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lightprotcsting‌:

Ever since everything had gone south with Mysterio after they’d gotten back from the class trip, MJ knew that Peter had to get far away and fast. Tony Stark was dead and the other Avengers were proving to be little to no help, even SHIELD, for whatever involvement Fury had with helping in Europe, wasn’t doing anything. It was frustrating and had Michelle worried sick about her boyfriend.

When he heard someone enter the classroom, she didn’t look up from her book until the guy said her name. The eyes of everyone in the room seemed to go to her and she merely gave them all a pointed glare in order to get them to mind their own business for the moment before standing up and grabbing her backpack, heading out of the classroom and down the hall somewhat before speaking.

“So, are you here to tell me where Peter is or are you here to kill me?” she asked almost casually. “You comin’ here talking about a Stark internship either means you’re legit and here to help or you’re one of Beck’s goons and you’re here to kill me or use me to get to Spider-Man, which, by the way won’t work.”

Nick was glad she immediately seemed to grasp the situation. His face was naturally not as well known as his fathers with his company being more behind the scenes, just as himself, but some kids seemed to know it, probably some die-hard-fans of his dads. But that didn’t matter now. What mattered was to talk to Michelle, tell her where Peter was and get her there perhaps.

“I wouldn’t touch Beck with a ten-foot pole. That guy is unhinged, was unhinged even before Tony fired him.” He knew it intimately because he had been around SI back then already. Back then he was officially the sole heir to the company, well Stark heir that was. Now things looked very different and he was glad of it. He was, as it stood, the heir of the company with Pepper still running it. Should something happen to her, he’d step in until Morgan was old enough, should she want it. In any case large portions of the company belonged to her.

“He’s in a safe house belonging to Stark Medical.” He said. “To be fair he’s not exactly in a good mental state, so I was hoping you’d come with me to visit him. Uh, actually I shoudl introduce myself first. I’m Nick Stark.”

#lightprotcsting

@lightprotcsting

When Nick entered the school - Midtown - he was reminded of his own time in school, when everything was so much easier, no legacy, no companies to lead, no little sister to help raise, no teenage super heroes to monitor. But he had these duties now and as such he had the duty to come find a certain young lady and inform her that he had managed to get Peter to a safe location and to get her there should she want to see him.

“Hey. I am looking for a Michelle Jones? It is about your internship at Stark Industries.” He said as he entered the class of that young girl.

#lightprotcsting

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@reastark

“Stop, just stop, okay? I can’t...handle this. I am an orphan, too, for heavens sake. Actually we don’t even know if you are an orphan per definition, but given the general neglect coming from your mother, I am going to ignore her continued existence. To get back to the point: I am an orphan, too. The only one of us who isn’t is Morgan and it is on us to make sure she never will be. Unlike us.”

#reastark

@starforcecommander

“Intense, man.” Nick commented dryly. “ Sweeping in, reversing gravity and being all ‘I am your savior’ even the green part fits with the last one that tried that. You’re just lacking the ‘I am your god’ persona. Sooo what are you? Kree? Xandarian?”

#starforcecommander

@ayoungeststark

Nick let himself into the apartment with ease, grinning as FRIDAY greeted him with a tiny bleep and an annoyed huff. He looked at the younger half-sibling before him. “Hey Logan.” He said to him. “FRIDAY; I know you’re pissed I brought HELEN, but you’ll just have to deal.” He looked at Logan. “It’s like having a sister in here, isn’t it?”

#ayoungeststark

@girlquaked

Nick stared at the agents around him. He really didn’t want another fuzz, but given that it was very, very obvious who the Iron Protector was - it was intentional after all. And it was clear early on that Nicks inventions would be something organisations like SHIELD and HYDRA would want. He just had no intention of giving them out.

“If you are here for help, who is wounded? If you are here to get something from me....well you’d have to discuss that with the accords council.”

#girlquaked

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@redheadarcher

Nick had holed up in his fathers' workshop again, setting up his workspace to improve some of the teams' weapon, when the AIs alerted him to someone coming down. “Ah, Miss Barton! Good timing! I was just about to take a peek at your weapons! Anything, in particular, you wanted for them?”

