#zerthea.starter

maybe tony was too skeptical. maybe it’d be easier to accept this all at face value. he was on a new planet where he was now to live. but it was too strange, and there were too many variables. for example, he’d been dying, and he had no memory of how he got here. or he wasn’t sure what anyone gained by him being here. it wasn’t like he had his company or his suit, he was just here, all by himself. which was strange enough, really. he was wearing the suit last he remembered, but here he was, plain clothing. again, strange. 

it felt like an elaborate hoax, and maybe it was. the new phones were weird, as weird as everything else going on here. they were advanced, and yet, primitive. he didn’t like any of this, honestly, but he’d yet to figure out what he was going to do about it. “so are we supposed to pretend this isn’t weird and just go to work and make dinner and everything like normal?”

gamora was quick on her feet, and figuring out a survival plan was in her nature. surviving under unusual circumstances was practically instinct at this point. while suspicious, she set up her phone and home, and even sorted out what kind of business she could run while she figured out the rest of it. she was not too sure how the finances of his place would work, and honestly, she’d never lived in one place before, like she was expected to do here. it was new and she hated that she was doing it alone.

without knowing how everything was going to go, she decided it was better to be safe than sorry. she was continuing to scope the place out when she noticed a few fruit trees. she couldn’t help but pick one, inspecting it before taking a bite. “have you tried any of the native fruit yet?” she asked, nodding towards the person across from her.