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Helping SHIELD out since they asked so nicely. [Member of the SHIELD Initiative Institution RP.]

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Body.

Taking a walk had never been quite so dramatic, for Tony Stark - and that was saying something. He had just been taking a little stroll by the cliffs, a part of the island he was particular toward; he liked the water, and how clear it was. However, today, the water wasn't clear. He saw, as he approached, a cloud of something - a shrouded figure under the surface. 

Pace quickening, he jogged toward it, almost dreading what he was sure to find. Naturally, his chest tightened at the sight. 

It was a body. A body under the water. Not sure what to make of this, and more than a little alarmed at how this happened without his noticing (not really, anyway... that heaviness had been present since they arrived).

Picking up his phone, he pressed a button. He had to call someone. Anyone.

"...I... uh... just found a body."

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On The Island | Open

Stark sat quietly at a little bistro - one he spent quite a bit of time at - sipping a latte as he read over the TSI files. It was incredible, that an organization such as this one could do so well, so quickly. There was so much progress, so much participation, and after all of that... so much grief. Some of the students had their lives ruined thanks to the program, while others had lost theirs. He himself had found a lover, and then lost that same lover, though he wasn't sure he was going to get them back. Did he want them back?

Either way, this was supposed to be a vacation, so why was it that his mind was heavy?

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Training || TSI || James & Stark

James ran through the corridors, he did not want to be late for the one and only Tony Stark. As he ran, thoughts bombarded though his mind about what was in-store for him. Some, more… Important… than others.

Will he like my ability? Will he like me? Oh! I wonder if he’ll let me look at his suit… or even touch it! Will he put it on? Oh - That would be super cool.

Then, the boy’s mind wandered down that route idealistically as he found himself rounding his final corner. He could see the man through the large glass windows, he had his back facing them and seemed to be talking to someone, although no-one was actually in the room.

JARVIS! 

It suddenly clicked as to why the mentor was talking away by himself, his computer interface, JARVIS, was more than likely in there with him. 

Star skidded along the floor, slowing himself down from his quick paced run and looked in through the window, a gleaming smile etched into his face. He knocked and waited for his new mentor to turn around.

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He just laughed a little, then turned to look around at all the machines and devices he had awoken. Nodding a few times, he clapped his hands together, and turned on his heel to look back at James.

“Yeah, it is pretty darn cool. I’ve spent a little while getting everything all ready to go here, so I’m pretty attached. Then again, I can see that you probably will be too, huh?”

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Of Bottles and Boyfriends || Tony and Primal

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Primal raised his eyebrows. Any of his business? There were two things he could assume from that statement:

1. Tony’s in a bad mood

2. Tony doesn’t approve of his boyfriend’s best friend.

He hoped it was the former.

“Any of my business? I’m sorry, but who are you to say this to me? Romar is my best friend, and I stopped by to see if maybe you had any information on what has happened to him recently.”

Okay, that might have been a bit rude, but it wasn’t like he was trying to disrespect Tony. He only wanted to know what was happening to his best friend, and the one person he hoped would have information on the subject tells him it’s ‘not his business.’ The insides of bank vaults weren’t his business either, but that didn’t stop him from going in them.

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"I don't know what's going on with him. If you're his best friend, shouldn't you?"

He furrowed his brow in response, looking up at Primal with something of a taken aback expression on his face.

"If you recall, he left TSI. He left me. I have no idea where he is or what's going on, and it isn't really something I'd like to talk about. Sorry if that disappoints you."

He was annoyed, of course, but something else was bugging him. He didn't really want to know what was going on, because he felt like it would only cause him more pain and grief.

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Boarding time.

As far as he'd heard, it was almost time to go. He had gotten his pilot all ready (aka JARVIS), and had the plane fuelled up before waiting on the roof of Stark tower with a list of the students attending. Naturally, some students and faculty had not expressed interest in the trip, so they would inevitably be staying behind; either way, it was exciting, being able to get away from that place at least for a little while.

Peering through the list, he mentally checked each kid (and member of personnel) he knew off, pondering over the ones he wasn't so familiar with. 

Tapping his foot, he waited for everyone to arrive, and the roll call to begin. 

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Got your heart in a headlock. [Tony]

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Pepper could always tell when Tony was not feeling quite himself. He became hard in her eyes, harder than he usually was, and quiet, and bitter. She didn’t think that Tony was a particularly bitter man, considering his hardships and emotional turmoil, so it was all the more obvious to her. His tension melting away under her touch was a breath of relief, and she gave him a gentle, affectionate squeeze.

“Will that be all? I charge by the hour, so…” 

She drew back just far enough to see him, to gauge his expression, and there was immeasurable fondness in her eyes and in her smile. 

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He appreciated the comfort, and when she pulled away ever so slightly to speak, he did the same. Chuckling in the back of his throat, he did his best to push everything away, and just focus on the moment. He was with Pepper, a woman who had never left him, never abandoned him, always supported him. She meant the world to him, and he wanted her to know it.

"I think I can afford you for a little longer."

