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|Date of Scene=2015/06/17
|Location=New York-199999
|Synopsis=Tony Stark calls the Rogers children (James and Sarah) to his Malibu home to talk.
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tony Stark had issued the invitation for a proper meet-up, since he'd managed to be called away on business or out on missions whenever the Rogers kids had stopped by to visit Toph before. This doesn't mean that he's going to observe any kind of appropriate formality though. It's still his house, and when he's home Tony prefers to be... Tony, not Mr. Stark. And certainly not Major Stark, if he can avoid it. To that end he awaits his guests in his finest form, by being occupied in his garage whenever they arrive.<br /><br />Actually he probably just lost track of time again. That happens a lot, when he's working.<br /><br />Jarvis does, however, have instructions to let them in and alert him upon arrival, although how he's to hear anything over the booming wail of his music is anyone's guess. In specific, he's buried in the inner workings of the beautiful custom motorcycle that Steve got him for his birthday, and a significant part of the bike's insides are currently on the floor.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Like the last time he came to the Stark Estate in Malibu, James Rogers is arriving in a quinjet. After the VTOL plane touches down a ramp lowers to the ground and James walks down it wearing his uniform with his shield slung over his back. Once he reaches the base of the ramp he waits, looking upward, waiting for the arrival of his demi-half-sister.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Sarah lands near the helipad, intending to walk to the door like a normal person. She's been to the mall recently, and though she's in uniform, she's got a violet streak in her hair and her nails done to match. The green and purple tend to clash a little. She's somewhat unexpectedly greeted by a Quinjet on her way to the house, though she gets a big grin on her face when she sees who comes out of it. "Hey James! Glad you could make it! C'mon, we don't want to be late for the party. That's Tony's Job." She smirks, and waves him over to follow her up the rest of the walkway. As they approach, the thumping of the bass can be heard even out here, and that gives her pause. "Jarvis? Is everything okay in there? I heard a rumor that Tony built a particle accelerator in his basement once..?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Jarvis's voice emits coolly from a hidden speaker. "Rumors that Mr. Stark is generating black holes in his garage have been greatly exaggerated. If you would be so good as to wait in the living room I'll let him know you're here."<br /><br />There's a sudden dearth of the thumping noise emanating from within the house, though Tony's reflexive complaint of, "Don't turn off my music," can't be heard from outside. Neither can the following exchange:<br /><br />"Sir, your guests have arrived."<br /><br />"What guests?"<br /><br />"The Rogers children? Whom you specifically invited yourself?"<br /><br />"Oh... right. Is it that time already? Did I eat lunch?"<br /><br />"A turkey sandwich, sir."<br /><br />"Oh yeah. Okay, send 'em down here. I don't want to leave this in pieces where Dummy can roll over it. That's right, I'm looking at you."<br /><br />A mournful chirp.<br /><br />...Moments later, Jarvis rescinds his original invitation and rolls open the garage door instead. "Mr. Stark requests that you join him in his workshop. Just down the tunnel, if you please."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>James simply stares at Sarah initially, what with the purple nails and hair -- not because they clash but because that just isn't a trend he has ever been exposed to. "Uh... yeah," is all he can get out initially and he 'follows' along beside Sarah along the walkway.<br /><br />As they reach the door and she speaks to Jarvis and then Jarvis replies he turns to her and asks, "Have you met him yet? This Jarvis guy that helps Tony and Toph out here?" completely unaware of the true nature of the 'person' he is asking about. He then blinks at the changed invitation and says "I guess the prohibition against going downstairs is lifted for the time being," to Sarah as he holds the door for her and then follows allong though the living room and then down the tunnel to the workshop.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Everything okay?" Sarah asks as she returns James' odd look, then shrugs and just lets it go. Then it's her turn to stare as she hears her alt-u brother's question about Jarvis, "Are... you serious?" She blinks, "You've already met Jarvis as much as anyone can meet him, He's Tony's computer!" She says like it should be obvious.<br /><br />BY this time they've made it to the workshop, and the girl descends the stairs cautiously, "I was expecting an alarm system or laser scans.. I'm kind of disappointed." Then she sees the mess all over the floor." Oh My God.. Why did you wreck Cap's Bike!? That was a gift!"