Tony Stark || Iron Man (one_liner) wrote in marinanova, @ 2012-09-18 17:19:00 |
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Entry tags: | bucky barnes, pepper potts, steve rogers, tony stark |
[Action | Closed] Backdated to morning
[The door to Tony’s bedroom swings open as careless as ever, the usual smirking grin on his face. Except that he’s not the only person emerging.]
I still say that third round was all me.
[Bucky follows after him, rolling his eyes with a soft snort.] You wish, Stark. I put more force into it. And perfect aim.
I never said you’re not good, Barnes. But you rely too much on precision. No art to it. And you lose points for whining about the position. [Tony rests an elbow on the doorframe, leaning heavily. His arc reactor is very visible through his thin white t-shirt, casting a glow in the corridor.]
Just good? [He’ll take some exception to that and walk until he’s face-to-face with Tony, pointing at his chest.] Three rounds and that’s all you can say? Round four in ten minutes and I’ll show you just how good I am. And this time I pick the position. My ass still hurts from the floor last time.
[Tony laughs and give Bucky a good smack on the shoulder.] Breakfast first, or I’ll be picking you off the floor in an hour. Again. [He actually looks further down the hall and -- oh, hi Rogers. He knows just how this looks, but honestly doesn’t care.] And we really should make it best out of five.
Breakfast Mr. Stark? You sure know how to treat a fella. [Bucky turns his head just a little to see Steve and gives a little smile in hello before turning right back to Tony.] After last night you owe me sausage and eggs. The big link kind.
((OOC: Red font is Tony, Blue font is Bucky. See below for Steve's exploding head.))