Yeah, you're my hero. It's a tiny, child-sized version of his voice, but it's there -- insistent. He would do anything for Captain America, that's what you did as a kid growing up in New York without a father figure. Shit, this is getting deep. Tony glances over.
"We're Avengers." That's what an adult would say, right? Just as insistent; just as bald. His eyes go back to the road, drawn like magnets. For all that people might think Tony Stark to be a rash driver he was the opposite since he was orphaned by a drunken car crash. The voice inside him laughs -- he drives like a pragmatist because of a lie he was told at twenty-one. He thinks of Obadiah then, his jaw clenching. We're family, or at the very least teammates. He wants to scream, but he says nothing. He drives the speed limit and schools his breathing.
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Date: 2016-03-20 01:40 am (UTC)"We're Avengers." That's what an adult would say, right? Just as insistent; just as bald. His eyes go back to the road, drawn like magnets. For all that people might think Tony Stark to be a rash driver he was the opposite since he was orphaned by a drunken car crash. The voice inside him laughs -- he drives like a pragmatist because of a lie he was told at twenty-one. He thinks of Obadiah then, his jaw clenching. We're family, or at the very least teammates. He wants to scream, but he says nothing. He drives the speed limit and schools his breathing.