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Oh yeah. It's soup time again.
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Soup Time. A Year Later.
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Soup time.
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I am currently sick and putting all of my energy into work, please forgive me if I don’t respond right away or forget things!
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Sometimes... it is
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She wasn't really serious. How could she not see the applications for her mutation? Tony leaned in to whisper something back to her, but a look from Doug forced him back into his seat. It wasn't like he could tell her much anyways. Troubled tony stark attending prestigious private school was a much better- and much less worrying- headline when compared to distraught Stark goes on armored war against crime.
Doug quickly shifted looks when he turned his attention back to Heidi. While the other students could barely hear her, much less understand what she said, doug was able to hear perfectly fine. He gave her a very slight nod before turning to the whiteboard.
"Korean characters are made through a series of lines and the occasional circle. How the lines are positioned and connected changes the three letters contained in each character." He went into further depth as he drew on the whiteboard, losing himself in the explanation.
Tony's eyes shifted to steal a look at Heidi. So sad. Such wasted potential. That was her own fault, and tony wasn't going to go out of his way to help her be the best person she could be. Let someone else take up her world and help her if she ever needed it. However, he left her question unanswered. If doug could hear her speaking so quietly he needed a near soundless way to speak to her.
His right hand reached up to pull on his shoulder, getting it as close to his heart as possible, or, the piece of machinery that took up that space.
The doctors apparently did little after the crash to put tony in a safe state. all that mattered was that he was alive, and he had a microscopic sun in his chest keeping him that way.
The light underneath his shirt flickered. Surely she, who could count exactly how many tiles were used in the flooring, would notice the subtle change in the dim light underneath his shirt.
Once, twice. Just a test to see if it would work, and what it felt like to control the light in his chest. "Test." He flicked in Morse code. "He can hear and see any language, but his eyes are on the white board, and he's listening to himself talk."
"You can learn anything whenever you want. Don't waste your time in a class room with other people. Build some armor or something. Make your body as strong as your brain."
There was some truth in there. Tony had gone to a public school for a whole week before deciding it was underneath him. That was when he disappeared for a while. School was suffocating him with needless lessons, and he believed that it was doing the same thing to an unknowing Heidi. "What's so important about all this to you anyways."
"Hey, hey Chrys." A student whispered behind Him. "You should use your power to sneak into Miss Sormer's room. We're all putting bets on what she actually looks like and what she does."
The aforementioned teacher continued with her lesson, but said nothing to the whispers she was hearing.
"Come on chrys." The pleaded. They all wanted to know if she was actually real, or if she was actually so dangerous to be locked into her own maximum security room for the safety of everyone. Unbeknownst to them, a borrowed technology prevented teleportion in or out of the room, keeping Lita safe.
Shawn smiled at Tatiana, looking back at her. "Oh boo hoo." He feigned sadness. "We saved the earth by using environmentally safe products, what are we going to do with all of this clean air and frozen ice caps?"
"But really." He dusted invisible scraps off of his shoulder. "People get paid for doing their job, and the earth is safe and clean, without the worry to accidentally turning the planet into water world. Who are the tree huggers harming?"
Doug quickly shifted looks when he turned his attention back to Heidi. While the other students could barely hear her, much less understand what she said, doug was able to hear perfectly fine. He gave her a very slight nod before turning to the whiteboard.
"Korean characters are made through a series of lines and the occasional circle. How the lines are positioned and connected changes the three letters contained in each character." He went into further depth as he drew on the whiteboard, losing himself in the explanation.
Tony's eyes shifted to steal a look at Heidi. So sad. Such wasted potential. That was her own fault, and tony wasn't going to go out of his way to help her be the best person she could be. Let someone else take up her world and help her if she ever needed it. However, he left her question unanswered. If doug could hear her speaking so quietly he needed a near soundless way to speak to her.
His right hand reached up to pull on his shoulder, getting it as close to his heart as possible, or, the piece of machinery that took up that space.
The doctors apparently did little after the crash to put tony in a safe state. all that mattered was that he was alive, and he had a microscopic sun in his chest keeping him that way.
