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Oct. 6th, 2020 at 8:28 AM
WHO: Tony Stark & Agatha Heterodyne
WHAT: Meeting
WHERE: The Tower
WHEN: Tuesday morning
STATUS: Threading
WARNINGS: Language, mentions of injury/gore.
Tony barely slept. He'd spent most of the night watching his video surveillance of the portal. Unfortunately, it did little good as the villains were spit out quickly and landed all over New York. He felt useless. Perhaps he ought to put on his suit and go flying over New York? However, part of him didn't want to. He didn't want to see the pained looks on Pepper's, Morgan's, or Peter's faces ever again. Could he actually sit back and be the "man in the chair" though? Hell, he was antsy.
He was just about to try to get some more sleep in his chair when a strange sight popped out of the portal and landed on top of his building. He quickly summoned his suit (just in case) and rushed up.
WHAT: Meeting
WHERE: The Tower
WHEN: Tuesday morning
STATUS: Threading
WARNINGS: Language, mentions of injury/gore.
Tony barely slept. He'd spent most of the night watching his video surveillance of the portal. Unfortunately, it did little good as the villains were spit out quickly and landed all over New York. He felt useless. Perhaps he ought to put on his suit and go flying over New York? However, part of him didn't want to. He didn't want to see the pained looks on Pepper's, Morgan's, or Peter's faces ever again. Could he actually sit back and be the "man in the chair" though? Hell, he was antsy.
He was just about to try to get some more sleep in his chair when a strange sight popped out of the portal and landed on top of his building. He quickly summoned his suit (just in case) and rushed up.
mood: 
worried
worried
Comments
She might have completely forgotten about trying out the phone.
"Actually I've had this conversation with people from other worlds, it is always an interesting one, even though I generally vehemently disagree with everyone else. Where exactly do you draw the line? What qualifies artificial for you?" She was leaned back against the table now, fiddling with her device again.