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"You have been scanned," Jarvis corrects calmly, seeming to take no offense at being referred to as a mere computer. "And your biological signatures as well as your Union ident cards have been recorded in this system as a non-threat. Unless you would prefer to be detained?" That sounds suspiciously like snark.<br /><br />Stark rises from his crouched position on the floor, wiping off his hands on a towel slung over his shoulder. He frowns at Sarah, then at the mess on the floor, then back at her. "I didn't wreck anything. I'm... making it better. Hi," he continues with hardly a beat for breath, holding out a now mostly-clean hand to James. "Glad to finally meet you in person. Don't worry, I'm probably way cooler than whatever other version of me you knew. So -- just so I'm clear -- you're both Rogers' kids, but from different universes? Man, the odds." His forehead wrinkles briefly as if he's actually trying to work out the mathematical possibility of Steve procreating in two different worlds and THEN having them unify close to one another. He is definitely not wondering why no one ever shows up claiming to be HIS progeny.<br /><br />"You guys hungry? I'm kinda hungry. You want pizza?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"A computer?" James asks incredulously with a hint of nervousness in his voice. Then it suggests detaining him and he reflexively starts to reach for his shield -- but stops before he actually pulls it off his back -- and responds to Jarvis with an edge of anger: "No! I do not /prefer/ to be detained." He then mutters something about AIs and risk under his breath.<br /><br />When Tony addresses them he stops in his steps. The voice is... similar, younger naturally. And his appearance also takes James back a moment because even his earliest memories of Tony are of a graying haired older man. "Woah," he says as Tony asks them about themselves, totally not answering the first question.<br /><br />And then there is THE offer. An offer a teenaged boy will never turn down. "Pizza sounds great!" Of course he answers /that/ question.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Sarah takes another look at the bits of bike all over the floor, They are kind of well organized for mess aren't they? She decides not to comment any further. Tony would probably go crazy(er) if he didn't have something to tinker with. She puts a hand on James' shoulder, trying to comfort him, "It's okay, really. Jarvis isn't dangerous. I know there's some really stupid movies in some worlds about evil AI's and I'm sure Tony's wouldn't let him help run the whole company if it wasn't safe!" That was supposed to sound encouraging.<br /><br />"Pizza's great.. Do you guys like kalamata olives?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Whoa there, down boy," Tony gibes mildly, noting the go for the shield. "Jarvis is on OUR side." Well, he's on Tony's side which is effectively the same thing. "Jay, put in an order, large pepperoni and wings. Tip 'em the usual." He wrinkles his nose at Sarah. "On pizza?" he questions, then shrugs. "Olives on half," he adds in the general direction of the ceiling.<br /><br />"As you say, sir."<br /><br />"You're the guy who doesn't like robots, aren't you," Stark remarks, one side of his mouth pulling sideways in a smirk. Across the room, Dummy's claw arm pokes up as if in curiosity, and then tucks back down to resume sweeping the floor with a big push broom.<br /><br />"Hey hey now, let's get the pecking order right here. It's /Pepper/ who lets me help run the company. Jarvis is just the calculator."<br /><br />"I really think I'm more than /that/, sir."<br /><br />"And alarm clock."<br /><br />There's a sound, almost like an electronic sigh, but that might have been imagined.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>With both Sarah and Tony saying that Jarvis isn't a problem, James seems to relax a bit -- especially with Tony backing him, even though he's not the /right/ Tony his voice still carries weight. "Alright," he says on the topic of the AI and then quickly adds, "Just... it shouldn't joke about detaining me," while shaking his head at Sarah's 'movies' comment.<br /><br />"Never had olives. On or off a pizza." He chuckles as he observes, "Yo- To-..." he stops and, no longer laughing after he gets past the uncertainty for the moment regarding how to speak around Tony, says, "/My/ Tony said that the tofu-roni never tasted right so I'm looking forward to trying the real thing."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"I take full responsibility for that, I was the one who made the joke about being scanned." Sarah says apologetically. "We really need to get you to meet Annie sometime. I bet that would help."