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[ironmanic]

It's like being in Tokyo all over again - only with less medical masks and fewer stilettos stabbing my feet. And strange men against my ass on the subway.

[Tony is waiting in line at the donut place, checking his inbox and scrolling through the Network as he does.]

I hate lines. Lines are for peons- Pepper, Dawn. Get me VIP standing with this donut place, would you? Throw around words like investment and stocks. You're both good at that.

Also-- if you could set me up an appointment with our friendly neighborhood gods. I'd like to take them out on a lovely candlelit date. Preferably within the week, but whatever. I've got egg creams. No rush.



[ooc | COME AT ME WITH EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT. Doubles, AUs, whatever! Also, Pepper and Dawn-muns! You don't actually have to set up that appointment haha.]

Comments

[abstraction]

I love lines, the ultimate assurance of society knowing it's place. Row upon row of peons—good word, derogatory but too obscure to be understood by most of the category it's referring to—waiting in the knowledge that if they only had a different face, better clothes, the whole process could be bypassed and at the same time knowing that if their face were different, if their name opened doors they wouldn't have the time on their hands to indulge in waiting.

Are you with P&P? You look familiar.

[ironmanic]

Interesting, but philosophy bored me to tears in college.

The name's Tony Stark- if you've opened a magazine, then yes, you've probably seen me before.