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Enigma ~The Riddler's Daughter ([info]_enigma) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2012-08-02 15:26:00

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Entry tags:enigma, tony stark

Who: Enigma and Tony Stark
What: Investigating Stark Tower and the Iron Man Suit
Where: Stark Tower
When: August 02, 2012
Rating: TBD - It's Enigma and Tony, guess.



Enigma blinked as she tilted her head back, staring up at the huge tower above her, grinning. She had dreamed of getting a chance to snoop around the building during her training days, but put it aside as something she wasn't ready to break into yet.

But now, here she was, being invited in by the great man himself.

She stared at the intercom for a moment, debating between being polite, and just breaking in, before pressing the button that would normally ring security, instead waiting for Tony to answer, rooting through her bag to find the information she needed regarding his water and gas hook-ups, that he had yet to agree to, but it was easier to do and beg forgiveness then to ask and be denied.



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[info]tonystarks
2012-08-08 10:33 pm UTC (link)
Tony Stark wasn't an idiot. There were a handful of people in his life whom he had badly misjudged, but they were the exception rather than the rule, and he'd learned to be more wary of bald guys and busty redheads with mysterious pasts since those incidents. So while he didn't actually know who this Enigma kid might be, he could smell trouble on her from miles away. But the thing of it was, of course, that he was very interested to find out what kind of trouble she was.

She said she could hook him up with free water and gas, which definitely an idea he liked, whether or not he actually planned on agreeing to it. (A building as large as his, people would start to notice eventually, but by then he would probably have a steady revenue stream. And what would Asaph care, anyway? Wasn't like he'd had any legal right to steal Tony, so what was it to him if Tony stole some water? ) Now, something like this could help him narrow down the type of trouble, but he still couldn't make any definitive determinations. She could have been a clever anti-establishment anarchist scene kid, a super villain, some sort of freelance part-time thief, or possibly an ex-plumber with an axe to grind. All of which were interesting types of trouble in their own ways, with the possible exception of the last one. But unless she was stealing from non-locals or she violated his strict no-murder policy, he wasn't really in any position to pass moral judgements. All he knew for sure was that he'd need to keep an eye on his valuables, and he should probably keep the wrist bands on just in case.

When he heard his security system announce her entrance, Tony gave a rueful smile before summoning the elevator and stepping inside. Probably best not to let her wander around the building unattended. It was a matter of seconds before Tony strode quickly across the lobby and pushed open the heavy glass doors with a smirk and a simple, "You rang?"

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[info]_enigma
2012-08-08 10:45 pm UTC (link)
"That I did, Mr. Stark," she said sweetly, allowing her eyes to roam for a moment, drinking the other man in before giving him a bright, innocent smile.

Which no one who knew here even in the slightest should believe.

She licked her lips, gaze flicking to his face, before up at the building. "Beautiful work, when I lived in New York I always admired it, but seeing it here...it's even more stunning without the other buildings of note surrounding it." she said, honest.

"Did you think anymore on my suggestion?" she asked, seemingly not to care that he hadn't technically invited her in yet, as if she stood on his front door every day and held a conversation. She wasn't willing to push, and lose what could be a highly valuable association.

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