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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 17, 2015 13:52:35 GMT -7
Maria gave him a skeptical look. He seemed very passionate about this, but then again, so tended to be hallucinating drug addicts. He also seemed pretty lucid, so she doubted that he was on drugs. The story was implausible, but then, so was everything else surrounding the Avengers. Norse gods, aliens, super soldiers frozen for seventy years and HYDRA in SHIELD's midst for just as long? Everyday craziness for her at this point, so she chose to believe them for the time being. "Alright," she decided, "I believe you. But you-" she said, pointing to the robot. "Talk."
Alright. If she wanted information, information she'd get. "My name is Atomic Robo, but call me Robo. I was built in 1923 by Nikola Tesla, and I run the company Tesladyne. We produce some of the best technology in the world and also deal with all sorts of weirdness, including the creature that transported me here. Then, later at Mr. Murdock here's apartment, we encountered an entity made up of infrared radiation. It messed with some of my internal system-"
There was a knock.
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 17, 2015 13:52:59 GMT -7
(sorry had to cut it short, going to see Jurassic world again)
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Rp w/ dare
Jun 17, 2015 19:36:37 GMT -7
via mobile
Post by Daredevil on Jun 17, 2015 19:36:37 GMT -7
The blind man jumped slightly at the knock on his door, as he didn't hear any footsteps or anything coming; that wasn't a normal thing for him. Matt assumed some of these walls and doors must be sound proof, however, to prevent eavesdroppers from hearing important information. This was the kind of place where if something got leaked, people could die in the hundreds of thousands. He made a mental note to pay closer attention to the smells and sounds of the building. Matt turned to face the door with a natural looking but forced grin, trying to keep his image looking good. Since he never knew the next time he could make another impression on the people that worked here, might as well be on his best behavior. He raised his head slightly to taste the air behind the door, and immediately he caught a strong whiff of both cologne and alcohol. The strong scents caught him very off guard, and he felt his eyes water. Sometimes, he hated having ultrasensitive senses.
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 17, 2015 19:56:26 GMT -7
"What the hell," said the tired-sounding voice behind the door. "What the hell." The handle jiggled furiously, and Hill rolled her eyes. The door locked itself automatically upon entry- somehow Stark had forgotten this in his own building. She turned to flip the lock and opened the door herself, only to see a haggard and unkempt Tony Stark. He reeked of alcohol and even had a bottle of no-doubt expensive liquor in his hand, and was leaning heavily on the door frame. "What the hell, Hill," he said again.
"Oh my god," she muttered in response, punching the bridge of her nose in exasperation. "What were you- nevermind. I don't want to know. Go to bed, Tony. Get Steve. Get someone else. I don't even want to deal with this," she snapped, irritated.
"What, you got a problem?" Tony retorted, swaying backward and gesturing widely with his arms. "Huh?"
Hill narrowed her eyes. So not only had Tony gone back on his (rather public) promise to stop drinking so heavily, he'd gotten so wasted he could barely walk. Something bad must have happened, but she honestly didn't have the time nor patience to find out what it was. "Get out of here," she said evenly. "Just go." Tony flipped her off and stumbled drunkenly through the hallway. She rolled her eyes again and pulled her phone out of her pocket, dialling Steve instead. She gave her guests a look that said 'oh my god, I'm so done' and waited with one hand on her hip.
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 18, 2015 10:53:11 GMT -7
(IM CRYING THATS SO LIKE HIM)
The blind man observed the whole situation with a shy smirk on his face, resisting the urge to laugh at the drunken man. Obviously, the man who entered the room was the famous Tony Stark, the owner of the building, but Matt still wondered why he would go to work so intoxicated like this. After all, he had a reputation to uphold, and his current one wasn't so good: he was already known to be a politically incorrect hothead with a smart mouth, and throwing alcohol into that mix certainly wouldn't help him. He couldn't help but feel slightly relieved when Stark left the room, and he heard him cursing and muttering as he stumbled away. Smirking, Matt turned to face this Hill woman. "So, who was that?" He playfully asked. "Seems professional. Very polished."
