Who: Tony Stark and Kevin Flynn When: Sometime in...okay it’s crazy backdated Where: Stark Tower What: Tony’s got something to show Kev Rating/Warning: PG-13 (Slight Trigger warning: mention of the Mall attack plot from March) Status: Closed, in progress
Kevin Flynn had known Tony Stark for quite some time now. Granted he’d known of him for far longer than they’d actually been friends, but the way they carried on made it seem of little difference. So when Tony had texted him during the entire crisis with the mall, Kevin had been more than a little bewildered as to how on earth the playboy billionaire would or could have anything to do with helping victims and maintaining the peace. The guy was a techhead, who like Kevin, when he didn’t have his head leaning over a table in a workshop soldering circuit boards and whatnot together, often had that head brimming with ideas while sitting in board meetings. But running towards the sound of danger they had no business involving themselves in wasn’t exactly either man’s calling card.
Kevin strolled into the lobby of Stark Tower casually, hands hanging by the thumbs out of his jeans pockets, while the rest of his person was clad in a regular ENCOM shirt. Just for giggles. He’d been to the tower before, but not too many times, and he took the opportunity now to enjoy the work the architect had done with the impressive lobby.
Board meetings were a chore for Tony Stark. They made him miserable. All he wanted to do was tinker, problem solve, and invent. Maybe not in that order. He had Pepper, though, and she was the one with the savvy business head on her shoulders. She also might be the greatest love in his life—the reason he'd stopped womanizing and drinking and messing around. That was neither here nor there, though. Today he'd invited Kevin to Stark Tower to show off something amazing.
The suit. The suit from his dreams. Gold and Red and flashy and fantastic. It was Tony's pride and joy. And he was thrilled to be able to show it off to a friend and rival. When Kevin entered, Tony was waiting in the lobby, flirting with the girl behind the huge receptionist's desk. The poor thing was pink and smiling shyly as Tony complimented the way she made the coffee. He glanced over and saw Kevin approaching, and gave him a nod in greeting.
“I mean, I'm sure this man right here would agree with me on it. That's what everyone needs first thing in the morning, right?” Tony said.
"I'd agree if it weren't you posing the question. It could mean a number of things coming from you. " he snarked teasingly. He clapped the man's hand with a hearty handshake. He noticed the flush in the woman's face and he gave Tony a subtle knowing look with his blue eyes. "I'm sure this lovely young woman has far better things to do than having her ear talked off by a playboy millionaire." He grinned charmingly at the receptionist and gave her a quick wink. "I want my dime tour, Mister Stark."
Tony chuckled as he shook Kevin’s hand. “Oh, I’m sure. But being talked up by a playboy millionaire is quite a nice change from actual work, isn’t it, Gretchen?” He said, giving her a smile. “We’ll continue this conversation later.” He added to the girl, then turned to head over to the farthest elevator. You needed a special key card to call it, and it went straight to the penthouse floors--Tony’s lab and office. (Jarvis’ too, and Pepper’s.)
“You’ve seen almost everything of importance,” Tony added, smirking a little. Showing off to Kevin felt like the excitement of a child on Christmas morning.
"Yeah but I know how much you like showing it off." Kevin remarked wryly as the elevator doors whisked closed and they started their ascent. There was barely a moment's pause before Kevin had to ask the questions that had been burning a hole in his brain for the past day. "So what's the deal? Since when do you play Superman and go running off to give the boys and girls in uniform a helping hand?"
“Since the Dreams.” Tony said, his eyes sparkling for a moment at their mention. “These Dreams are… incredible. And the things they turn up? Let’s just say… My wildest dreams are pale in comparison.”
Kevin's eyebrows went up in surprise. "If the dreams are blowing your mind I can't even imagine what they could be like. I don't think the OC gods know who they're dealing with." He teased. The elevator chimed softly as they arrived at Tony's penthouse.
The doors opened and Tony led the way through his little entrance hallway, and into his lab on the left. He used a key card to get in. Security had been vamped up since the arrival of the suits. There were two in the room and they were both covered in sheets. Tony moved over to one of them. “This is the point where I give a big speech about things that are awesome. And then I dramatically remove the sheet,” he said, and flung it off of the first suit. Red, yellow, and glowing. The thing was glorious.
At first Kevin blinked, not having expected this at all. He wasn’t sure what he had supposed to have been expecting, but a suit of metal armor was not it. “Whoa…” he stared at it, like a working time travelling Delorean had showed up instead. “How...I mean, what is it? What’s it do?” He crept closer to it, wide blue eyes taking it in, already trying to mentally deconstruct it.
“What’s it do? What’s it do??” Tony said, astonished. “I’ll tell you what it does. It’s a portable suit of armor. Fully functional, synched up with the computer here at Stark. I’ll show you.” He went to the computer and clacked on the keys, then moved over to the suit and climbed inside. It was a little more awkward in this world than the Dreams, but he managed. The thing closed around him and he ran some diagnostics, then moved around a bit, walking and stretching, then tested the burners on his hands and feet, showing off a little by hovering around the lab.
Kevin was doing his best to think of sad or scary things to try to not have a technological hard-on at the moment. He stared, mouth agape in pure shock, as Tony hovered about like something out of a comic book. “You..have got...to be kidding me!” Kevin’s face burst into a huge, boyish grin and he laughed outright. “That’s the coolest thing I’ve ever seen, Tony!” He watched for a long moment, taking in all the details of the thrusters, the way the armor was constructed, and glancing at the computer systems. “How long have you been tinkering on this thing? Or did the dreams send it?” He was hoping for the latter, not that it made much difference; Tony could reverse engineer anything.
“It’s a product of the dreams.” Tony said, after lifting his faceplate so he could look at Kev without the computer interfering. It was strange not hearing Jarvis’ voice in his ear whenever he had the thing on. “We’re working on it, though. Improvements and alterations.” Tony landed. He was always working on tinkering more bigger and better things.
"Of course, of course." Kevin said, walking a full circle around Tony. "Incredible." His hand was to his mouth, knuckles of his pointer finger at his lips as his genius's brain tried to guess at all the computing and software involved. "How the heck do you tell it where to go without verbal commands? Retinal tracking? Brainwave interface? What's the fuel source?" He smirked. "Does it run Windows, Apple OS or Android?" He was teasing of course. Sort of.
“You think I’m going to give away all my secrets?” Tony asked, breaking into a smirk behind the mask of the Iron Man suit. He lifted the face plate. “Now you’re in on my secrets, you want to be in on everything.” He clicked his tongue. “Don’t get greedy, Flynn.”
“Oh come on! It’s not like I’m gonna copy this! I couldn’t if I tried!” Kevin gestured grandly at Tony. “I’m not asking for the manual. Just a peek at the code, man. Just to see her pulse.” It then dawned on him that whole text conversation they’d had the day of the mall incident. “Wait a sec...did you go to that mall bombing in this thing?”