vatheon | (no subject)

Who: Tony Stark ... and YOU!
When: Backdated to New Year's Eve
Where: Plaza
Style: Mun is used to brackets, but will match styles with whatever works!
Status: Open!

[once he dove under the water, nothing was what he expected to see. notably, there's a decided lack of New York City pipelines. or really, New York City-looking anything. he's pretty sure New York doesn't have underwater plazas.]

Jarvis, hey. What's going on here?

[he's suddenly hit by something even more discomforting: radio silence] Jarvis. Buddy. Talk to me. ... Right, I'll just talk to myself, shall I? That always works just as well. Okay. My AI link's probably just broken, thought I tested that in the underwater preliminaries, but but that's easy enough to fix ... I hope.

[he sits down on a nearby bench and notices a blinking icon in a lower corner of his HUD.] ... Okay. Uh. ... Yeah, sure, let's activate that. What's the worst it could do.

[the welcome brochure appears on holo-panels in front of him, and he frowns]

No Jarvis. But someone's hacking my systems. Okay. This is not good. This is not cool, and it's not funny. Fury, that you? It's got One-Eyed-Creeper written all over it...

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[There's an equally wet woman glancing at you, Tony. It's not every day you see a man in a metal suit talking to himself after you've been kidnapped. Her arms are folding across her chest (white tank tops and water do not mix well), wet curls clinging to her as she tries to work out if it's worth talking to what is likely a hallucination. Clearly she's been drugged if she's seeing this.]

... Who are you?

[on the contrary, white tank tops and water go very well. he offers her a quick smile] Tony Stark, also of the freshly sodden club. You have any idea how you got here?

[She shakes her head.] Not really. I'm just... here. You? [This is the part where she hopes he's just as confused as she is. Elektra is pretty sure she can't take a guy in a metal suit assuming this is real.]

Same thing, really. Which is kind of a problem, since the last time that happened to me, the other people in the room when I came to my senses wanted to kill me.

If that's the case, here, we're gonna have issues. [he says it calmly enough, at least]

[Elektra eyes harden as soon as Tony says "kill." One of her biggest fears is to become a victim of violence like her mother. For her it's always easier to be tough than admit any weaker emotion is nagging at her.]

I don't have any interest in killing someone who's done nothing wrong to me if that's what you're implying. If you mean whoever brought us here... [She looks around and says dismissively,] They're taking their sweet time.

Yeah, sometimes they do that. Usually when they want me to make them something. [his tone speaks of Experience. the not-fun kind]

You do anything anyone'd wanna take advantage of? [somehow he manages to NOT make that sound dirty. consider it your free pass, he's distracted]

[Elektra looks off to the side. She hears that experience and tries not to think of hers. It's not happening, of course.]

Maybe. Mostly I'm someone certain people would like to take advantage of.

Well, if we stick together and look around this place ... I can pretty much guarantee nobody'd even try. Even if you look like you could probably handle yourself.

[Elektra considers it a second, but it's mostly for show. The second he admitted she looked capable it was a guarantee she'd be willing to stick with him.]

Deal. Where should we start?