Stark Industries [Saturday]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge is definitely glad to be back to having a regular job again. That it's at a repair shop is just icing on the cake, really.

Stark Industries is open, and Bridge is busily making notes on the set of blueprints he's got spread across the counter.

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[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"That's just a litte too weird," Murdock stepped into the shop, plucking a dancing nose off his shoulder. "I've heard of running noses before, but this is insane."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Huh?" Bridge looks up. "Oh. Yeah," he catches sight of the little running nose. "Sometimes Fandom takes things a bit too literally."

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"Well at least I know I'm not the only one seeing strange things. That's kind of a relief."

He noticed the papers spread across the counter. "Oh hey! What are you building?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Theoretically speaking... it's going to be a device for detecting and measuring wormhole activity," Bridge informs the newcomer.

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"Really? I found some information on wormholes using my computer, but they all seem sketchy at best. Half of them were people arguing the reasons why wormholes can't possibly exist."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Well, if they couldn't exist, I wouldn't be here in the first place," Bridge points out. "So I'm inclined to believe they do, personally."

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"I'm with you, man. How else would I wind up in the future and finding out spaceships are really real?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"How far back are you from?" Bridge asks curiously.

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"About 20 years. Not really that much, but it's still amazing to see how much things have changed in such a short amount of time. You?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Not from back at all. More forward, actually. About fifteen years. Although I guess technically I'm also from now, in a way, except the me now is only about three and a half, and I'm a bit older than that as you can see- especially if you count the eight months I spent in London where apparently only half a week passed here."

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

He nodded, "I suppose I'm 'here' too probably. Somewhere. Probably a heck of a lot older than me though. An old man, even." He chuckled a little, "If I went to your time, I'd probably be *really* old. All wrinkled an' stuff."

"London? How'd you get stuck there?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"There were these angel statues, except I guess it turned out they weren't really statues at all, but aliens or something who could only move when you weren't looking- except blinking counted as, you know, not looking, and they could move really, really fast. Anyway, they abducted a bunch of people and sent them into the past, and I ended up in London in the middle of the 1930s."

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

Speaking of blinking, that's what Murdock was currently doing. It took him a moment to process all of that. "Aliens disguised as statues? Either that's one of the most brilliant disguises ever or just really lame."

"Dude, that had to stink."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Literally at some points," Bridge says, making a face. "I didn't exactly end up in the best part of London." It wasn't really a subject he enjoyed talking about.

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"Well, at least you made it back." Murdock understood not wanting to talk about certain things. "So, what exactly is it you guys do here? Fix and build things? Can anybody join in the club and work on their own stuff?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yes to the first thing," Bridge says with a nod. "As for the second... I don't know? It's not my store, I just work here. You'd have to ask Mr. Stark about that."

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"Stark," he nodded. "I'll do that. You guys at least sell parts? I might have something I'd like to work on."

He grinned, "Nice to meet you, employee of Mr. Stark. I'm Murdock."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Um," Bridge says dubiously. "Not officially, I don't think it's part of the actual business plan, but there's, you know... if you can find anything you need amongst the stuff the previous owner left behind, I'm allowed to sell that. I think. I'm pretty sure, anyway."

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure that's another question I can pose to Mr. Stark. I don't need anything today anyway. Kinda need a place to work first. I don't think the lady at the hotel would like me muckin' up her carpet."