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| Entry tags: | sam_guthrie, tony_stark |
Tony - Monday afternoon
He'd finished the last of the upgrades he had planned for his bike's engine (for now), cleaned up his workspace, and dumped the grease stained rags he'd used in the laundry before grabbing a bottle of water out of the engineering common room's fridge. He was just chugging the last of it down when he heard someone else come in and turned to the door.
"Hey, Tony." He grinned, quick and easy, and lobbed his now empty bottle at the recycling. He was a heck of a lot more comfortable and relaxed here, hair disheveled and grease smeared across one cheek, than he'd ever been decked out in the height of fashion and trailing around after Bobby and Kitty in Paris over the weekend. Not that he hadn't had fun, it had been a blast and he wouldn't trade it for much of anything, but this was his element. "Working on anything interesting?"