[flynn-credible-blog]

Hot.

[tony-starkim]

Been there, tried that. Kept the goatee as a souvenir. And for the devilish good looks. 

Actually, I wouldn’t mind the mirrors - there’s a few strategic places around here that I’ve wanted to get equip, and no one can protest their placement if they’re gifts. 

Well, yes, I can probably make a gun to make it cold outside. Will I? Probably not. There’re other alternatives to fixing your problem, other than, you know, destroying humanity as we know it. 

Have a cold beer. It’s on me. 

[flynn-credible-blog]

/That/’s debatable.

I’m not giving mirrors without getting something back for it, that’d be way too charitable.  Plus you sound like a perv.

There’s a lot of ‘probably’ floating around your sentences, man, that’s not what I came looking for.  And just for the record, nobody’s looking to destroy humanity.  Manhattan won’t die off with a cooler summer, I promise you.  If anything I’d be providing a much needed service to people who can’t necessarily afford air conditioning or make time to get to the public pool- which leaves tons to be desired as is.

Humor me and imagine that you could take a gun to a sizzling neighborhood and- for a small collective fee- cool it down so people can make it until sundown.  Temporary temporal interruption for the sake of avoiding anything from dehydration to heat exhaustion.

But sure, buy me a beer.  It’s literally the least you could do while saving face.

[flynn-credible-blog]

Hot.

[wintersoldier-ta]

Sure, sure. You’ll be waiting a while though. 

What the hell movie has a guy named Mr. Freeze in it? That’s kind of a lame code name, don’t you think? Oh, like Superman or somethin’?

Are you not the kid that can supposedly sell anything? 

[flynn-credible-blog]

What can I say?  You’re a long term investment.

Superman?  Close.  Along those lines, sure.  And it is a lame codename, but I wasn’t in charge of picking it, so.  You don’t want to see the movie, though.  Spare yourself.

Mr. Barnes, I could sell water to a river.

[flynn-credible-blog]

Hot.

[tony-starkim]

You sort of look like a supervillain - you’ve got the eyebrows for it. And don’t knock it ‘till you’ve tried it. Who knows, you might just have fun. 

You’ve heard of this thing called air conditioning, right? You don’t need a gun, you need four walls, a power outlet, a wall, some styrofoam, and a box cutter. 

Or you could just go to a mall. A store. An office building. Someone’s home - the possibilities are endless. 

[flynn-credible-blog]

You’ve seen your goatee lately, right?  Or do I need to donate a couple mirrors to Stark Industries?  You look like Satan.  My eyebrows help me convey my disinterest in talking to other people, is all.  You should see them now.

So the answer to my question is a big, fat, resounding ‘No’.  No, you can’t make a gun to make it cold outside.

Your reading comprehension’s leaving a ton to be desired, here, Chief.

[flynn-credible-blog]

Hot.

[tony-starkim]

Care to be a little more specific? 

Are you talking nitrogen-infused blasts, or a temporal interruption? 

[flynn-credible-blog]

Temporal interruption.

How was that even a question, do I look like a supervillain that wants to blast people with nitrogen?  You’re supposed to be a smart man.

Gun.  Makey cold outside.  Y/N?

[flynn-credible-blog]

Hot.

[wintersoldier-ta]

I’ll see whether or not the labs have managed to cook one up when I can be bothered moving off my couch.

…that actually is a better idea. Have I even given you any of the money you’ve decided I owe you? Nope. And it’s stayin’ that way.

I’m guessing these are movie references?? I think Winter Soldier might still fit if we get our hands on this gun.

[flynn-credible-blog]

Of course it’s a better idea, it’s mine.  And don’t worry, I’m just letting you run the tab up.  Collection will be satisfying.

Movies?  Geeeeeeeeeez.  Well, Mr. Freeze technically made it to a movie but...we don’t speak of the horror.  I’ve already said too much.  But I was referencing comics.

So Captain Cold and the Winter Soldier, then.  Still has a bitchin’ sound, I could sell it.

[flynn-credible-blog]

Hot.

[tony-starkim]

Not saying it wouldn’t be cool - but it might have some adverse effects. Wouldn’t have to worry about global warming anymore, though. 

[flynn-credible-blog]

What do you know about freeze guns?

[flynn-credible-blog]

Hot.

[wintersoldier-ta]

I’m pretty sure you can just yell Thor to the heavens and he’ll show up. You should try it. 

Alex and I shoulda taken you to Dubai, you’d have loved it. 

I’m going all out. Gonna switch the star to a Christmas tree, get a freeze gun. Fuck, I want a freeze gun… 

[flynn-credible-blog]

Fuck...

...I want us to have a freeze gun, too.

And don’t go with a Christmas tree, that’s tacky and controversial.  You’d alienate some of your audience.  Stick with the seasons theme and make it a snowflake instead of a star.  Boom.  You can even have that advice for free.

But back to this freeze gun idea.  I call dibs on Captain Cold, you can be Mr. Freeze.

[flynn-credible-blog]

Hot.

[wintersoldier-ta]

Get Thor on the phone, he’ll do it. Easy. Winter forever.  

[flynn-credible-blog]

Yeah, let me just hit speed dial #3 because I’m Rent-A-God over here.

Fall, but Winter’s better than this shit any day.  Your bias is showing, by the way.

