<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/76/82/cd/7682cda3b2d481b54ec0597842140687--robert-downey-jr-iron-man.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Tony Stark<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Janaury 12th 2018 14:50<br/><strong>Location:</strong>North America, New York, Stark Tower, couch.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>The suit he was wearing last night...And slept in.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Goth girl on balcony...And anyone else who wanders in.<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><br/>"Well...Little magic girl with elf ears who enjoys fine scotch, I am not one to divulge classified information to people who don't know how to follow a day planner.  Or show up from ethereal, magical, or mirror realms and down play the importance of my benders, or how well I blow shit up."  Tony took a long sip of his drink and then sighed deeply at the sweet satisfaction of it.<br/><br/>"Now, regularly I'd say in you are in the wrong part of New York and should go visit a friend of mine Stephen.  No, not Steve, Stephen, two VASTLY different guys.  But he told me he is very busy right now and should only be contacted in EXTREME circumstances, and you sweetheart have yet to convince you me we're their yet.  So how about you tell me who the hell Morgan Le Fay is, and all my fancy equipment and whoever is listening will decided whether you're bullshitting me or not."  Tony then suck his drink dry till he got to that annoying sound where there is only ice and little liquid left in the glass.  The counter produced another drink and he took it, sipping on it without looking away from the young girl to he spoke again.<br/><br/>"And Retribution is a better band name that a single persons name, just saying."  More drinking.