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Steve Rogers ([personal profile] noparachute) wrote in [community profile] rekindleme2014-02-24 04:42 pm

And back again [open]

Who: Steve Rogers and anyone
Where: Tony's room and around the city
When: February 23rd
Summary: Steve comes back after staying in his world for about 70 years. Cue making sure that Tony is okay and reorienting himself with Saeng Seong.
Warnings: Steve being a grumpy old man.


[Locked to Tony]

Steve wasn't very happy, to say the least. He thought that he would be getting a little time to himself after the battle in New York, time to maybe adjust to the new era or at least see how much had changed since his frozen slumber in the ice. But no, he woke up in another unfamiliar place without any warning. Of course the unfamiliar place became familiar once his memories came rushing back. Saeng Seong, right. He was... small when he was last here. It seemed so long ago. Steve briefly wondered if any of his friends were still here, how much time had passed in this place.

Oh, and Tony. He was here before. So was Loki- and okay, he needed to see if his teammate was alright and if Loki had done anything since his disappearance. Exploring the city would need to come after.

With that task in mind, Steve headed to Tony's apartment and knocked on his door, trying to remain calm despite the frustration he was feeling. He was getting sick of being transported to places without knowing how much time had passed.

[option a; open]

After being reassured that Loki hadn't done anything destructive yet and getting an explanation on how much time had passed, Steve decided that it would be a good time to walk around Saeng Seong again. Although, barely any time had passed since he was gone, almost the opposite of how it was on Earth.

Figures. A small part of him wished that only three days passed when he took the plane down.

Still, he had to do this. It wasn't like he remembered every single detail of this city... and he just really needed the fresh air. So Steve could be found around the districts, stopping every so often at different shops with a look of surprise. Surprise that it remained unchanged even though he knew it had only been a short amount of time. Or Steve could be seen walking down the street and turning his head at everything in almost a daze.

[option b; open]

Afterward, Steve was just sitting down on a bench in the park, staring down at his folded hands and looking a bit distracted. He needed a little time to take this all in still. Maybe he was overreacting, but just seeing the city almost unchanged... it was just a bit mind-boggling to him.

"Just three days..." Steve mumbled to himself, although his voice was clear enough to be heard. He also was a little angry about everything, but he tried to keep things to himself as he sat there on the bench.
ironyman: (that's grosser than gross)

[personal profile] ironyman 2014-03-31 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
The question hit Tony like a punch in the gut. He looked away from Steve--the moron was so painfully earnest when he asked that Tony knew he had no idea the can of worms he'd just opened. He glanced at the suits and couldn't help wondering what Howard would think of them, of Iron Man and his kid's attempts to set right what their company had done for decades. Old man would probably prefer that crappy new paint job Rhodey was sporting, the bastard.

"God, you know how to kill a mood," he muttered with a bitter chuckle.

Tony got up from the table and went to the small kitchen, opening a cabinet to retrieve a glass and a bottle of whisky. He was going to need it if this conversation went the way he thought it might.

"That would've required the old bastard to actually talk to me," he replied smoothly with a composure that betrayed a wound scarred into an ugly mess long ago. "So. No."
ironyman: (no blood in my alcohol system)

[personal profile] ironyman 2014-04-11 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Tony gave Steve a scowl like he was about to ask what an absolutely moronic question that was. How was he supposed to know why the old man barely paid attention to his own son when the cameras weren't watching? He'd have fixed it if he knew. If summa cum laude from MIT at age 17 didn't do it, Tony sure as hell didn't know what would have.

For a moment he looked like he was going to make a snappy remark, but then apparently changed his mind and poured the whisky, downing it in one gulp.

"You'd have to ask him," he replied, voice just a touch raspy from the burn of the alcohol. Damn cheap booze.

"Wouldn't shut up about you, though," he continued, looking away from Steve to refill his drink.

"I was a kid. I drew my own conclusions."