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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Dec 22, 2008 0:52:40 GMT -5
Her voice was barely above a whisper "I tried to kill my brother, I was responsible for multiple robberies, I-" she shook her head, reminding herself to keep control, reminding herself "-and I never even knew about it. It's better that I'm dead, so that the people I hurt don't ever have to see my face again."
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Post by Tony Stark on Dec 22, 2008 10:05:05 GMT -5
It was hard to say just what his expression was. It wasn't pity, no, but something akin to understanding.
"You aren't the only one that regrets things they didn't even know about."
He regarded her quietly for a moment.
"If you don't mind my asking...are you living here in London?"
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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Dec 22, 2008 16:45:36 GMT -5
Yea... she nodded "I mean, uh yea, at a inn down the street, they let me stay there as long as I work there, It's nice." She looked down at the floor "So uh, what brings you back to London Mr. Stark?"
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Post by Tony Stark on Dec 23, 2008 10:36:13 GMT -5
"Business. Not the usual, though. Business that I'm actually interested in."
Thanks to Nick Fury, but he couldn't tell her that.
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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Dec 23, 2008 12:44:49 GMT -5
She couldn't help but smile "Well that doesn't sound like you."
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Post by Lois Lane on Dec 23, 2008 12:51:15 GMT -5
((LOL. Samuel L. Jackson. XD That guys is in, like, EVERY movie.))
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Post by Tony Stark on Dec 26, 2008 12:44:30 GMT -5
((I'm just populating the 'verse with comic tropes. Weeeee))
He shrugged.
"Things have changed a lot since the last time we chatted. You could say my perspective is different now."
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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Dec 27, 2008 18:27:05 GMT -5
"I can understand" she said in almost a whisper and grabbed a couple pairs of pants to try on. For one reason or another she trusted Tony not to run to the nearest phone and call anyone that new her.
Seeing as though he'd only be able to get a hold of Bruce.
"Would you mind if I go try these on?"
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Post by Tony Stark on Dec 29, 2008 15:38:00 GMT -5
With a sly look, he waved at the changing rooms.
"Oh, sure. You don't have to ask."
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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Dec 29, 2008 22:49:45 GMT -5
Jess smiled and walked inside of the dressing room, sliding the curtains closed after a moment she emerged in a tight fitting pair of jeans that accentuated the curves she had left. "What do you think? I mean, I haven't worn jeans in like years..." she looked at herself in the mirror and held up the dress to get a better look at herself.
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Post by Tony Stark on Dec 30, 2008 10:59:31 GMT -5
Stark may have been changed by the events that had made him into Iron Man, but there were some things in his personality that would never go away.
Jess got both a look and a voice full of appreciation.
"I'd say it's time to go back to jeans. You wear them well."
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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Dec 30, 2008 23:50:49 GMT -5
Blushing she turned to Tony "Thank you" she went back and tried on a few more before deciding on three then grabbed three nicely fitting black t-shirts to go with them. She may have been in Paris since she was 19, but she still believed a black t-shirt could go with anything.
Pulling out a small fold of bills she smiled at Tony "I was thinking about getting some lunch afterward, would you like to come with me? That is if you haven't eaten or-or anything."
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Post by Tony Stark on Dec 31, 2008 8:26:01 GMT -5
During the entire trying-out-clothes sequence, Jess continued to get positive feedback. He didn't go overboard, but it was still there. You can't entirely keep an old flirt down, after all.
He grinned at her question.
"I'd love to have lunch. Got anything in mind?"
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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Jan 8, 2009 4:55:13 GMT -5
Jess paid for the clothes and flung the bag over her shoulder "There's this amazing Thai place down the street and if your not in the mood for that, I know there's an American restaurant a couple blocks from that."
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Post by Tony Stark on Jan 8, 2009 13:04:14 GMT -5
Stark had stood as she'd paid for her clothes, stretching a bit to work the kinks out of his shoulders that had come from sitting so long.
"Thai sounds perfect. Haven't gone in a while."
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