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thefolder2013-12-04 07:42 pm
arrogantalloy) wrote in thefolder2013-12-04 07:42 pm
Getting the lay of the land.
Who: Tony Stark & Anyone who wants to meet Tony!
What: Tony's Dorumon has helped him come to terms with this world. Now he's wandering it.
When: December 4th
Where: Around the main terminal area and the Meeting Hall.
Note: Prose or bracket spam are both welcome
(A - Outside the Main Terminal)
Tony and Dorumon have just exited the main terminal, Tony's looking a little frustrated at his whole predicament, Dorumon however looks vaguely amused at how stubborn Tony was about the whole existence of the digital world and the fact he was brought here.
"You know, if anything any of you has said is even remotely true, then all I need to do is get to a computer then I'm going to program myself right on back to New York."
"Uh, huh. Knock yourself out on that one. Because I don't see it happening some how." Tony just huffs at her.
"You make arguing, really difficult. I don't like it."
"Ya huh, and you'll get used to it."
"Not if I can help it."
"You really can't."
"You know, you're still talking. But I remember you something about finding me food." Dorumon just makes an amused sound and keeps leading him to the Meeting Hall.
(B- In the Meeting Hall)
"A cafeteria." Tony stares not looking all that impressed with what he sees.
"Ya huh."
"This isn't food."
"Of course it's food. What do you eat back home?"
"Burgers, omelettes, hot dogs. Who cares what I ate back home, cafeteria's aren't food, they're cardboard on trays"
"Who said that?"
"Boarding school." To be fair, Tony hadn't been in a boarding school since he was 15, and at 48 he was a long way from 15, but that doesn't mean that he can't remember how terrible the food was, considering how much his dad had paid for the school it was pretty much insult to injury.
"They have burgers."
"...I'm only trusting you with this once." He points a finger at her before heading over to where he can get himself a burger, as Dorumon just rolls her eyes.
"Ya huh, sure."
What: Tony's Dorumon has helped him come to terms with this world. Now he's wandering it.
When: December 4th
Where: Around the main terminal area and the Meeting Hall.
Note: Prose or bracket spam are both welcome
(A - Outside the Main Terminal)
Tony and Dorumon have just exited the main terminal, Tony's looking a little frustrated at his whole predicament, Dorumon however looks vaguely amused at how stubborn Tony was about the whole existence of the digital world and the fact he was brought here.
"You know, if anything any of you has said is even remotely true, then all I need to do is get to a computer then I'm going to program myself right on back to New York."
"Uh, huh. Knock yourself out on that one. Because I don't see it happening some how." Tony just huffs at her.
"You make arguing, really difficult. I don't like it."
"Ya huh, and you'll get used to it."
"Not if I can help it."
"You really can't."
"You know, you're still talking. But I remember you something about finding me food." Dorumon just makes an amused sound and keeps leading him to the Meeting Hall.
(B- In the Meeting Hall)
"A cafeteria." Tony stares not looking all that impressed with what he sees.
"Ya huh."
"This isn't food."
"Of course it's food. What do you eat back home?"
"Burgers, omelettes, hot dogs. Who cares what I ate back home, cafeteria's aren't food, they're cardboard on trays"
"Who said that?"
"Boarding school." To be fair, Tony hadn't been in a boarding school since he was 15, and at 48 he was a long way from 15, but that doesn't mean that he can't remember how terrible the food was, considering how much his dad had paid for the school it was pretty much insult to injury.
"They have burgers."
"...I'm only trusting you with this once." He points a finger at her before heading over to where he can get himself a burger, as Dorumon just rolls her eyes.
"Ya huh, sure."
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Tony runs a hand through his hair with a thoughtful look on his face.
"That's starting to sound like something I'll have a lot of while I'm here. So at least we'll be able to find out how right you are about that."
He gives her a grin then stands straight again, looking around for Dorumon.
"At least we both seem to like trying something new."
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Glancing at the two Digimon still asking for pizza, she smiles.
"And there are lots of people who are willing to help if you need it."
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"Well, at least that's something to know."
He blinks at her for a moment, wetting his lips absently.
"You know I don't think I've ever met anyone this nervous. Is it the goatee? The tie? Or the furry purple dinosaur with wings?"
He gestures to Dorumon at the last part.
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He rubs at his goatee thoughtfully.
"Somehow, that's endearing. And well something I've never actually experienced before."
Being in the spotlight since childhood Tony's never really met shy people, as the level of attention he's used to doesn't really make shy people comfortable.
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Rolling her eyes good-naturedly, Floramon lightly nudges Fluttershy before addressing Tony. "Don't worry, she'll come around once she warms up to ya. So you've really never dealt with shy people before?"
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Tony nods a little to himself, thinking about Bruce. Because he was pretty shy, but not shy like Fluttershy was.
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Fluttershy blinks a little as well. "O-Out to...?"
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"Well yeah, to be fair there were some who were. But killing him isn't something people can do. He's still twitchy though."
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Though to be fair he doesn't pay the best of attention.
"Guess he feels safe or something."
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"Well, you have a point there."