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Post by safetytronic on Jul 10, 2011 2:27:06 GMT 2
 Playground school bell rings again
Rain cloud come to play again~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Abby had been returning to the penthouse to check on the place in her father’s absence. She had managed to reason with Jarvis to grant her access to everything while her father was gone. She had kept coming home to see if she could even pick up the slightest trail of her father, but it was to no avail. Her search for him has proven futile, and she wasn’t yet ready to give up. He never gave up on her, so she wouldn’t give up on him. He was the only family she has left, and if anything happened to him she would truly be devastated. She hugged herself as she walked through the front door and into the large living room, like she had done since the first time she had stepped back through the door since being notified of his disappearance.
She walked through the place, going to her room and tinkering with her project that she was working on when he went missing. She hadn’t had the energy to do anything other than pick pieces up, stare at them for a bit, and then put them down. Once she had checked her room, she then walked next door to her father’s. She stood in the doorway, afraid to enter but she finally made herself to do so. She walked over to his closet, and opened it before smelling his scent whiffed over to her and she couldn’t stand it anymore. She rushed out of his room, tears streaming down her cheeks, as she made her way toward his workshop. She hadn’t touched any of his things down there, knowing he wouldn’t like it if she did. More importantly the cars and his armor. She of course had started another pet project, and it laid incomplete on a workbench. She didn’t know what she was trying to put together, but she only knew she saw it somewhere. Granted, she didn’t see it very well but she would try to replicate it.
Abby walked over to it, stood there staring at it for a moment then walked over to one of his encased suits. ”Daddy, where are you?” She whispered to what she thought was an empty workshop. She just wanted her father back, and her search for him was getting her frustrated. Is he hurt? Is he even alive? Is she truly an orphan now? So man questions, not enough answers. She knew that those questions would be answered as soon as she saw him again. She leaned against the case as that is the closest she felt to him at that moment, but she really wanted to feel his arms around her again.
Other person talking
Thinking
”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Has no one told you, she‘s not breathing?
Hello I‘m your mind giving you someone to talk to TIME :: Afternoon (at least a few weeks after meeting Johnny Storm)
TAG :: Tony/Open
WORDS :: 446
NOTES :: She misses her father…
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Hello by Evanescence
CREDIT :: ABBY!! |
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Post by TONY STARK on Jul 13, 2011 21:29:35 GMT 2
"Ehhhhh...my head is spinning..maybe I shouldn't have had that drink down in Albuquerque. Wow my head must have been hit by a train for me to come up with that on. I'm loosing my touch.." Tony said while waking up in his hotel bed. As he slowly got up he rubbed his head slowly yawning a bit and wondering what time it was. He knows he's been gone for quite a while now and timing met a lot to him now that he's been 'missing'. However to him it wasn't missing more like recuperating and repairing his down systems since the Extermis started to fail with in him. Literally almost killed him but at least he's better and got a better armor in the process. Tony than slowly moved out of the bed, stretching every moment he got as he felt a bit stiff. Drinking a lot the night before could do that especially while trying to get to all the nano machines that are increasing his brain power ten fold every second. As per morning he started to slowly exercises a bit doing some sit ups and pull ups trying to get his strength back up for being bed ridden for a while.
After his physical therapy exercise was done he grabbed a towel real quick and took a little shower. Than right after the shower he put on a pair of dress pants, some good shoes, and a regular dress collared shirt. He than placed on his watch and sat down on the bed turning on the t.v to check on the statues of his company. It seemed like everyone is wondering where the famous Tony stark has gone, and who was running the company. "You would think they would know that the bored of directors would run a company in absence of the owner? Huh..maybe I give the media to much money if they can't deduct something simple like that. Huh guess everyone can't be as smart as me hehe" Tony said smirking. "Well I guess it's time to face the music and reinvent it again" he continued. Getting up he turned off the t.v and opened the window within his hotel. He looked down to all the people driving around trying to get to place to place. Smirking he started to speak, "Heh, who needs a car when you can become.." he stops speaking as his armor starts coming out of his skin and forms the blood edge armor."IRON MAN!" he said with a giant smirk under the helmet.
Tony than jetted off out of the hotel speeding off quickly, going super sonic within mere moments of going off, shaking most of the windows in the area. As he looked down he could see people looking up wondering if it was truly Iron Man. Once they confirmed it was most of the people below started cheer Tony on as he continued to fly. He smirked under his helmet waving a bit, liking the applause he increased speed creating a get line. After a few moments he made back to the penthouse opening the window that led to the living room. Tony could hear Jarvis greeting for coming home and welcoming him back. He also asked if his condition got better. "Hey Jarvis thanks for the warm welcome buddy. And yeah Reed helped me get rid of the Extermis virus and helped me build a new armor set much better than the old one that's for sure". Tony than walked over to the alchole bar and opened it setting himself up some scotch. "Ah..a couple year old scotch gotta love it!".
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Post by safetytronic on Jul 14, 2011 21:06:32 GMT 2
Playground school bell rings again
Rain cloud come to play again~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Abby thought she had spent plenty of time missing her father and standing in front of his suits. She of course turned around and eyed her pet project sitting on the work bench a few short feet away. She approached it, intending on working some more on it. She hoped that doing so would take her mind off her father. She picked it up, and turned it over in her hand, examining it for what she could do next. She then sat it back down and picked up a nearby tool that she had left out from last time, and started in on it again. She had been working silently for a better part of two hours when she felt the need to eat something creep up on her.
She careful stopped her work, and safely put the items in her hands down. She then got to her feet, and depressingly dragged her feet upstairs to the living room with a connecting kitchen to it. She opened the door to the top, and stepped through before pausing in her steps. She smelled a familiar scent, and rubbed her eyes to see if she was dreaming. Nope. He was still there at the bar drinking a glass of scotch, as if he never even left. She was torn between rushing to him and wrapping her arms around him, not letting him go. Or rushing up to him and hit him for leaving her without so much of a word. Did he not know how worried she was over him? Did he not know that she had blamed herself for not finding him? By the way he was currently relaxing with his preferred drink in hand at his bar told her no, he didn’t.
Abby took a few steps in the door and stopped, just far enough inside so the door can close behind her. She heard Jarvis tell her that her father was home. ”I can see that Jarvis. Thank you.” She responded to the electronic butler, but did not dare take her eyes off her father. She was so fearful that if she did, he would disappear again. And that he would never come back. Tears could suddenly be seen pooling in her blue eyes, as she didn’t want him to be her imagination again. She didn’t trust herself to move a muscle or an inch, for she thought that if she did she would completely fall apart.
Other person talking
Thinking
”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Has no one told you, she‘s not breathing?
Hello I‘m your mind giving you someone to talk to TIME :: Afternoon (at least a few weeks after meeting Johnny Storm)
TAG :: Tony/Open
WORDS :: 408
NOTES :: Is that really you Daddy???
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Hello by Evanescence
CREDIT :: ABBY!! |
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