Removed Again
It had happened again. This time when Tony was out walking around. No suit, which worried him honestly. It meant the Iron Man was back on the other planet, and though it was at least something to know that it was locked down from use it by anybody but him, it was still disconcerting to know.
At least he was back in a real civilization though. He'd walked through the streets, trying to get his bearings, finally finding his way into a pub. Good alcohol and pub food, there wasn't anything better after what he'd been eating lately. He didn't know how he was going to pay for this, but he'd figure out something. Or just run like hell when he'd had his fill.
He sat at the bar, making his way through a plate full of buffalo wings, watching some kind of sports program on the television and sipping off some bourbon. He'd work out where he was and what he was supposed to be doing later. First he wanted a decent bite to eat.
At least he was back in a real civilization though. He'd walked through the streets, trying to get his bearings, finally finding his way into a pub. Good alcohol and pub food, there wasn't anything better after what he'd been eating lately. He didn't know how he was going to pay for this, but he'd figure out something. Or just run like hell when he'd had his fill.
He sat at the bar, making his way through a plate full of buffalo wings, watching some kind of sports program on the television and sipping off some bourbon. He'd work out where he was and what he was supposed to be doing later. First he wanted a decent bite to eat.