action;

[punchedhitler]

[He had to go out at some point - mostly to get clothes, but also to run errands like food and walk the dog and finally meet Bucky up at the Blue Light for when Bucky gets off his shift.

He can't believe he's wearing a dress, but that's all Rosella had to lend him, so a dress is what he's wearing. He supposes in this body it's not so bad, right?

He hopes, anyway. This dress shows off a lot of his legs. Luckily he's not wearing heels, too. ]




[ooc: action only please, but feel free to meet him out and about or even at the Blue Light! Hit on him, come on, you know you want tooooo]

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[ironmanic]

[After much whinging and fussing, Tony was let out of the hospital. In truth, he had few major injuries, the armor having protected him from the impact.

So of course he's wandering around the City now, refamiliarizing himself with the layout and the locations. He finally finds himself at the Blue Light - he's been itching for a glass of scotch - when he sees a strangely familiar looking woman.

Ah, well, she's hot. Despite his relationship with Pepper, it doesn't mean he can't appreciate a good-looking woman, right?

He slides next to her, smooth and suave.]

You know, I don't normally forget the face of a beautiful woman, but I swear I know you from somewhere.

[miss_america]

[Oh.

Lord.

Steve is turning bright, bright red]

You probably forget the face of all the beautiful women.

[ironmanic]

[Oooh. One of those girls, huh? It's been a while since he's met someone -- well, anyone, really, as he's been doing unexpectedly well with Pepper -- who didn't just confidently throw themselves at him.]

Names? Yes. But faces?

[Also yes, but he's trying to flirt here.]

Never.

[miss_america]

[Steve decides you know what-

He's not saying anything.]

You have a reputation, Mr. Stark.

[ironmanic]

Are we talking about the good one or bad one here? It really depends on which source you're looking at.

[miss_america]

I heard something about three Swedish models at once.

[ironmanic]

Not entirely true. One of them was Scottish. Lovely accent.

[miss_america]

I don't really think that changes my point.

[ironmanic]

Honestly, that was a long time ago.

[A quirk of his lips, perhaps unreadable.]

Not unenjoyable. But that might have been before the suit. The Iron Man suit. Shiny, red-?

[miss_america]

[Oh, Tony.]

Oh, the tin can?

[ironmanic]

[MEAN.]

Not a fan of technology, are you?

[It's not tin. Or even iron. God people. BRUCE WOULD UNDERSTAND WHERE IS HE.]

[miss_america]

I like progress just fine. I was in New York when the aliens attacked, you know.

[SIP DRINK.]

[ironmanic]

[Huh.]

Well, since you seem to already know who I am- can I get a name, Miss-?

[And now Tony finally asks for the lady's name.]

[miss_america]

I want to see how long it takes you to forget my face, first.

[ironmanic]

Is this some weird new evolved form of playing hard to get?

[miss_america]

Do you think I'm playing?

[ironmanic]

Do you like women instead?

[Hot.]

I can never tell.

[miss_america]

I don't think that's really any of your business, Mr. Stark.

[ironmanic]

Hey, I don't judge. And please, call me Tony.

[miss_america]

That's nice to know.

Are you going to offer me a drink?

[ironmanic]

[Wow way to use him for his money Steve.]

Well, since you asked so nicely.

[He motions for the bartender, sliding a colored coin his way.]

Whatever the lady wants.

[miss_america]

A Roy Rogers, please.

[It's non-alcoholic it can't be that expensive.]

Thank you, Tony.

[ironmanic]

The pleasure is mine.

[Another coin]

And a scotch on the rocks.

[miss_america]

[Omnomnomnom cherry is eaten first, popped into his mouth]

I saw you fall in yesterday, too.

[ironmanic]

Yeah, that. Doesn't happen usually. Only when it involves portals.