Meanwhile, Steve Rodgers was walking around the lobby, shaking hands and smiling at strangers as he went. He loved making people's days, and he especially got a kick out of putting a smile on a little kid's face. As he made his rounds, however, he caught a glimpse of one of his companions, Tony, out of the corner of his eye. He seemed to be completely out of it, and was making a fool of both himself and his corporation in the process. Sighing, the soldier walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "Hey bud," he began, trying to look him in the eyes, "You alright? Need me to call someone?" Tony waved him off. "No, nonono," he slurred. "I'm fine." He hiccuped and stumbled back a step before answering again. "There's.. Someone here. In the back room. With Hill." He hiccuped again. "You should go check it out."
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 18, 2015 11:30:07 GMT -7
Steve was not answering. Given his reputation for politeness, she didn't doubt that he was ignoring the call on purpose, but it was more than likely he'd forgotten he had a cell phone- again- and left it in his apartment instead- his new apartment. That she helped him find. Again. Sighing, she shook her head and pocketed her phone. "Looks like we'll be waiting here for a while."
"It's okay, you can go. We'll wait," Robo suggested, hoping shed trusted them enough to leave them alone for a few minutes. She adamantly refused though, shaking her head again.
"Policy. I can't leave you alone." She informed him.
"You guys have policy for this?" Robo asked incredulously. Tesladyne didn't have that.
"For strange people asking to meet with the Avengers when they sound like nutcases, yes," Hill said, pointedly looking at him as if to imply, 'and one's a robot.'
"Oh," wwas all Robo could say, and all they could do was wait.
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 18, 2015 11:59:35 GMT -7
The soldier gave Tony a doubtful look, but nevertheless fulfilled his request. He nodded and grinned at people passing by through the lobby as he made his way to the back room. Once he rounded the corner to the room in the back, he knocked twice on the door. "Hill?" He politely asked. "You in there? I don't know how lucid Tony is at the moment, but he told me to come here.." He trailed off, a hopeful note in his voice.
This time, Matt could hear whoever the man behind the door was coming, as he paid closer attention to his surroundings than last time. His footsteps seemed longer apart than the normal man's stride; he must be tall. His footfalls were also heavier, suggesting he was a strong man as well. The blind man silently wondered who he was, exactly.
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 18, 2015 12:09:11 GMT -7
"Finally," Hill muttered, swinging the door opening and moving aside to allow the super soldier to step inside. She rubbed a hand across her face and sighed again, waving a hand and the room's occupants. "Deal with them, please."
Steve quirked an eyebrow at the strange duo in front of him. A blind man and...was that a robot? No way it was Stark's; he'd have made it far more flashy and well...not so...short. "And what is this, exactly?" He queried.
"Um, dimension hopping robot from the 1920s and a blind man, who say they've been attacked by a person made of infrared radiation," Hill summarized briefly. "Make of that what you will," she added, turning and leaving the room. It was definetly time to take a break.
(You borrowed tony so I borrowed Steve! Muahahahaha!)
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 18, 2015 12:28:55 GMT -7
(hey I don't mind! haha)
An unsure "..Oh," was all the flustered Steve could say after that horribly brief introduction, and he watched Hill leave the room with a slightly panicked expression. He turned to face the odd pair again, and clapped his hands together with a sigh. "Well then," he began, forcing a grin, "I reckon a lot happened to you two in the past day or two. Am I right?" The blind man nodded gravely. "Pretty much everything she said was what happened," he simply told the soldier, glancing up in his general direction. "We were hoping you and the rest of the Avengers could help us, because we don't know if what we saw was dangerous or not." Steve furrowed his brow in confusion. "I'm sorry, but could one of you explain in some more detail what you saw, exactly?" He asked, putting a hand on his hip.
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 18, 2015 12:42:19 GMT -7
Robo looked at the man that had just walked in. He was taller than Matt by a good two or three inches, and was thus far taller than Robo. From the pictures he'd seen, this was Captain America, though he looked less patriotic without the colorful suit. Still had a damn American jawline though.
"Captain Rogers, I'm assuming?" Robo spoke up. "My name is Atomic Robo Tesla. I served in World War II. It's rare to meet a fellow soldier who's still coherent these days." He said firmly, standing up straight in front of the toweringly built man. He offered a hand to shake.
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