Abandoned Warehouse District, Monday Night

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

After spending far too much time working on the suit lately, Tony felt this was the perfect time to test out the tweaks he'd made to the flight capabilities. Which meant a bit of flying around for the good of science and not simply because he enjoyed it or anything.

Because that would be silly.

But, for now, he was hovering next to one of the buildings in order to review his data. See? Science.

[[Open, of course! And NFB, if you please!]]

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[wwiii]

Was Warren really expected to sleep at night, after finding that the island had up and moved to ancient Egypt? Flying during the day so close to so many more or less normal people really didn't seem like the greatest of plans, but after dark?

Totally fair game.

And he was even wearing a shirt tonight. Surprise, right?

He wasn't quite making giddy whoops as he enjoyed a sky that wasn't Iceland-cold. But it was a near thing. That he caught sight of a familiar outfit hovering not far below was really par for the course, wasn't it?

"Good night to hang around the warehouses, is it?"

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"It's always a party," Tony replied dryly, glancing over at Warren. "We should start bringing chips and dip out here."

[wwiii]

"Next time, I'll supply the Mountain Dew," Warren replied, grinning as he flew a circle around Tony before lighting nearby on one of the rooftops. Conversations were easier to carry on when you weren't circling like some kind of oversized vulture, generally.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Deal!"

...what? He needed Mountain Dew to survive these days. Sweet, sweet caffeinated goodness.

"And look, nothing attacking us."

[selfhelphero]

Billy had thought about exploring the island when he first arrived, but flying around in cold weather just hadn't seemed like a good idea. Now that it was warmer though, he hadn't had to think twice before sneaking out of his room and taking to the sky over the abandoned warehouses. Since they were, yo know, abandoned, he wasn't even thinking he might run into anyone else.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"You're new," Tony remarked once the suit picked up on movement nearby. Ah, technology. How he loved you so.

[selfhelphero]

It was a good thing the flying had become second nature to Billy, or he might have stumbled at being caught by surprise, not just from not being alone, but by who was talking to him. "Iron Lad?" he said, staring at the suit.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

Wait what?

"...Lad? That's a new one. Did I tick off people on Facebook or something?"

[wwiii]

Rule number one, Billy: The abandoned warehouses rarely are.

"Nice night for flying, isn't it?"

It was crazy how casually a guy with a sixteen-foot wingspan could just wing up overhead to strike up a conversation these days, huh? Warren was apparently getting pretty comfortable on the island. Finally.

[selfhelphero]

Billy's first mental note of the night? Work on awareness of his surroundings. "Um. Better than a few nights ago. To me, at least," he said, trying not to stare at the guy's wings. They really were too impressive to ignore though.

[wwiii]

"Well, a few nights ago, it was pretty cold around here," Warren noted, smirking a little. Hey, people were welcome to stare, just so long as they were doing so in awe.

... His ego needed the stroking. Honest.

"Egypt is a definite step up from that. You're one of the new students, I'm going to guess?"

Warren was just full of insights this evening.

[longislandiceme]

Bobby was totally not sulking about the abrupt change in climate. And likewise was not sliding around town as Iceman because he was sulking. he was ice-sliding because he was bored and he'd finally beaten the last level of Wormhole II and he had nothing better to do, okay?

So, yeah. Ice-sliding and trying to see if he could sneak up behind Iron Man there.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Ice in Egypt might not be the most unobtrusive," Tony informed him. The suit was faaaabulous for that.

[longislandiceme]

...Damn it.

"Flying shiny metal dudes, on the other hand? Happens all the time, am I right?"

[screwyoumarvel]

Steve was standing on the ground with his arms crossed, glaring up at Iron Man. "This isn't what we discussed."

So busted.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"I was testing things!" That made a difference.

[screwyoumarvel]

"How were your results?" Steve wouldn't understand the science talk, but he could probably tell whether Tony was making it up or not.

[longislandiceme]

"He's employing the buddy system at least?" Iceman interjected, trying to help in his own unique way.

Never mind that Tony hadn't actually requested any of his so-called buddies. They'd just kinda shown up. As they were wont to do.

[screwyoumarvel]

"Don't encourage him," Steve said warningly. Just because Xavier didn't seem to have any qualms about tossing teenagers into dangerous situations didn't mean Steve had to agree.

[batwaffles.livejournal.com]

It was weird how active these abandoned rooftops got.

They'd just gotten a little more active now, what with the girl with the BIG HAIR cape and mask who'd just swung over and landed on the edge of the rooftop.

"It's too much to hope you're out here just for fun, isn't it?"

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Running a few tests," Tony replied, doing a little loop around her. Her giant, secret hiding hair was a good thing to flag people down. "Somehow, I doubt flying over Alexandria would do history any good."

[batwaffles.livejournal.com]

". . . probably not. Too bad," Robin decided, dropping down onto the edge of the roof so she could swing her feet. "The aerial tour of ancient Egypt would've been wicked."

[exactlyaverage.livejournal.com]

Yes. Jack was patrolling the abandoned warehouse district.

On foot.

On the ground

You know. Like normal people do.

When looked up and saw all the activity he just shook his head.

"Don't you people have better things to do up there?" he called out. "How much crime actually happens in the air?"

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Ask the TSA that one," Tony suggested helpfully, hovering in place.

[exactlyaverage.livejournal.com]

"You mean before or after they lose my luggage?" Jack asked back. "What are you some kind of robot?"