[ Tony wakes with a gasp and immediately regrets it. He regrets it cause his body feels stiff and uncooperative, chest too, too tight. He instinctively curls as much as he can currently make himself, and rolls onto one side, eyes wide and wild. ]
---what?! [ It's croaked out and forces a harsh spasm of coughs that make him hurt more. He's shivering. Where's his suit? Why is he so cold?
Wait. Wait, New York. Army. Nuke. ---wormhole. He forces his body to move, limbs flailing like he's suddenly forgotten how they are supposed to work or the commands aren't quite getting from his brain to the rest of him. He huffs out a breath against stone and grits his teeth, feeling the vibrations of coming steps.
His vision is blurry and his stomach roils with each attempt to gain further traction in this place. Eventually he succeeds only in falling back on his ass, shaking from cold. When his eyes do finally clear, he wishes they hadn't at the smile (god he thinks that's what it is) that comes into view. ]
Th---that is not a face anyone wants to wake up to in the morning. You---you should work on that.
[ So this... this is a dumb plan. Half baked at best, suicide at worst. But it's the best thing they've got at the moment. He doesn't know what Strange saw that made him think gambling the fate of the world on Tony was a sound idea, but then again the guy had a magic cape. Either he knew what he was doing, or he had a fondness for theatrics. Tony's limited interactions with him tended to have him leaning toward the latter.
He's sporting a new suit, one that should have 'Made in Wakanda' stamped on it. Under other circumstances, he would've liked to spend a lot more time in Shuri's lab, but they'd been under a deadline. It's his design, but her energy absorbing nanonites. There is no guarantee that it will do what it's intended to do, or that Thanos won't decide to turn Tony into dust with a snap of his fingers before the opportunity to test it presents itself.
But then again, there was no place for guarantees in this new world Thanos had created. Nebula, Rocket, Steve and Thor are attending to the Black Order while Tony moves towards the makeshift place Thanos has been calling home. The planet reminds him a lot of Earth.
Except for the deafening silence.
It doesn't take him long to find the Titan.]
You know, you're a lot easier to find than I thought you'd be.
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Date: 2018-05-18 03:29 am (UTC)---what?! [ It's croaked out and forces a harsh spasm of coughs that make him hurt more. He's shivering. Where's his suit? Why is he so cold?
Wait. Wait, New York. Army. Nuke. ---wormhole. He forces his body to move, limbs flailing like he's suddenly forgotten how they are supposed to work or the commands aren't quite getting from his brain to the rest of him. He huffs out a breath against stone and grits his teeth, feeling the vibrations of coming steps.
His vision is blurry and his stomach roils with each attempt to gain further traction in this place. Eventually he succeeds only in falling back on his ass, shaking from cold. When his eyes do finally clear, he wishes they hadn't at the smile (god he thinks that's what it is) that comes into view. ]
Th---that is not a face anyone wants to wake up to in the morning. You---you should work on that.
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Date: 2018-05-18 06:15 am (UTC)He's sporting a new suit, one that should have 'Made in Wakanda' stamped on it. Under other circumstances, he would've liked to spend a lot more time in Shuri's lab, but they'd been under a deadline. It's his design, but her energy absorbing nanonites. There is no guarantee that it will do what it's intended to do, or that Thanos won't decide to turn Tony into dust with a snap of his fingers before the opportunity to test it presents itself.
But then again, there was no place for guarantees in this new world Thanos had created. Nebula, Rocket, Steve and Thor are attending to the Black Order while Tony moves towards the makeshift place Thanos has been calling home. The planet reminds him a lot of Earth.
Except for the deafening silence.
It doesn't take him long to find the Titan.]
You know, you're a lot easier to find than I thought you'd be.