The Perk, Wednesday Evening

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

Tony had been very good about his injuries. Very, very good. He hadn't even put on the suit to fight crime with Bobby when they were in New York! That was, like, insane levels of self control there.

But there was one thing he could not resist. That's right, coffee.

One tiny, little cup of coffee couldn't hurt, right? Riiiiiight. Tony was just going to hold his sweet, liquid crack close and enjoy it before someone found out and tried to take it away from him.

[[Open coffee shop!]]

Comments

[so_hawkward]

Clint was well aware that to most people, the evening was not the right time for coffee. But most people didn't have a stack of paperwork the size of a toddler waiting for them at home, so Clint figured his reasoning was solid. He noticed that he wasn't alone at the Perk, but that was more out of the habit of taking stock of a room than anything else. Once he had his coffee in hand, he went over to where the sugar was, adding packet after packet until the coffee started to reach the proper consistency.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

And most people didn't need it to function. So... they were weirdos.

Tony nodded at the new guy over his coffee, fiddling with his tablet to work out more coding to go into Potential AI That Is Not Going To Stalk Him.

[so_hawkward]

Clint glanced over and nodded back, watching the kid work on his computer. "Is that a fun game?" he asked.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

Tony snorted, replacing part of the code before closing it out. "Fun work. Different in that a game means it ends."

[so_hawkward]

"But work doesn't? That doesn't sound like much fun." Since when did teenagers want to do real work?

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

SINCE THEY WERE BILLIONAIRE, GENIUS, KINDA-SORTA-NOT-REALLY ORPHAN, CRIME FIGHTERS.

ASK BATMAN.

"I can always come up with a new project for work," Tony replied, offering a hand. "Are you new?"

[so_hawkward]

"The new guy smell hasn't washed off yet, huh?" Clint laughed and shook his hand. "Yeah, name's Clint."

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Tony," he replied, nodding at the chair across from him. "It's a thing here. Small island and all that."

[so_hawkward]

Clint grabbed two more packets of sugar before sitting down. "Yeah, everybody knows everybody, right? I'm still getting used to that."

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, the big brother radio we have going," Tony said with a snort. "With squirrels."

[so_hawkward]

"I thought the squirrels were code for something the first few days," Clint admitted. "We don't exactly have sentient animals where I'm from. At least, not yet."

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"I can safely say we don't either," Tony replied seriously. "As far as I know. God, that'd be terrifying in the wrong hands."

[ultron_junior]

Victor had been in town -- with its sweet, sweet, free wifi that didn't drop out like the signal at the tents -- a fair amount over the last couple days, and tonight was no exception. He flashed a quick grin when he spotted Tony and wandered over to the table, laptop bag still across his body.

"Hey. It's been a while."

Not really that long, but Victor hadn't known anyone in Fandom all that long.

[so_hawkward]

"Oh yeah? Where are you from?" Clint asked. "I'd ask when you're from too, but I'm not caffeinated enough for that. I'm learning though." Shhh, he had to take pride in the little things.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Hey!" Tony said, waving back. "Been... strange few weeks."

[dollpocalypse]

Topher eyed the coffee. "Is that allowed?"

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"New York, 2012," Tony assured him. "Pretty normal compared to most people."

Who were from the future or space, sure.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Yes." Not at all. He'd bite anyone who tried to take it, though.

[dollpocalypse]

"Good," Topher said, satisfied enough with that answer to flop down in a seat. And right onto a nee topic her went! "How do people minimize awkwardness?"

It was... not a subject he had much experience in.

[ultron_junior]

"Good strange, bad strange, or special strange?" Victor asked, dropping into a seat at the next table over.

He kind of figured it was the last one, even before he asked. Special strange seemed to go with being from the kind of place they were from.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"I might need more information on what the awkwardness is."

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Mix of the last two," he replied. At least his bruises had all finally faded!

[dollpocalypse]

Topher winced. "Sleeping five inches away from Billy?"

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Well." That was kind of awkward. "Long showers before going to bed?"

TONY.

[dollpocalypse]

Topher squawked. "THAT IS NOT APPROPRIATE AT ALL."