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[warmachine]

[ Rhodes has picked up a cat. One that's hissing at him, granted, but he's holding it up with one hand and scratching its ears with the other, unconcerned. He's also clearly mid-sentence when the device clicks on. ] — went home. And made me CEO, what did he think.

[ A sigh, and he doesn't say anything for a moment; the cat hisses again and swats at him. ] Guess I might as well take you along, get you fed a little.

[ And then he notices that his device is on. Rather than immediately turning it off, though, he turns to it. ] Tony Stark's left the City. Howard, Rogers, do you have a moment?

[ And then it clicks off. ]

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v i d e o

[diastereomer]

[ Yusuf is... rarely out of the lab, so he'll be one of the many new faces popping out of the woodwork to ask Rhodes questions he probably doesn't have all the answers to at this point in time. ]

So... I suppose you'll be the person I send this form for replacement diethyl ether to?

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[warmachine]

[ P a u s e. ] No, I think you should send that to Howard Stark. In an hour or two, once I've had a chance to talk to him. [ Ngh. He's already feeling a headache coming on. ]

v i d e o

[diastereomer]

Ah, state of transition, I get it. The lab can wait until you all have gotten it sorted.

v i d e o

[warmachine]

Thanks, man. [ He'd worry that calling his now employees that is unprofessional, but it's Tony's company. He can't do too badly. Probably. Hopefully.

He's way out of his depth. ]

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[diastereomer]

Not a problem, [ Though they don't know each other, Yusuf is pretty good at that empathy thing and something tells him a little reassurance might be appreciated here. ] Mr. Stark was more interested in mechanical than chemical, so we're rather used to holding our own; you won't have to worry about us falling to pieces.

[ Just, you know, the small scale explosions but nbd, right? ]

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[warmachine]

Glad to hear it. [ Small scale is okay, it's just the big ones he'd get worked up about. ]