Tony Stark (in_extremis) wrote in oh_marvelous, @ 2010-01-21 13:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | z: om1: !closed, z: om1: affiliation: marauders, z: om1: character: tony stark, z: om1: location: new jersey, z: om1: past character: anna marie |
Undermine
Characters: Iron Man and Rogue?
Setting: Verona, New Jersey
Content: The good ol' OM standby: explosions.
Summary: Iron Man tracks down the last of his missing pieces in an old sanatorium. And then it gets weirder.
Debris crunched under his heavy boot, ash and dust coating the metal black, the sound echoing in the forgotten place and sending birds fluttering indignantly in their nests high above. The noise made Iron Man slow and still, watching the dust twirl in the sunlight slicing valiantly through the grimy windows, creating slashes of blinding white across the coated black floor.
The boat had been destroyed, demolishing any of what remained of Extremis on board with it, but Tony could still trace it. Lingering, closer than India, right fucking next door. That would explain some things, like why he couldn't find Wanda in Chile or Italy or any other farflung and much-more-habitable-than-New-Jersey place, but, he supposed, if he were a nutjob, he might be kind of charmed by New Jersey, too. It didn't quite feel right, though. Besides the fact that it was an old haunted psychohouse, that would probably make Tony uneasy enough in low light, but it wasn't uneasy it was...not uneasy enough. Not big enough. Sinister felt a bit like the ostentatious type.
He went over his flyover scans again. Tunnels not on the original blueprints, pockets of heat, nothing pinging on the serious WMD scale. It had been just winter pitted forest stretching up the mountain, cool and unassuming. And Extremis, hidden down here and threatening to break out. Of course he left the hospital the second all eyes were turned. He couldn't trust anyone else to do this, and he couldn't let it wait any longer. He set forward again, sending the birds fluttering again, throwing ash into the air.