[wrinkledpants]

Color Palette #47

[flynn-credible-blog]

Hot.

It’s too damn hot out.  Someone punch the sun.  Like right now.

[wintersoldier-ta]

“…Don’t tell me that was the first beer you ever had.” He asked cautiously, catching the face the kid pulled, “I know Alex is kinda weird when it comes to booze. You the same?” 

Folding his arms across his chest, Bucky gave a slight shrug. “I gotta be honest with ya, I haven’t worked with him in a while. Barely even talked to him. He seems alright from what I see? What, you want me to talk to him or somethin’? Make sure he’s keepin’ it together?”

[flynn-credible-blog]

“What? Me? No.  No, no.”  Flynn took another pull from the bottle, face scrunching up.  “I’m just used to vodka.  And better beer, but no judgment.  Don’t mind me.”

“No, I was just wondering.  I was hoping that despite reassignments you two would still be working together.  I know a little less than I prefer to, but yanno...isn’t called..”  He mouthed ‘Secret Avengers’. “..to be cute.  He’s keeping it together, it’s my job to make sure he does.  Can use all the eyes and ears I can get is all, Alex puts on a good Tough Show.  Thinks he’s clever.”  He move to thumb at his nose, sniffing and setting the bottle aside so he could fold his arms over his chest and let some quiet settle between them.  “Speaking of talking, though, do you ever...you know..?”  He used his chin to gesture at the metal arm, never quite getting up enough courage to look the older man in the eyes.  “Alex is friends with some kids at Mercy that might want to hear what you have to say about, um, prosthetics.  Can set that up.”

[hawkatiebishop-blog1]

“So my haunting you doesn’t deter you, but Alex being mad does. Damn, I need to work on that.”

She chuckled and took a sip of her beer, trying to wash the flavor out of her mouth. “I love that you were compelled to make that reference, as if I’d actually thing there was some Pacific Rim connection to what you’d just given me.”

[flynn-credible-blog]

“The haunting, I would deserve.  Alex is my best friend, of course I don’t want him mad at me.”  He shrugged his shoulders, in a ‘what do you want from me?’ manner.  “Priorities, you know?  Plus I’d rather have a ghost that doesn’t like me than one that does, how long would you actually hang round me?“

Flynn shrugged again, sipping from his own red cup- thank fuck he’d finally found some vodka.  Not the best mix, but nobody seemed to  be following the rules much.  With Alex drinking too, it seemed a no-holds-barred occasion.  Looking  over to Kate, he huffed a laugh and held a hand out as if there were a pitbull to keep at bay.

“Jesus, relax, I make stupid references all the time.  Alex and Chloe barely drink, used to be they never did, so I get away with this kind of shit with them.  Let me have my stupid references.”

[flynn-credible-blog]

[alexanderisntthatgreat-deactiva]

[wintersoldier-ta]

“I’d just… Stick with the beer, if I was you. Avoid anything Thor tries to give ya if it comes to it… You’ll probably be hungover for a damn week.”

“Shit, I think I remember hearin’ you were all business. Yeah. S’cool, that– Shit, you manage a supermodel? You are one lucky kid… Damn. Yeah, long as no one tries to blow up my building or steal my food, it’ll be all good.”

[flynn-credible-blog]

“Thanks, I’m definitely not looking to be hungover for a week.”  Flynn tilted his head back to take a good pull from the beer, cringing at both the bubbles and the taste though it was a quick reaction.  “While I have you here, lemme ask...”

He took a step forward, chancing a quick look over his shoulder to make sure the coast was clear, tone of voice low to keep their conversation private.  “Alex is good, right?  Out there, I mean.  I mean, you mentored him when he was a New Avenger so I know you know how he works.  He’s okay, right?”

[tarpgzackblogs-blog]

“I’m not allowed to buy beer. We’re minors, remember?” Alex shifted in place, tilting his head like Finjee when he didn’t understand what Flynn’s orders. “A lot. You can throw a mighty fine shindig.” he complimented his brother, raising a hand for a high five. “Oh, does it? Maybe I’m already building a tolerance cause I feel fine…” he said looking at his bottle before taking a swing– of his empty bottle.

[flynn-credible-blog]

“Since when has that ever stopped us?  Or if you want to keep your spotless reputation, we can just ask when has that ever stopped me?“  His eyes lifted when Alex raised a hand and Flynn gave a little hop up to slap it.

“Maybe you come already equipped with the tolerance of ancients.  Let’s not find out yes or no the hard way, hm?  You have to give them time to hit, and remember that you’ve been stuffing your face all night on top of it.  Just because you feel fine now doesn’t mean it won’t hit like a freight train in ten.”

[hawkatiebishop-blog1]

“So my haunting you doesn’t deter you, but Alex being mad does. Damn, I need to work on that.”

She chuckled and took a sip of her beer, trying to wash the flavor out of her mouth. “I love that you were compelled to make that reference, as if I’d actually thing there was some Pacific Rim connection to what you’d just given me.”

[flynn-credible-blog]

“Have you ever seen Alex mad?  Probably not.  It’s almost as bad as when Alex is sad.”

“Maybe I just really like saying Gypsy Danger.  If you mistake mechs for deer’s blood, that’s your malfunction.”