<br /><br />It;s Sarah's turn to wrinkle her nose, "Tofu-roni? That sounds disgusting.. probably worse than turkey bacon!" She thinks for a moment, "Is it too late to add bacon to the pizza?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"My apologies, Master Rogers, if my suggestion upset you," Jarvis states smoothly.<br /><br />Stark flips the towel off his shoulder and over the handlebars of the bike, and drops onto a stool, eyeing up James thoughtfully. Maybe detecting a little of the old PTSD there. Something he's had to deal with himself; not something a kid that young should have. "Never had olives," he muses, sounding somewhat disbelieving. He notes the stumbling over his name but this isn't the first time he's encountered people who knew other versions of himself. "Or pepperoni," he adds to his mental tally, his whole face convulsing in something akin to horror at the idea of 'tofu-roni'.<br /><br />Recovering, and smiling, though, he remarks, "You get that, Jay?"<br /><br />"Adding bacon, sir."<br /><br />"See, he's harmless. Now, since Sarah's already filled me in on all of my flaws and failings to meet her standards, tell me about your me, and why the hell he was feeding you fake meat. Ever."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>James nods about Jarvis. "Sure, ok," he says /to/ Jarvis' comment and then he says "Harmless and armless" softly under his breath, making a joke to try to releave some of the still-there-under-the-surface tension about the AI.<br /><br />"Well, meat was a difficult luxury to attain. Tony didn't really want to go out hunting polar bears or seals so we got our protein out of the hydroponic gardens." As James explains he smiles at the memories of his childhood this is bringing up in his thoughts. "It was really bad the first few years he always told us, trying to get the nutritional balance right and all. Now we get real meat though. Tony's favorite is venison but I have a preference for saurpod meat. The Zebra People have a wonderful way of preparing it burried in the ground to insulate the heat and all."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Zebra People?" Sarah says curiously, finding a counter without too much junk on it to sit on, "I'm surprised I haven't met one of those yet. The Multiverse just keeps getting weirder." She watches Tony's reactions closely. "From what he's told me His version of Tony actually settled down and got responsible, *and* His world unified properly, So you could meet him and see what's in your future!" She looks rather excited by the prospect.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tony squeezes his eyes shut and gives a rub at his forehead with the side of his hand. "Zebra people," he manages to echo Sarah, after a moment. Okay, sure, why not. Sarah already explained that SHE came from some planet where a bunch of superheroes were kidnapped across the galaxy; apparently alternate-him and James must have been planetary travelers too. It's not even that foreign a concept to him, though not a very pleasant one: the image of that huge ship hanging in space still wakes him up in a cold sweat now and then.<br /><br />"So you guys were marooned somewhere, huh? That sucks," he remarks eloquently. "I'm surprised other-me didn't build a ship to get you out." HE built Iron Man. In a cave, with a box of scraps. Take that, other-him.<br /><br />He shoots Sarah a little smirk. "Hey, I've got settling down and being responsible perfectly well in hand here, thanks. I don't think I need to go looking for other versions of me to see my own future." And at that, his eyes flick ever so briefly across to the large computer workstation across the way from his current bench, and the framed photo set on it right where his elbow would usually rest.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Actually, we were infants and he was raising us after Ultron killed our parents." James pauses and then says, "We later found out that he made Ultron."<br /><br />He looks around wondering when the pizza will arrive. However, Sarah's question -- and Tony's implied one -- needs to be addressed. "The Zebra People are a stone-aged tribe. A tribe of them resides in close proximity to our new base in the Savage Land. I don't think you'll see them outside of our world... but I could take you there sometime perhaps." He smiles again, he has good friends in that tribe.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Information overload now. Tony wants to ask about this Savage Land place, especially if it has sauropods, but first he has to address this... other thing. "I -- he -- built something -- I'm going to guess a robot, given your problem with Jarvis -- that killed your parents. Who were Captain America and Black Widow." He does recall that much at least from his skimming of the personnel file. He seems to be having a hard time processing this, and glances around his area in vain for a mug of coffee he's possibly forgotten, or something, to give himself a physical distraction.