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[rockstark]

[Tony woke up with his own problem - two eensy blue wings on each wrist, glowing just like his arc reactor. he's in the gym, trying to bind athletic tape over them before Pepper sees, but they keep fluttering and making things difficult.

he's unimpressed.

when the community blips on the screen embedded in the window, he just glances over, already completely unphased by this whole business]

Hey, paging Dr. Foster. If you hadn't noticed already, you got another one for your list.

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[ms_potts]

[Pepper walks brisky into the gym, eyes wide in shock, dismay, fear... take your pick. She looks slightly less put together than usual mostly because she's wearing a camisole with no jacket over it (What? It was the only thing she could find that was low enough in the back that WASN'T that ridiculous blue dress)]

Tony?

[rockstark]

[normally he'd have all kinds of remarks about that camisole - and once he gets it together, he probably will - but right now he's a little busy trying to hide the tape ... and his wings, behind his back, to notice.]

Yyyyyyyyeah-huh.

[ms_potts]

[She shakes her hands in front of her, the nerves evident in her voice.]

Tony... You remember the things Dr. Foster was talking about? Those virus things? I think... I don't... I can't work like this. I have to work from home today. Oh god and there's a work crew coming in to fix that hole you put in the floor! [She outs her hands over her face, trying to breathe]

[rockstark]

[he looks up, and -- oh. OH. yep, gaping a little. while his mind processes all of this, he just fishmouths a little.

because, well. Pepper is having a nervous breakdown. nervous breakdown Pepper is NOT his favorite Pepper. it makes him feel odd when she gets like this, all fidgety and uncomfortable, like he's the one having coping issues. his own wings flutter helplessly of their own volition as he gets to his feet and moves to her, already doing the one thing he knows how to to when this happens:

talk over her]

No, see, you're pretty, they're fine, it's all good. They're - they're a fashion accessory. You can say they're like the big new thing out of Shibuya and some client sent th-- okay no, that, that sounds stupid, nevermind, forget I said it, just -- just forget that, we're scrapping that now.

[he takes her wrists and gently pulls her hands away from her face, raising his eyebrows as he looks at her]

I've got this. You -- we'll say you've got, I don't know, pinkeye or something, and you stay out of the way. Help me ... help me tape these up, and I'll meet the work crew. Okay?

[ms_potts]

Shibuya? Tony, what are you...

[She lets him pull her hands down, looking at him with big doe eyes as he talks. Seriously. First she has the week from hell as CEO, then this community pops up, and now this? She needs a vacation.

Her wings flutter as she shakes her head, blinking confusedly at him]

Tape up wh- oh my god! [Whoa. Hey. Those are wings. And they're glowing. And they definitely weren't there when they went to bed last night. She takes Tony's arm, looking at the little blue wings]

[rockstark]

Shibuya. It's that super-trendy district in Tokyo where all the crazy fashion stuff comes from, the stuff that's popular with people for all of five seconds before it's junk, you know how it is. Like Harajuku Girls, remember those? I'm sorry if you didn't and I reminded you, that was just dumb --

[and then she grabs his arm]

Yeah, see? Hey. Not just you. I dunno, I kinda like 'em.

[6collegecredits]

I think you could make that look work.

[rockstark]

It's kind of Greek God meets Daft Punk, isn't it. What about you, huh?

[6collegecredits]

Looks like I got a "get out of jail free" card this round.

[rockstark]

Hey, lucky you. I just don't really want Pepper flipping her lid, so - hopefully I can get these suckers taped down before she sees 'em.

[6collegecredits]

That doesn't sound particularly comfortable.

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[howbadcanibe]

[Tony you think the fluttering gives you trouble? Try having wings that instead of feather has axe blades like Once-ler does.]

Those are pretty at least.

[rockstark]

Once, my man. [Tony tilts his head] Uh. You do realize that you're running a high risk of self-decapitation there.

[howbadcanibe]

I am aware, yes. Let's hope I don't sneeze.

[rockstark]

... Doc Foster said this stuff lasts a few days - you gonna be able to make it that long? Or should we be working on a solution to this?

[howbadcanibe]

The last virus lasted for more than a week. I don't even know how I am going to sleep with those.

[godofabs]

A word, Man of Iron.

[rockstark]

You got it, Thunderstruck. What's up?

ARGH I AM SO SORRY, I WAS MOVING.

[godofabs]

.... Nice wings. (says the guy that has a a winged hat.)

IT'S OKAY, I FORGIVE YOU

[rockstark]

Thanks. Nice hat. [compliments are compliments, man] Something tells me that wasn't the word, though.

[godofabs]

(heh.)

No, it is about ... Jane.

[wormhole]

Tiny wings.

The fact that they're on your wrists is kind of disturbing and very inconvenient.

[rockstark]

Yeeeeeahuh. You said this is like, a one-to-two day thing, right?

[wormhole]

A virus like this? Yeah. Through Sunday at the latest.

[rockstark]

Thanks, I'll ... go reassure Pepper.