Winking, he managed a little smile, then leaned in to press a kiss to her cheek, right next to the corner of her mouth. She made him feel shy, and it was something he appreciated.

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Training || TSI || James & Stark

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James nodded eagerly, the ever present grin on his face shining brightly. He looked past Tony and into the lab then back again restlessly. 

He let out a small ‘hmm’ as he thought of reasons to why SHIELD assigned Stark as James’ new mentor. 

“Well… You’re like… Really cool.. I mean, really clever” he started, he spoke quickly with short stops. “And… I’m like… Kinda clever and… You can teach me awesome stuff!” he said, his arms flying everywhere as he spoke. 

Yeah, that seemed like a good enough reason.

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He already liked this kid; he seemed to know exactly what Tony wanted to hear, and was an expert as far as flattery was concerned. Laughing softly, he shrugged, patting the young boy on the shoulder.

"Sure, that makes sense. So, we can both be cool and clever together huh?"

Winking, he gives James' shoulder a squeeze before turning, and heading into the workshop. Beckoning for him to follow, he inputted a code, all the machines whirring to life.

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Of Bottles and Boyfriends || Tony and Primal

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He stepped further into the room at Tony’s question, taking this as an invitation to stay. His steps were slow as he approached the chair on the opposite side of the desk, and he rested his forearms against the top if it. It wouldn’t be hard for Stark to guess what he was here to talk about, and he only just now realized the subject could be uncomfortable for the mentor.

Primal sighed lightly, knowing he had to get down to business. “What’s been happening with Mar lately?”

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He lifted his head at that question, having focused his information back on what he was doing before Primal had spoken. He wasn't sure what to make of that question, considering the subject matter.

"... I, uh."

Furrowing his brow, he leaned back in his office chair, and folded his arms over his chest before crossing his legs, and continuing.

"... sorry but I don't see how that's any of your business."

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Hey, guys.

So, I heard that a bunch of you were in favour of taking off for a while. So, I listened, and I'm going to lend TSI my private aircraft, and it will take all of you to my private island. It's a pretty sweet gig, so I think that you'll all have fun. There's warm weather, sunny beaches, and plenty of debauchery to be had -- provided it follows school policy of course. 

... So, how does... Friday sound?

- Tony

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Training || TSI || James & Stark

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James was that star-struck kid that would be standing against the rails at a concert, staring up at his idol, not caring about the little space around him, or that he was being squished to an inch of his life. 

After a moment of looking from Stark’s hand to his face, the smile on James’ face turned to a childish grin and his own hand met and shook Tony’s. 

“Yes, Sir!” he said enthusiastically. “I know I.. I’ve seen you ‘round but… This is totally wicked” he added, beaming up at his mentor. Most kids, most adults even, never actually meet their celebrity idol and here he was, 12 and three quarters and he had met every single one. The Avengers. 

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"Totally wicked, huh."

He couldn't help the little grin on his face; this kid was too cute, and he was pretty enthusiastic as well. Tony thought that little James might be just what TSI needed.

"So, why do you think they sent you to me, other than the most painfully obvious fact."

Blinking down at him, he lifted his eyebrows, then squinted, making a face.

[primalrebellion-blog]

Of Bottles and Boyfriends || Tony and Primal

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Primal opened the door and stepped in, looking around the room for a moment. Of course the room would be lavish- was anything else expected from Stark? The man looked completely fine on the outside, as if Romar’s disappearance hadn’t affected him at all. Then again, Tony was all about self image.

He turned to look at the man sitting at the desk. And the awkward conversation begins… now. “Hey.”

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"Hey."

He responded in kind, lifting his eyebrows as he leaned back in his office chair, eyes squinting a little. Folding his arms over his chest, he just sat there like that, waiting for what Primal would inevitably begin to talk about - then again, there might be a reprieve, and he could be wrong.

"What can I do you for, Primal?"

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Got your heart in a headlock. [Tony]

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Normally Pepper would brush him off, playfully of course, and draw it out until she was running after him down the hall laughing and begging for a hug. Of course she wanted to give him a hug, she wanted to say, but she knew it wasn’t the reply he was looking for. Such a closely guarded man was Tony Stark, that an admission like this, however playful or joking, was not to be taken lightly. A benefit (or perhaps a curse) of working so closely with someone for a good chunk of your life was that you could read them like a book. 

“It’s not a favour if I don’t expect anything in return.” Her eyes were kind, as usual, and she opened her arms to him, stepping forward and engulfing him in a Pepper Potts Brand Hug. TM. 

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He waited patiently as she contemplated (or seemed to contemplate) acquiescing. When she did, however, the feeling was something unmatched by anything in the last few days, perhaps even the last week or two. Sighing through his nose, he wrapped his arms around her in response, his eyes closed, and body slowly relaxing as a result.

"... thanks, Pep."

He wouldn't say that this helped a lot, even though it did - that wasn't his style. She knew him well, and she would be able to read it in his attitude.

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Training || TSI || James & Stark

James ran through the corridors, he did not want to be late for the one and only Tony Stark. As he ran, thoughts bombarded though his mind about what was in-store for him. Some, more… Important… than others.