#redheadarcher

amvranthines‌:

The woman looked up from her presumably stolen laptop and at the man who approached her. She took a quick glance at the empty cup in his hand. ❝ … Oh. ❞ She simply said upon processing the situation. Her hand closed the nearly-forgotten laptop–that had several tabs open, all on the subject of necromancy though some miscellaneous–in front of her. ❝ I must’ve lost track of time and didn’t notice my cup never arriving, ❞ Amarantha hummed.

❝ I suppose that would be alright, though you must be in quite the rush I assume? I shouldn’t burden you. ❞ She pointed at the cup that was conveniently positioned well enough to see her name written on the white Styrofoam, hinting that he would have noticed it if he wasn’t in a rush.

She did seem to take it in stride, he was glad about it. It would complicate his morning immensely if she didn’t and potentially not only his morning. With this being a public place, it could lead to other things, public things like scandals and he had to avoid them at all costs. He had people on his payroll, he was responsible for them, he could not gamble on the shares in any form.

“I’m not in a rush.” She said simply. “I’m distracted. I have a few projects to deal with that are rather complicated and a bit...time consuming. If I make a mistake, people may die, so I kind of constantly think about these things and I kind of lose track of my surroundings somehow. What kind of coffee would you like? Anything else? Cake, sandwich and stuff?”

#amvranthines

thenamesallison‌:

The last thing Ally wanted to do was be introduced to a brand new “family,” but it didn’t seem like she had much of a choice. The last couple weeks had been the most chaotic and confusing of her life; all she wanted was to sequester herself in her grandparents’ house and not deal with the outside world for at least another week. But, no, instead she was put into the custody of her biological father, a man she didn’t know other than his public persona.

She stood silent in the elevator as it went up and up and up, finally dinging when they arrived on one of the residential floors. She saw Pepper first–they had met once and she seemed nice enough–and then caught sight of a man behind her. Ally knew that none of her anger should have fallen onto Nick, but he was there so unfortunately he was bound to get some.

“Ally. I go by Ally.” She eyes him up and down. “You’re the kid he stuck around for, huh? Nick? How old are you?”

Nick was slightly amused by her little outbreak. He had grown up knowing his father, he had grown up hearing about Howard, his grandfather, and Maria, so he had intimate knowledge of Starks. And of course, he knew himself. This was textbook Stark behavior. “Clearly a Stark.” He pointed out after. He moved behind Pepper - soon to be step-mother, he was sure of that - to the side to grab another can of beer, but she, with a smile, pushed his hand down. He rolled his eyes and turned back to his younger half-sister.

“I’m 25.” He didn’t think reacting to her jab at Tony sticking around for him, would do anyone any good. Not her, not him. He had other things to do, like fo over the stats again to make sure that Pepper would be okay - and his father. He really could not lose another father. “How old are you, kid?”

#thenamesallison

@heroesathxart

“Wait what? Romanoff has a kid?” Nick asked in surprise. He did not expect that in the slightest. He respected Natasha, of course he did. But he never thought she’d be a mother, especially not that young. In a way he was impressed. “And you are that kid?”

#heroesathxart

@amvranthines

“Hey...uhm...I think I just stole your coffee.” Nick said as he approached her, holding up a cup he had taken in his rush and that was definitely not him. “Sorry, can I buy you another cup to make up for my rudeness?”

#amvranthines

@ayoungeststark

“Morning, kiddo! What are you up to today?” Nick asked his younger brother as he walked into his fathers penthouse. “The rest is still asleep?”

#ayoungeststark

@thenamesallison

Shame, guilt and grief didn’t even cover what he felt. What Nick never got in for teenage rebellion - because what was there to rebel agains? Freedom, choice and perspective? - he got in now, in a way. With the bottle being his current best friend, he was less than impressed when no other than Pepper Potts - apparently with a weird habit of making it her mission to sober up Stark men - swooped in and forced him to go with her. Then again she had no power to actually force him, so in a way he did come willingly.

Still now he was stuck in this tower and to make it worse: He knew his little half-sister, whom he never met, was on her way because tragedy had to strike her family, too. Luckily it didn’t look like NIck himself had anything to do with that - for once. Oh and add to that that his father had had open heart surgery recently, not long after his other father had died. That made matters so much easier.

Nick had once again wasted the night away on beers and his dads workshop when they brought her in. “This must be Allison then. Welcome to the madhouse.”

#thenamesallison

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