Tony Stark RP 3

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'I'm sorry' Sorry? Tony hated that word. He absolutely despised it. Why use it when you're just going to go back on your word? The mechanic had been divorced after the fight with Thanos, got his right arm replaced with a tech-savvy robotic arm because his burn marks were so damn severe, had his mansion in California completely torn to the ground- and had left behind his Stark Tower for an 'Avengers' Tower that currently wasn't even being used. That's why he was currently tweaking at a new suit of his that was suppose to help with using vibranium to center projectile hits to electricity to power the suit. Not a stolen idea, the man actually found it pretty nice. After all, it was now somewhat a nice essential for the man's work. Three and a half months is all it took after being in bed to be able to walk properly and use his suit, and work in his office. Tony felt like he was downplaying his emotions, but he always pushed those away. He was alright.. despite the fact he had been perfectly well rested with nothing to do right now. He was.. bored. No one seemed to give a damn anymore. Steve had kind of disappeared with that Bucky guy somewhere, Peter was still on Tony's radar but he had school to deal with, Wanda was trying to avoid the tower because it reminded her of Vision, as he had JARVIS's voice, Bruce didn't want to turn the Other Guy in the tower since it'd be extremely dangerous, Thor was busy with Asgard rule and keeping Loki in check, Clint had a damn family, Rhodey was kind of unavailable for family reasons, Sam was helping with re-configuring after the whole S.H.I.E.L.D schematic.. It was all downhill for Tony. The mechanic had some kind of dust and dirt on the left side of his face that had a small cut over his cheekbone, with leather black and tan gloves working on the suit as he was trying to get pieces together. So much for cleaning up earlier- Now the lab's whole table side was ruined somewhat, and the ground was dirty. At least he wasn't getting too hot in his thin white tank-top shirt- that barely hid his arc-reactor. Yeah, the guy kept it in after all; Steve and Rhodey gave him a whole 'bro talk' on how it could still be of use and not destroy his body. If he ever had a heart attack or something.. well, they had a back-up then to work with. The male also though had been wearing some tan khaki shorts. Black ankle high socks never felt so good to be in as well when you didn't want to go around barefoot, but also not be a social norm. Besides, a small wave of sudden air had wafted against Tony, and he shuddered- glaring over his left shoulder, and his grip on the base to the chest piece on the suit loosened, with his eyes trained on the other. Tony's eyes had gone wide, with his Model 42 Suit now standing at attention in the corner, the eyes glowing vibrantly. With his muscles tense now, who was to say he wasn't or was ready to fight the intruder? He had been sitting here on the floor for maybe an hour and twenty seven minutes as he picked himself up, maybe out of fear, took the gloves off and the Model 42's left hand had flown over his suddenly outstretched hand that the man had quickly taken the glove off of- Aiming to blast the other. His hair was ratty somewhat, and truly the guy looked like some secondary character from The Outsiders. "I'm going to give you two minutes to explain yourself. Who the fuck are you?" So much for a possible Anxiety Attack.. Though, it wasn't his fault the other was right under a light, so Tony had to squint his eyes to even get the silhouette out.