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st_arkravinghazelnut) wrote2018-09-18 09:36 pm
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Iron Will, Iron Heart: Conductivity
Blast. Recharge. Blast. Recharge. Blast Set up the fresh targets.
That had been Tony Stark's refrain for the last three days. The first day was dedicated solely to holding it as far from the hotel as humanly possible into the most remote desert location possible. Himself and his new toys, all alone. And the tent. There was no scenario where he wouldn't take that for the ride.
The plasma auto rifle--today's plaything--boasted rapid fire and plasma grenades. With nothing but sand, rock, and dust for miles, Tony was free to let loose. For the bigger blasts, Tony activated his armor--which was up to several minutes of stability at a time. With a sigh, the time limit ran out and he was left in his tank and fatigues bottoms. Adjusting it to the stun setting, he took aim at the few remaining targets.
That had been Tony Stark's refrain for the last three days. The first day was dedicated solely to holding it as far from the hotel as humanly possible into the most remote desert location possible. Himself and his new toys, all alone. And the tent. There was no scenario where he wouldn't take that for the ride.
The plasma auto rifle--today's plaything--boasted rapid fire and plasma grenades. With nothing but sand, rock, and dust for miles, Tony was free to let loose. For the bigger blasts, Tony activated his armor--which was up to several minutes of stability at a time. With a sigh, the time limit ran out and he was left in his tank and fatigues bottoms. Adjusting it to the stun setting, he took aim at the few remaining targets.
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"Hand to heart." Tony held Thor's gaze. "Everything I did, I did it to protect us." Like Ultron. Like Iron Man himself. "For what little that matters anymore."
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Thor's pretty sure he knows the answer already.
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"When I realized that my own company was one comfortable with zero accountability, I put the brakes on. Beyond that--it was either something that we'd do ourselves or would be done to us. There was no other way."
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"Guessed as much. Rogers felt the keys should have been in the safest hands--our own. Unstoppable force meet immovable object. Argued it out before Barnes showed his face again and things got well and truly ugly."
Tony had confessed how Steve had willingly become a fugitive for the Winter Soldier's sake and what the man was to him. Truth be told, the assassination of his parents wasn't the only reason for his sheer, bitter loathing.
"Rogers goes on the run, takes Wilson, Maximoff, Barton and, ah, "Ant Man" with him. Blows get exchanged between our sides. Oh, did I mention how the Wakandan King-to-be got in on the fun? Decent young man, calls himself Black Panther. Superhero, if you couldn't tell. Wanted in on the revenge game once his father got assassinated and Barnes took the heat. Wasn't the case, as we found out after the dust from that brawl had settled, but Rogers and Barnes alone had high-tailed it to Siberia at that point. Rest is...well."
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"What happened after they left? You had to have found them, didn't you?"
Thor remembers with absolute clarity what Thanos had said, and Tony managed to glaze over those details. Thor needed to know.
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'If we sign this, we surrender our right to choose.' Steve Rogers' voice echoed in his head. His throat tightened and his voice dropped.
"I tried to appeal to him once more. Rogers. I thought anything was fixable with enough dialogue. Then the man orchestrating it all played the last card. The--the footage of the night. And I played right into his game. Rogers and Barnes gone, that left everyone who took his side where I left them." There was no pride, not even a touch of the sense of justification in Tony's voice--simply remorse. "They got out. Rogers came through--always does, that one. Still at large from where I'm sitting. Apparently doesn't stay that way forever."
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Instead he turns so he can more easily wrap his arms around Tony's smaller form. He doesn't let go, even when he finally opens his mouth to speak.
"Thank you for telling me."
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Thor shifts one of his hands away from Tony's back and over to the side of his arm. He knew from the moment that Tony leveled the accusation that he was right: he was projecting. But Thor didn't want Tony making the same mistakes he did. He didn't want him to agonize over them the way he did. And while right now, it was clear that Tony was in pain because of it, it didn't always have to be that way; he could fix things between Steve and the others when he went back.
This wasn't permanent.
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"I should say thanks while we're at it. For not smiting me. I would have fought back, obviously, but the most I could have done was tickle you and burrow like a prairie dog."
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Thor runs a band along of the back of Tony's head and finally lets go of him.
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"Have you talked to him? Rogers."
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The part of him that refused to forgive Steve was still there. Even if he carried the phone on him religiously, he never conceived of using it.
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