Hiya, I was hoping to reserve Darcy if it's no problem :)
Darcy Lewis will be held for one week!
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Hiya, I was hoping to reserve Darcy if it's no problem :)
Darcy Lewis will be held for one week!
Fighting the Elderly ll Rogers & Romanoff
Perhaps one of these days, she would attempt a Stark and retire. Of course, unlike him, she would really retire - from the world. A new identity, a new life; as if she had not tried that before.
‘Welcome back, Agent Romanoff,’ F.R.I.D.A.Y.’s greeting was followed by the click of the lock as the tower’s authorization system welcomed the spy. She was the most elusive member of the team for the fact that Natasha treated the tower like a workspace. She slept in it only when necessary and should she leave, no one would find even a trace of the woman. It was one thing to work with the team, but another thing to play house with them.
In the darkness of the tower, the training room was lighted up like a beacon. The light that leaked through the glass did little to let the shadows of the night swallow her as usual. Her steps came to a stop as the light caught the silhouette behind the glass. Against the lit screen of her phone, the spy checked the time. 3:34 A.M. Not a very normal time for training.
‘Access granted,’ The A.I.’s voice disturbed the night as the door slid open. The faint click of the heels sounded against the ground before the spy passed him, pulling off the gloves and the jacket that kept the chilliness of the night air off of her skin. “Lose the shield, Steve,” At a time like this, only insomnia could explain the training impulse. “Let’s go a few rounds.”
The jacket fell against the ground in a heap just before the redhead kicked off the heels. “Or are you too scared?” As if he ever had a choice.
So call me maybe? (Stark & Rogers)
So he was easily distracted and absorbed in his work. Anyone who actually knew Tony was aware that was just the way he was. Things like eating, sleeping, human interaction were pretty low on his priority list when he lost himself in a project.
Even when the consequence of that were several messages from various friends concerned about his well being and reminding him to perform ‘lowly human tasks’ like eating and sleeping.
Or reminding him of previous discussions about supplying his friends with gear they needed to keep the world safe while he lounged in Montecito. Where he was only working on his cars, and the occasional pet project.
That was it, really.
It probably was time to finally give Rogers a call. He sat in his lab sending the video comm. request as he tinkered with a gear.