The light underneath his shirt flickered. Surely she, who could count exactly how many tiles were used in the flooring, would notice the subtle change in the dim light underneath his shirt.
Once, twice. Just a test to see if it would work, and what it felt like to control the light in his chest. "Test." He flicked in Morse code. "He can hear and see any language, but his eyes are on the white board, and he's listening to himself talk."
"You can learn anything whenever you want. Don't waste your time in a class room with other people. Build some armor or something. Make your body as strong as your brain."
There was some truth in there. Tony had gone to a public school for a whole week before deciding it was underneath him. That was when he disappeared for a while. School was suffocating him with needless lessons, and he believed that it was doing the same thing to an unknowing Heidi. "What's so important about all this to you anyways."
"Hey, hey Chrys." A student whispered behind Him. "You should use your power to sneak into Miss Sormer's room. We're all putting bets on what she actually looks like and what she does."
The aforementioned teacher continued with her lesson, but said nothing to the whispers she was hearing.
"Come on chrys." The pleaded. They all wanted to know if she was actually real, or if she was actually so dangerous to be locked into her own maximum security room for the safety of everyone. Unbeknownst to them, a borrowed technology prevented teleportion in or out of the room, keeping Lita safe.
Shawn smiled at Tatiana, looking back at her. "Oh boo hoo." He feigned sadness. "We saved the earth by using environmentally safe products, what are we going to do with all of this clean air and frozen ice caps?"
"But really." He dusted invisible scraps off of his shoulder. "People get paid for doing their job, and the earth is safe and clean, without the worry to accidentally turning the planet into water world. Who are the tree huggers harming?"
@Silver Carroti like it!
@Burning Kittysome of his "armored adventures" took place in the five months that Tony was awol. Rhodey and Pepper both went back to school, but keep in touch with him when they can
I... might have gotten a little carried away writing for tony...
"It's why you took the class." Tony grunted and shuffled in his seat. "Apparently this safe haven doesn't let me drown in my desires." His hand rested on his chest, his tired and heavy eyes narrowing forward.
It was no secret to anyone that this was Anthony Stark, the son to former engineering and science monger Howard Stark. After his death of his father, Tony and a friend of his disappeared for several months before reappearing in the house of colonel Rhodes, Tony's supposed guardian. Only James and Tony knew what happened in those months, but Tony did begrudgingly agree to attend the Charles Xavier school to keep the Rhodes family from worrying about him.
"Besides." He shrugged. "I already know plenty French and Spanish. Those were the only maids my dad ever hired." He paused. He might have meant to let out a dry and sarcastic laugh, but his features grew tired, only allowing him to let out an amused breath. "Like I said. Useless language."
He didn't even know why Heidi Williams, the smartest girl in the whole school, was even bothering with classes. She could just be told to learn a subject, and master it the day after. What sort of purpose did her taking classes even serve?
He let out another grunt, turning back to Doug. "Mister Ramsey." He spat, his words slowing with each passing moment. "I don't need to be here. I can't work on my apparent mutation up here, and Brain girl is just kidding herself if she thinks that taking normal classes with comparatively normal mutants will help in any way whatsoever. She should be downstairs working on something that can actually help people."
He obviously had a chip on his shoulder. He resented the school for trying to fool people into thinking something he didn't believe in. He hated mutants, for having such extraordinary powers and not using them to their full potential. And he hated that his sprouted at the last possible second so he could be left with survivors guilt.
"Tony, I understand that you would rather be just about anywhere else, but I got an important message that says you need classes away from tech. Away from... bad memories." Dough sighed, falling into his chair at the head of the room. "Alright everyone, your basic Korean books will be under your desks. Take them out, and start at chapter one."
After a minute, he stood back up and started to write on the whiteboard. "Alright, can anyone tell me if Korean has any notable similarities to other languages? If so, what are they?"
Jean-Paul watched his class shuffle into the library to use the bleeding edge computers. Perks of being a government funded program of work protection, or, at least how he understood it.
"Psst." A voice whispered to Bonny from somewhere else in the library. "Hey, Bon-Bon. Over here."
