Who: Tony Stark and Wanda Maximoff NPCs: N/A When: April 16, 2009 Where: Avengers Mansion What: Tony's got a whole lot of demons bugging him right now. Crazy lady will take his mind off them temporarily. Rating: PG
Tony had lied. He had music going, only it wasn't Metallica or any of his usual ear shredding metal. Something classical that sounded very much like the mood he was in. A tempest, really. It'd been a good sixteen hours since that whole...whatever that was with Pepper had occurred. Had it been sixteen? He'd been down in his shop a while and now he wasn't even sure what time it was. He'd been conversing with Wanda just because she had his already rapid firing mind intrigued and now he was admitting to himself he needed a distraction. Or someone to talk to that wasn't JARVIS or anyone else on the side of Pepper.
Yeah, he was well aware of what a fuck-up he was when it came to her, but he just wished people could see things from his perspective. Maybe they never would, which was a terrible burden to bear alone. There was getting to be a point where Tony was about to hit critical mass from a composition of a lot of things, and for once he just wanted the world to stop so he could get off and grab a breather.
Right now, there was an upper half of a suit hanging down from a set of chains, only this version didn't seem like the one he normally wore. Much larger and bulkier. Some wires dangled and the chest piece was open revealing a panel he was currently sautering inside of as he stood in front of it, wiping away a little sweat from time to time as he squinted, staring at the bundle of circuitry.