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Tony Stark (sansiron) wrote in silverage,

The Daily Bugle would have had the city of New York believe that Tony and Stark Industries were both the greatest evils in the world. He knew he had a reputation, but sometimes it honestly did surprise him that the media couldn't wrap their heads around the ways his experiences with the Viet Cong could change a man. There was a gaping hole in his chest-- Tony would never sell weapons to anyone but the United States of America again and there were limits as to what he would even give them.

"Pleasure to meet you Miss. Kyle, and I hope you won't judge me for the racing suit. First impressions and all that." He dried his hands on the thin undershirt he wore. There was little self consciousness in his actions, but it was only polite to excuse himself.

"Did you just come out for the race, or were you enjoying the fair?" Tony asked. "I feel as if there's something new to see each weekend I come out to check on the Stark Energy exhibits."