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[builds]

[ The Tower was almost complete. It was time to do some serious moving, then. He had a lot of lab equipment to be moved, not to mention suits. And the only good way to move all of that was with his own.

So today would see Tony Stark, donning his Iron Man suit, lugging around huge piece of machinery and the occasional other Iron Man suit from his room in the tower to the more modern one he was finishing up in the city. Smaller items he flew out from his room, but the larger stuff was packed up and dragged out through the lobby.

At one point, carrying a few workbenches over his shoulder, he pauses in the lobby, witty remark coming to him. And with Tony, he can't resist witty remarks. He has to share them.

He cracks open his journal. ]

All right. The first person to start up a U-haul company will have my immediate backing. Get it started in the next 30 minutes and I'll throw in a free pizza.

Because really, this is a pain in the ass.

[ Open over the journals or in person. Might run into him in the city, too, or at the Avengers Tower if your character happens to be in the area. ]

Comments

[wolfchild]

What's a U-Haul?

[ s'up, uncle. ]

[builds]

A ripoff, usually, but in this case I'd take it.

[wolfchild]

[ Blank. Look.

Pretty sure there are crickets. ]

[builds]

[ ....He thought it was funny, okay. ]

It's a company. They rent out giant trucks for moving a lot of stuff at once.

[wolfchild]

Like wagons.

[builds]

Except with air-conditioning and an engine, yes.

[wolfchild]

Couldn't you make one before you did this?

[builds]

Too much time, too little payoff. I'll stick to the suit.

If somebody else made one, though, that's a whole different story.

[wolfchild]

I could have tried to find a wagon for you if I'd had more time. I've a unicorn that could pull some things. I just need a harness.

[builds]

You have. A unicorn.

You know, most girls want a pony, and they still never get it. But you have a unicorn. Congratulations, you've one-upped every girl who has ever lived.

[wolfchild]

I had ponies when I was little. Father gave me mine own horse when I got big enough for them. I found Aemon here. He's the only one that didn't panic at the sight of Nymeria.

Tony Stark

[originalcopy]

York recommended I look you up. He thought you might be able to figure out a way to keep technology running in the Dead Zone.

I guess I could help you carry some shit, if you'd be willing to look into it for me.

This dude

[builds]

Trust me, that's number one on my list of things to do.

After the other stuff I need to do.

But hey, free help. Come on down, et cetera.

Tony Stark

[originalcopy]

Yeah, and how much of this "other stuff" do you need to do?

[Church grumbles but is good on his word. He trudges down to help Stark haul the heavy crap over to his new place. Not that he was exactly expecting just how heavy his heavy crap is.]

This dude

[builds]

All of it. Or else I wouldn't need to do it.

[ Tony will be waiting in the lobby, decked out in his Iron Man suit. He's got a few things hauled down from his room already - giant mechanical arms, large steel plates, that sort of thing. Don't ask why he has it all. ]

[originalcopy]

Very funny smart ass.

[Actually, he does appreciate that. It's been a while since he had a good snark thrown at him. Snark was practically the only language spoken in the Gulch.]

I meant how many items are on this "other" list of yours. Should I be expecting to wait until next year for you to get around to it or what?

[Church scans the pile of junk already assembled in the lobby.]
Jesus, how much shit do you have? I mean, what the fuck is that thing even for?

[he points to the giant arms.]

[builds]

Actually, I was apparently working on it on a previous stay at Hotel Paradisa. So I've got a bit of a head-start on that particular project.

And that? [ He looks at a mechanical arm. Thankfully unpowered atm. ] We don't talk about that.

[originalcopy]

Well, that's the closest thing to good news I've heard since I got here.

[He shrugs. "We don't talk about that" invariably meant a good story but honestly, he didn't care enough to press on it.]

So, what am I taking and where?

[sword_redemption]

What even is that?

[You haul? You hall? Ewe haul? He keeps trying to make the word make sense but...no.]

[builds]

Well, pizza is a food that was created by the gods. Not the Norse ones, though, although I'm curious to their thoughts on pizza.

[sword_redemption]

Gods create food? I thought people, you know, made it.

[builds]

People? Made pizza?

That's crazy talk.

[sword_redemption]

Is it? I thought, you know, pizzerias.

[He tilts his head. Wait. Wait. Don't tell him.]

Maybe it's different in your world, though.

[builds]

Nope. It's universal. [ He pauses a moment. ] Multiversal?

[sword_redemption]

[Wow. This is...huge!]

So, your gods are that active on Earth?

[quits]

[Pepper is not helping.

She waits at the tower, though, with a glass of water for him.]

You should hydrate.

[builds]

[ He takes the glass. His face visor's been down the entire time, because uh he doesn't really need it, so he quickly takes a swig. ]

Thanks. Despite all appearances, this actually is quite a bit of work.

[ If only it was alcoholic... although today, that'd end up being water anyway. Drat. ]

[quits]

[She nods.]

I see that. Lots of lifting. You're doing a very good job. [She's being a smart ass.]

[kid_apocalypse]

Would...you like a hand, Mr. Stark? I could show you how my armor works, and save you the trouble of having to transport it at the same time. I'm afraid I can't fly or anything, so I'll have to walk it through town.

[builds]

Yeah, we can do that. I think I still remember how to walk places.

[kid_apocalypse]

Well, you don't have to walk if you don't want to, and I can grow my legs up so it'll only be a few steps for me once I get outside the castle. I'm a shape-shifter...sort of. I can make part of my body bigger or smaller if I want. I'll be down to the lobby in a few minutes.

[Meanwhile, he's going to dig the Apocalypse armor out of the piles of meaningless crap he'd wished for to cover it in his closet. About 10 minutes later, a young man with gray skin will wander down to the lobby, clad in blue, Egyptian-looking armor. At first glance, it doesn't really look like much, save for the cables leading from the back to elbows, and the fact that Evan's red eyes are glowing eerily.]

Mr. Stark?

[whichwayyoulean]

[He'll just be leaning in the doorframe of his own room, watching Tony's progress and not helping a tiny little bit]

Awww, it's a real shame to see you go.

[He does not sound sad. He sounds the complete opposite of sad]

[builds]

Yeah. I'm going to miss you too, neighbor. [ He doesn't actually sound like he'll miss him. Or at least living next to him. ]

[whichwayyoulean]

Oh I can tell. Really.

[kryptonian]

[She sounds chipper. Also, she's bored and wants something to do.]

I'm game to help, if you want.

[builds]

Wouldn't say no the help. Gotta warn, though, this is all pretty heavy stuff. [ ....AHAHAHAHAaaaaaaa.... ]

[kryptonian]

No problem. I'm stronger than I look.

[whistles_the_blues]

[When Blues arrived in the lobby, the last thing he was expecting to see was a bunch of tech laying around waiting to be moved. He stepped toward it and looked it over curiously. It was nice to see some more advanced equipment around here, even if it did bring back memories of the lab back in his world.]

[asseenontv]

You need assistance moving things?