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name: anthony ‘tony’ edward stark age: forty-one faceclaim: oscar isaac alias: iron man powers/skills: with the iron man suit, superhuman strength and durability, flight, and wide use of weapons. tony is a genius with expertise in mathematics, physics, chemistry, computer science, electrical engineering and mechanical engineering. he's an effective and experienced businessman. he has some training in hand-to-hand combat without the suit. in addition, he's a pretty decent leader.  alliance: avengers threat level: 7/10 history file: case file 85 notable changes from 2012 to the timeline they were pulled from: tony’s child is missing! also he struggles with alcoholism and ptsd still last memory before ending up in nyc, 2012: traveling back in time to 2012

“I’ll break out the pink suit just for you, dude.” Sam chuckles a little at the thought, knowing it would turn some heads with how bright the shade is under fluorescent lights. He doesn’t ever mind being the center of attention, having the confidence to enjoy it when the opportunity presents itself. Which isn’t often but regardless, he’ll be prepared next time a party is hosted at the tower. He begins to laugh when thinking about what Clint is wearing again. He can’t look at him or the laughter will just keep going. “He’s technically dressed according to dress code so what would your excuse be for kicking him out?”

          ‘  have  you  ever  seen  her  off  of  her  phone ?  ’    cindy  asks  curiously  ,  head  tilting  to  the  side  .    ‘  or  tried  to  hide  her  phone  before  she  can  even  get  to  it ?  ’    maybe  she’ll  try  that  next  -  if  it  doesn’t  get  her  fired  ,   that  is  .    ‘  i  guess  .   things  are  pretty  whacky  right  now  .  ’    supreme  word  choice  cindy  ,   really  .    ‘  maybe  when  we  get  back  to  2021  you  guys  can  go  on  a  joint  vacation ?  ’  

shock is written on jeans features as he asks who she is, and it almost angers her that he doesn’t know who she is. angered that he’s unaware of everything that had happened between his team and hers. but, she’s quick to hide it, the mutant leveling herself out as she’s handed her drink by the bartender. it doesn’t take jean long to realize she’s speaking with a tony from an entirely different universe than hers, thus making everything even more complicated than it was. “jean.” she simply states, pausing for a moment. “jean grey.” she doesn’t know if he’ll recognize it, and truthfully, the redhead doesn’t need him too. she’s better off if the avengers didn’t know who the x-men are, but she’s aware they need their help. “considering i found you in a random bar in the streets of new york, and we’re not where we’re supposed to be, i think we both have plenty of free time.” is all she says. “i’ll tell you about them after you tell me why we ended up here.” 

           ‘ us losing isn’t your fault , mr. stark . ’ peter felt like tony needed to be told that , he didn’t want tony to always blame himself even after they make it home . ‘ i still can’t believe you guys figured it out and i wasn’t there for it . super jealous . time travel - wow . i really can’t believe it . we’ll figure it out , mr. stark , we’ll make it home . but i mean this place isn’t that bad for the time being . ’

 jubilee  raises  their  brows  up  in  amusement  .  press  ?  no  offense  to  the  avengers  or  anything  ,  but  are  they  not  aware  of  other  superhero  teams  aside  from  their  own  .  “  what  a  perfectly  appropriate  thing  to  say  to  the  press  ,  ”  they  simper  .  “  fortunately  for  you  ,  mr.  stark  .  i’m  not  the  press  .  ”

       looks  up  ,   almost  breaking  into  a  smile  .    ‘  you’re  …  kidding  ,   i  hope  .  ’   if  she  could  make  the  man  look  at  the  world  around  them  ,   take  in  every  single  thing  on  this  earth  .    ‘  there’s  not  much  for  me  here  .  ’    and  she’ll  leave  it  at  that  for  now  .   lorna  raises  a  brow  ,   looking  towards  him  .    ‘  mister  tony  stark  -  have  you  ever  heard  of  something  called  mutants  ?  ’  

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹no cameras catch my muffled cries⊹ — about

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹i see right through me⊹ — face

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹and i'm still a believer, but i don't know why⊹ — muse

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹and my words shoot to kill when i'm mad⊹ — interactions

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹we're so sad, we paint the town blue⊹ — avengers

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹can we always be this close?⊹ — pepper

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹the old tony can't come to the phone right now⊹ — phone

           ‘  it’s  the  fate  of  the  world  as  you  know  it  ending  …  blah  …  blah  …  blah  .  ’   and  if  daisy  was  SKYE  ,   she  would  ask  why  he  didn’t  just  get  used  to  it  .   she  knows  better  now  ,   she’s  grown  .    ‘  if  everything  worked  out  as  planned  ,   i  wouldn’t  have  20  million  scars  to  show  off  during  sexy  time  .  ’    a  bit  of  a  joke  ,   but  also  she  hopes  it  helps  .   daisy  shrugs  ,   throwing  her  hands  in  the  air  .    ‘  trust  issues ?  sorry  ,   sorry  .   sooooo  …  do  i  get  a  key  or  what  .  ’    a  pause  .    ‘  what  was  your  guys’  main  goal  here ?  ’  

The question sits heavy in the air. What would she do? Tony is the greatest mind of this time, she knows a lot of weight falls on his shoulders, yet here he is asking her what she would do. It’s a loaded question, and she has a selfish answer. It always falls back to Morgan. But then other things begin to linger, Natasha is back. Her death undone and that begins to weigh itself. Does Morgan even exist anymore? Does that time they once inhabited exist? There’s a spiral that’s easy to get trapped in. “I..” Pepper pauses, and for what feels like the first time ever she says “I don’t know.” The woman presses her lips together for a moment. “There’s so many factors… and whatever happens I don’t think everyone is going to happy with it. But, I would try to get back. Purely for selfish reasons, I would try to get back but then I think about people like Natasha. Then what? She’s dead all over again… I don’t think there is a right thing to do here.” Thankfully Tony presses his hand over hers and Pepper no longer has to worry about her fingertips trembling against his face. Instead they soothingly caress his cheek. “Even if we end up bringing her here… I’d be okay with that. I just.. want her back.” 

Clint goes on to give him a bit of a shrug. “With the way things have been going for me lately, I think if things went well tonight it might actually be an act of god himself.” The man gives a bit of a snort as he takes a long swig from his drink. He nearly snorts it out of his nose though when Tony speaks again. “You know that might be the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.” He gives Tony’s elbow a bit of a playful nudge with his own. “As long as you’re paying I’ll take a glass.”

Pepper had panicked, the building had begun to shake and with that emotions kicked into overdrive. Her very core had begun to burn, extremis. The last time it had reared it’s ugly head was during the fight with Thanos, Any rubble that had tried to fall onto her on her way out was tossed to the side like it weighed as light as a feather. But as she finally broke out of the building, piece by piece a suit connected around her. Pepper was afraid she’d burn right through it, molten skin making her sweat.  “Yeah – yeah. It found me.” Her voice is shaky at best. “Are you okay? Do you have a suit? Do I need to come and get you?” The questions flow from her mouth like a waterfall that cannot be stopped. “Tony – there were still people in the building.” 

status: closed character: @avengerstark​​ / tony stark location: outside the avenger’s tower / avenger’s tower

There’s been radio silence the earthquake hit; an uneasy feeling settling in Steve’s stomach at the thought of people being trapped in. There were reports coming from all over, of people trapped in various buildings but the thing that stopped him dead in his track was the report of his team being trapped in the Tower still. “Stark?” He hopes JARVIS is still up and running, switching to the Avengers only comm link. It was the only hope that he could get information on his team.  “Tony, can you hear me? I need a status on everyone in there and nobody is answering.”