tucking himself neatly against his ribs since he fits there, and he leans. ]
I mean, if you don't have any other plans...
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[ It's funny how comfortably Tony fits up against him like that. He can put one arm around him, letting the backs of his fingers play down Tony's ribs like he's counting strings on an instrument. It might be silly to stand protectively over a version of himself, but he does it anyway, giving Tony a playful smirk. ]
You are my plans for right now. I want you to see the room. I think you'll like it.
[ Okay, so he doesn't just want to show him the room, but it does sound good. ]