Will he like my ability? Will he like me? Oh! I wonder if he’ll let me look at his suit… or even touch it! Will he put it on? Oh - That would be super cool.

Then, the boy’s mind wandered down that route idealistically as he found himself rounding his final corner. He could see the man through the large glass windows, he had his back facing them and seemed to be talking to someone, although no-one was actually in the room.

JARVIS! 

It suddenly clicked as to why the mentor was talking away by himself, his computer interface, JARVIS, was more than likely in there with him. 

Star skidded along the floor, slowing himself down from his quick paced run and looked in through the window, a gleaming smile etched into his face. He knocked and waited for his new mentor to turn around.

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Turning, he blinked, looking around for a moment before focusing on the young one. Smiling a little, he mouthed something to his assistant, though it wouldn't be heard through the glass as far as he could tell, with JARVIS opening the door as a result. Once the door of the office was open, he made his way out, and leaned down with a hand extended.

"Hey, kiddo. I'm Tony Stark. You must be James."

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Got your heart in a headlock. [Tony]

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Pepper didn’t want to let her forgetfulness go, but Tony had already changed the topic of conversation, and the warmth of his hand seeped into hers. It made her heart leap, and heat crept up her neck in a bright red veil. She caught her peach-pink lower lip between her teeth for a moment, committing the feeling to memory, before forcing herself to focus on what he was saying. That wink, the trademark charm; she couldn’t help the satisfied smirk on her face.

“Coming from anyone else, Tony, it would be a nice gesture.” Her tone was blatantly playful - Pepper knew better than anyone else how selfless the billionaire was - and she gently shoved his shoulder, cocking her hip. “From you it’s like salt in the wound.” 

The room was huge around them, miles and miles of empty space, filled with silence and tension. Pepper had always felt like she got lost in Tony’s eyes, no matter how long she stared into them, and she gazed away bashfully.

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He just continued to peer up at her, and smiled a little after a few seconds had elapsed. Moving, he stood up, and straightened his shirt out a little. Squaring his shoulders, he squinted at her as she stood there in front of him, and then spoke. 

"... Hey, Pep, can I ask for a favour?"

Without waiting for her to respond - partially because he knew that she would say yes to mostly anything he asked of her - he continued.

"I haven't had a hug in a while. A really good hug. Think you could help me out?"

It was hard for him to ask for this sort of thing, but he managed to mask it with playfulness normally. This time, he wasn't sure.

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Got your heart in a headlock. [Tony]

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She smiled down at her boss; the man she called her employer, her friend, and her secret-but-not-so-secret crush. There was something there, between them; it was evident, obvious, and a slow form of torture for Pepper, but she smiled nevertheless. Tony’s smile brought her pleasure and happiness.

“I wouldn’t want to get her hopes up, Tony.”

She shook her head, absentmindedly massaging his shoulders with slender hands. 

“God Tony, you’re in knots! When’s the last time I booked you for a shiatsu? It must have been.. oh, two months ago now… Tsk, how careless of me…”

She’d begun to murmur by this point, squeezing harder without realising it. He’d been trying so hard to teach, deal with Romar leaving, and take care of everyone else but himself, and Pepper had the audacity to forget his bi-weekly massages. 

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"... It's all good. I actually forgot myself, you know."

Lifting a hand, he put it over hers without thinking - it just seemed like the normal, the right thing to do. Smiling a little, he glanced up at her with his lips pulled up more on one side than the other; his asymmetry was all part of his charm. Winking, he gave her hand a squeeze before removing his.

"And about Consuela, isn't it a nice...gesture? Buying the woman a sandwich? Maybe it's a peace offering, wherever she's from... You never know."

And then, there was the ever famous Stark Squint. TM.

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Got your heart in a headlock. [Tony]

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She shook her head, waves bouncing over her shoulders, and tip-toed around the desk to stand just beside Tony. She placed her hands delicately on his shoulder, trying to mask the concern on her face with a smile. She knew that he didn’t like to be pitied, or fussed over, and coddling him would only make him clamp up more tightly.

“Oh no, no, definitely not. Unless you can count Mrs. Consuela, the janitor. She seemed more interested in my lunch than I was!” She laughed in an effort to lighten the mood, happy to play along and pretend that he was all right, if that was what he wanted. 

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He didn't mind her hands on his shoulders, and in fact, he glanced up with a wry little smile when she mentioned the janitor. Snorting a little through his nose, he nodded. 

"Yeah, I can believe that. Maybe buy her something next time, I feel kind of bad... she's so poor."

He wasn't trying to sound like a rich snob, but he probably managed to all the same - he had never really been in a lower class, so he didn't quite understand what that would entail. All the same, in recent years he had been more focused on equality and support, rather than me, me, me.

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ooc: I don't think anyone is really affected by this, but Ash will be leaving TSI.

Bye guys. 

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OOC: =( 

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ooc: You’re great, Tony! It was just a lot of people to try and connect with, and I feel like I didn’t. I also like playing characters that already exist. 

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OOC: Well, if you want to play a different character, feel free to apply or suggest. =) We'd be happy to have you.