It was Sally, gliding around on the ground with a rather satisfactory grin on her face. "Northstar might seem like a tough case, but he's not as bad as people say. Plus, he's pretty much letting you have the class off to catch up on work. Cool?"
"Anyways, I wanted to tell you that we're going to meet up later at my dorm, you, me, and Peter. Project."
Hank could understand why Tatiana would be invested in global warming, above the others in that class. "Global warming is an ecological threat caused by the mass production of carbon gases by humans. The burning of oils and overabundant presence of these gasses causes harm to our atmosphere, allowing the planet to be continually warmed by the sun, much more than should ever be considered normal."
It was no secret to anyone that this was Anthony Stark, the son to former engineering and science monger Howard Stark. After his death of his father, Tony and a friend of his disappeared for several months before reappearing in the house of colonel Rhodes, Tony's supposed guardian. Only James and Tony knew what happened in those months, but Tony did begrudgingly agree to attend the Charles Xavier school to keep the Rhodes family from worrying about him.
"Besides." He shrugged. "I already know plenty French and Spanish. Those were the only maids my dad ever hired." He paused. He might have meant to let out a dry and sarcastic laugh, but his features grew tired, only allowing him to let out an amused breath. "Like I said. Useless language."
He didn't even know why Heidi Williams, the smartest girl in the whole school, was even bothering with classes. She could just be told to learn a subject, and master it the day after. What sort of purpose did her taking classes even serve?
He let out another grunt, turning back to Doug. "Mister Ramsey." He spat, his words slowing with each passing moment. "I don't need to be here. I can't work on my apparent mutation up here, and Brain girl is just kidding herself if she thinks that taking normal classes with comparatively normal mutants will help in any way whatsoever. She should be downstairs working on something that can actually help people."
He obviously had a chip on his shoulder. He resented the school for trying to fool people into thinking something he didn't believe in. He hated mutants, for having such extraordinary powers and not using them to their full potential. And he hated that his sprouted at the last possible second so he could be left with survivors guilt.
"Tony, I understand that you would rather be just about anywhere else, but I got an important message that says you need classes away from tech. Away from... bad memories." Dough sighed, falling into his chair at the head of the room. "Alright everyone, your basic Korean books will be under your desks. Take them out, and start at chapter one."
After a minute, he stood back up and started to write on the whiteboard. "Alright, can anyone tell me if Korean has any notable similarities to other languages? If so, what are they?"
Jean-Paul watched his class shuffle into the library to use the bleeding edge computers. Perks of being a government funded program of work protection, or, at least how he understood it.
"Psst." A voice whispered to Bonny from somewhere else in the library. "Hey, Bon-Bon. Over here."
It was Sally, gliding around on the ground with a rather satisfactory grin on her face. "Northstar might seem like a tough case, but he's not as bad as people say. Plus, he's pretty much letting you have the class off to catch up on work. Cool?"
"Anyways, I wanted to tell you that we're going to meet up later at my dorm, you, me, and Peter. Project."
Hank could understand why Tatiana would be invested in global warming, above the others in that class. "Global warming is an ecological threat caused by the mass production of carbon gases by humans. The burning of oils and overabundant presence of these gasses causes harm to our atmosphere, allowing the planet to be continually warmed by the sun, much more than should ever be considered normal."
@Eviledd1984i understand man, no worries
@Silver Carroti edited my post to give you a little more to do
Good point. If he does do anything, he'll probably just work on his own like tony is prone to do, maybe provide some cool gadgets to help out.
@Burning Kitty I'm a sucker for filling out tiny, needless details, and I was playing with the idea of the stark incident happening a few years earlier in Tony's life, and essentially having AA becoming canon in this universe due to all the time travel shenanigans. Of course, it won't play a big part in anything, maybe not even become anything at all, but it was just a stray idea from a show I also love.
I've always had a habit of just typing it that way, and it doesn't help that my phone Seems to like binding the words together in autocorrect.
I've always had a habit of just typing it that way, and it doesn't help that my phone Seems to like binding the words together in autocorrect.
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