Characters: Danny, Cassie, then Tony and any other Avengers who want to run into him. Setting: Avengers Tower Content: PG-13 Some swearing, Danny's in hardcore mode right now Summary: Danny tries to meet with Tony to get something that belongs to him, but has to go through Cassie first.
This is the longest fucking elevator I've ever been in...
Danny ran his hand through his hair. He looked at the number. He thrust his hands in his pockets. He made an annoyed noise. He looked at the number. He hummed a few notes of a song to himself. Stark better have something to drink. Depends if he's on the wagon this week. Danny sighed in annoyance just as the doors finally opened. He wandered into the hallway, looking up and down the beautiful, shiny halls with dismay. He felt like he was in a foreign country. It had taken him almost a minute to figure out how the elevator worked. Everyone in the office looked like they belonged in an Armani ad, and no one seemed too impressed by Danny. How the hell do people find their way around here? The building was more confusing than the abandoned subway tunnels Danny had been frequenting recently.
It took almost thirty minutes for him to find his way toward anything remotely familiar. He saw a sign that said "Mr. Stark's Personal Assistant" and decided this was his refuge. Behind the glass wall sat a frazzled-looking blond on a cell phone. Danny hesitated at the door. She's cute...and she looks very stressed out. He decided go and sit down at the chairs in the hallway. Ten minutes went by. Then another ten. Then another twenty. Patience was a virtue that Danny had in spades, however. He propped his feet up on another chair and crossed his arms- closing his eyes.
He remained like that until a pair of guys who looked like something from an Ivy League rowing team came down the hall. They were talking loudly, in that obnoxious 'I'M A BUSINESSMAN!' way some guys feel the need to have. They came to stop next to Danny. "What the fuck man?" one of them asked, and the two of them laughed. "What is this a bus stop?" "I guess man, Jesus. We got a pandhandler in Stark Tower..."
The straw that broke the camel's back was when one of them started recording Danny with his phone. Almost faster than you could blink, Danny snatched phone out of the man's extended hand. Not bothering to even look them, he crushed it with one hand- snapping plastic and bending metal until it was a deformed ball. He tossed it at the guys' feet. "Alright? Now run off and leave me alone you Aryan posterboys."
Of course, the situation only escalated from there. Ten seconds later Danny was chest-to-chest with the taller of the two- each man yelling at the other as the situation threatened to escalate. "Walk away asshole- walk away!!" Danny was saying, when they were interrupted.