Entry tags:

inactive: harley keener, inactive: jason todd

Who Harley Keener and Jason Todd
What Beta of the VR and just hanging out
Where Stark Industries and Harley's work area
When Saturday afternoon cause Harley hates fun
Status/rating On going and tbd

The movie was something else and some part of Harley had actually enjoyed the stupid thing. He had hated the club and being around so many people though. He was currently exhausted after socializing with far too many people. He still wasn't even sure why he had gone to the group hang out, but now he could at least he could say he wasn't being antisocial. Abbie was always on him about not having a social life. She might be a kid, but she was overly concerned about how much he worked back home. She wasn't here and Tony wasn't stopping him from working so he was content to chug a can of his Kickstart as he walked down to the front desk to gather up Jason. He paused in his walking to tip his head back so he could chug the last of the orange energy. It was his second one of the day, but he didn't care. The empty can was crushed between his fingers before he hurled it at a recycling bin. Score! Landed it on the first try.

Harley continued on to the front desk and spotted Jason easily enough. "Hey, think fast," he threw the second unopened can of Kickstart at the guy. "Come on, follow me." He turned on his heel without another word and started heading back to his lab. He only pulled his phone free to look at a message from Peter before snorting with mild amusement.

Peter was such a dork.

"This is us," he said finally as he pushed open the door to his work area. "I made some adjustments since the difficulty wasn't at the right level. It is still just a beta so sorry if shit renders sometimes. Everything is pretty realistic until it fucking pixels on me. Figure work out mechanics and I'll sort the graphics out later." Harley threw himself into his chair and wheeled himself over to a corner of his desk. For a kid that had bitched about taking a job at Stark Industries he sure had made himself at home at his desk. There were various pop culture figures and images around the desk. "Snag that visor over there, the green one. Controls are over there." He grabbed his metal water bottle as he turned fully to his computer to boat up the program.

"Try not to break my shit," Harley was an acquired taste for a lot of people. He threw up walls fast to protect himself and he didn't care if it upset people. He didn't care if Jason liked him. This was a business arrangement where Harley got to work on virtual reality, and he used it to spend time with Tony. The second plus side was he got to at least look at Jason while he fought. ...for science.