taxonomites | 04 [Central: Stark Tower - Open to Anything] A first class diva for all your Stark needs.

Building and presenting the wind tunnel had actually made Tony happy. It was a scary thing to be happy with giving, and he blamed his time with the Avengers for such emotions. Whatever it was, he had thing to do in and about the Tower. If he was stuck here for the duration, then there was a lot that needed to be done.

Plans for the rooftop suit robotics were in place. He'd gotten things up and running on Taxon's electricity since the device he'd used for sustainable energy before hadn't proven compatible to this place. At least not yet. That left some of the little things.

Stepping into the lab, he heard movement. His first thought was Selina, though a mental image of Sherlock flashed through his mind as well. It turned out to be neither of them as the cylindrical head lifted, slowly tilting to one side quizzically.

His breath caught in his lungs. An award winning robot built when Tony was just seventeen and for all his issues with the thing, with it's lack of judgment in so many things, Tony suddenly felt a little less cut off from his life to see Dummy there.

For a long time he was silent before stepping into the room and crossing to stand before the robot.

"You've been slacking," he said, waggling a finger at the robot. Dummy's head tilted the other way. "Don't give me that. We've got work to do."

Pausing, he clunk his brow against that cylindrical "head" before turning away. "Right. Work. Come on."

An hour later he was on a ladder, mounting one of a series of cameras to the outside of the building. This one over the main door, pointing at the spot before a buzzer. He looked up into the camera.

"Link the locks with the camera and link it into the facial recognition hardware," he said to the robot inside, his tablet blinking through the entire moment as he'd found Dummy and building the cameras as it broadcasted. He really didn't pay it any attention.

Climbing down from the later, he pulled a flat, engraved panel from his back pocket. Using a drill and masonry bit, he mounted the plaque beside the buzzer.

STARK TOWER Ring buzzer for admittance Smile for the camera and the facial recognition software If you're Sherlock, the US government, or somehow Fury... Make an appointment for two weeks from never

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In truth, Tony wasn't sure he expected anyone to use the buzzer. Raziel scaled the place. Selina came and went on her own. Now though there was someone there, pushing the buzzer.

Tony stared at the monitor for a long moment, considering. Finally he took the stairs two at a time, moving to open the door from the inside.

"Stark Towers, Tony Stark," he said, offering his hand. "You are?"

Glitch is a polite rule-follower like that. Also scared of heights and lacking in superpowers.

He grins and nods when the door opens and he raises his hand in return-- then freezes. Tony Stark. Tony, who'd been and gone nearly two annuals ago and this one is so different, healthier looking than the one he sort-of remembers.

So it's like Buffy again: the same but not, and he has to start at the beginning. The smile resumes.

"Name's Glitch," he replies with what could be described as a politician's handshake if not for the workman's calluses. "The one mentioend in Mayland's welcome guide thingy. Figured it was time I paid a social call."

"Glitch? Oh right. Gotcha. Well then, come on in," he said, stepping back and gesturing for him to come in. "I have to say, it's impressive someone actually used it. Got a few visitors who don't believe in doorbells."

And usually not in doors either. He wondered what some of them would do if that gaping hole hadn't existed in the side of the tower.

"Glad to have you come by. I actually might want to pick..." He stopped himself, glancing at the zipper. "Well, my understanding is you know a bit about creating things."

Glitch nods and follows along, then snorts at the assessment of the citizenry. "Yeah, lots of folks need to brush up on their manners.

He takes in the details and gives Tony a little eyebrow arch at the glance and abrupt shift in what he'd been saying. Nice to know his reputation preceds him.

"Your understanding's correct," he replies with a nod. Should he abuse his knowledge of the prior Tony? Sure, just a little, can't hurt. "And I understand you're of the inventy persuation as well?"

“I suspect a few of them…” Or one in particular. “Doesn’t have any at all. Some of the others though, not so bad. Raziel, for one.” He thought about the being he thought of as a boy to him, who just wanted to fly.

He’s trying to show his own manners, even if it isn’t quite happening.

“I am. If you want, you can see the lab. Not a lot going on in it, though there’s quite a bit I’m working on currently.”

A lab you say?

"It takes a while to get up and running, Especially considering..." Yeah, the tower'd been kind of a wreck. "But yes, thank you, I'd love to see it. Lead the way."

Glitch wants to ask what Tony's working no, but remembers that whole manners thing. Professional courtesy, he'll find out in good time.

"Especially with half the building missing," he said, stating what he wasn't sure others might. Unless they were the kind that didn't care what he thought. Which, he was learning, was half the town.

"It's back up and running by electricity. That's a start. Now to get the suit back online, and hopefully Jarvis," he said, leading the way down the hallway. "Do you do a lot of work here," he asked. "I saw the shop in the guide."

"That does pose some unique problems, yeah."

And now he has to resist suggesting a tailor for suit-related problem and inquiring about who and/or what Jarvis is.

"I do, sort of," Glitch replies with a shrug. "Mostly tinkering busywork but if folks come to me with a project I'm more than happy to help out. Kinda more of an inventor-by-commission these days."

"A lot of this town is posing me unique problems," he admitted. "But I would be curious to hear from someone else that creates, especially one who has been here longer than I have. Likely you'll know and understand some of the things I can't."

He tapped his wrist. "Like this thing. It's entertaining and helpful but I would love if I could find a way to tie it into the systems here."

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