video | un: iron.man

[buildsomething]

[The video opens on a very nice view of a warehouse ceiling, at least until there's a muffled curse offscreen and it tilts to reveal one Tony Stark. He's practically vibrating with the kind of manic energy that means he's been working for possibly too long, all hair standing on end and a few dark smudges on his face, but he looks pleased at least. Just behind him is a glowing blue hologram picking out the lines of something circular, spinning lazily like it was hurriedly abandoned.]

So hey, you all know those power plants out there in yonder abandoned wasteland? Sure you do. I know there's one working, but I've got some ideas for how to give the other ones a good kick. Thing is, I could use an extra hand.

[The metal arm that's been slowly rolling along behind him suddenly straightens and twists in Tony's direction, claw at the front contracting. Without looking back, Tony just snorts.] Not you. [The arm droops, somehow giving the impression of looking disappointed, but continues his trek to wherever he thinks he's going.]

Anyway, yes. Manpower needed. Preferably the kind that knows it's way around a welding iron, but I'll take what I can get. Oh, and a metric shitload of palladium. So if anybody's got a spare catalytic converter or twenty, let me know.

[He reaches for the phone, then pauses, something slightly sardonic flicking across his mouth.]

Or if one of you magic types wants to straw-into-gold me up some, I'll take that too.

Thanks in advance.

[Looking much more satisfied, he reaches the rest of the way to cut the feed.]

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video; @star.lord

[nostalgiabomb]

I can lend a hand, if you still need it. Can't help as much on the palladium front, though. Sorry.

[ A pause, then, ]

You should probably cut back on the coffee, by the way.

[buildsomething]

Won't say no. There'll be plenty of work to do when I get all the supplies lined up.

[The other part makes him snort a little.]

Why, do you not want me functioning?

[nostalgiabomb]

I dunno. I mean, I'm not an expert or anything, but it kinda looks like you're about to vibrate yourself into another plane of existence.

[buildsomething]

Nah. This is pretty standard for me when I get into a work groove.

[The sad part is, he's not even kidding.]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ A pause, as Peter makes a slightly pinched face at the camera. Then, ]

That's, uh.

Not all that reassuring, Stark.

[buildsomething]

Do you need to be reassured?

[He flashes a bright grin.]

Seriously, I do my best work this way.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter looks far from impressed. ]

If you say so.

What's your plan on the power plant front, anyway? And are you gonna take a nap some time before then?

[buildsomething]

Well that depends on how long it takes me to source all the materials.

[So deadpan.]

Yes, I will sleep. When I'm done working. And the plan is to hook up a self-sustaining power source to keep the plants running stably.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ That's.

Slightly more comforting. ]

Just so you know, the giant bags under your eyes aren't a great look. Like, maybe Lydia Deetz pulled it off pretty well, but I'm not too sure I can say the same for you.

[buildsomething]

What, you not digging my goth phase, Quill?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter peers at the screen a little critically, then, ]

Maybe if you throw in the black lipstick, it might help?

I mean, if you’re gonna do it, you’ve gotta commit, dude.

[buildsomething]

You say that like I haven't done it.

[College was a wild time.]

I tend to prefer a nice red, though.

[nostalgiabomb]

I can definitely see burgundy being your color, yeah.

[buildsomething]

Excuse me. Cherry red or go home.

[Look, he has a brand to maintain.]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He snorts out a laugh. ]

So where's the gold come in?

[buildsomething]

I dunno. Glitter?

[He's done that too, come to think of it...]