<br /><br />Finally he rises and walks over to the kitchenette in the corner, and gets a bottle of water out of the fridge. He twists the cap off, gulps, and finally, "...Ultron. Okay, why... why would I build a killer robot?" Was other-him INSANE? If so he REALLY doesn't need to meet him to determine any kind of future.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"I'd like to see that, especially a primeval tropical zone in the middle of the Antarctic!" Sarah Muses, "We should head south sometime as see if we have one of those in this world." She grins, though it fades quickly as the talk of Ultron sinks in. She peers at Tony suspiciously, "Why *would* you build a killer robot?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"As he explained it... Ultron was meant to help defend Earth." This is more recent story, only heard /after/ he and his siblings helped defeat the robot. James continues, "Apparently he decided that mankind was its worst enemy and... well, its attempt at genocide failed in the end."<br /><br />He grins at Sarah, "Its actually not in the /middle/, but... near enough." Then, seeing the bottle, he asks, "Can you toss me a bottle of water also, Tony?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tony's brow remains furrowed as internalizing this information appears to be causing him some distress. Absently, he reaches into the fridge for another bottle, and tosses it over. "...Well Jarvis couldn't ever do THAT," he manages after some long moments, and shoots Sarah an almost defensive frown. No, he wouldn't ever. Couldn't ever. That's just insane.<br /><br />"Indeed not," Jarvis puts in helpfully. "Even if my programming allowed me to come to such a conclusion -- which it does not -- I am not equipped with decision-making authority to make such sweeping actions. Free will, as you might say." He's very matter-of-fact about the notion that he's not a real person.<br /><br />"--But you said 'us,'" Tony returns to that point. "I raised... 'us' from infancy. First of all, I'm sorry, on behalf of the other me, because I don't think I could change a diaper if my life depended on it," he could probably build a robot to do it though, "but who is 'us'?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"You do seem to abuse Jarvis a lot" Sarah points out, then decides that maybe making a joke about Jarvis turning evil isn't the best idea with James here. "But... He seems used to it. So uh, How long till the pizza gets here?" She settles down to let her 'brother' continue his story.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>James catches the bottle effortlessly and then looks confused for a moment. "You mean Jarvis didn't..." He stops his question and then says "I guess you aren't so bad Jarvis," to the room. Obviously he figured everything he told Sarah and Toph had been relayed to Tony as soon as he found out that 'Jay' was a computer. He twists open the bottle and takes a sip out of it before continuing.<br /><br />"The 'we' I am referring to are my brothers and sister. Azari, Pym and Torunn. The children of the avengers." He pauses a moment and then figures he should explain more -- as he remembers Tony there was always a preference for complete answers. "Azari is the son of Black Panther and his queen, Storm, who was a member of the X-Men. Pym, really Henry Pym Junior but we always called him Pym, is the son of Giant Man and the Wasp. And Torunn is the daughter of Thor and Sif; they are both still alive, but she was left on Earth with Tony also."<br /><br />After the long, for him, explination he takes another drink of the water.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"It's what I live for, Miss Rogers," Jarvis replies to her quip almost jovially. "In a manner of speaking, of course."<br /><br />"Delivery usually takes about half an hour," Tony murmurs distractedly. "...Huh. I don't know any Black Panther, or Storm, or anyone who calls herself Wasp. Pym... rings a faint bell," he admits, searching his memory briefly but concluding that he must have heard it in relation to some tech trade he once read. "But he's definitely no Avenger. I've heard Thor talk about Sif but I think he's more enamoured with this Jane girl." In short, he doesn't think their two worlds have very much in common.<br /><br />As always, though, his wit comes to his rescue in the case of an uncomfortable conversation. "So I raised all of you, huh? That must have been horrifying, even without the seal meat. I'm sure Toph's already told you all about what a domineering taskmaster I've been for her."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Matt and Kendall, Janet and Ororo's kids have been friends of mine as long as I can remember" Sarah interjects, "Ah, they were Wasp and Storm respectively. I think MY world and James' branched off from the same one at some point, since I know who all these people are and you don't. Toph seems to love you more than her actual Dad." She looks towards wherever Jarvis's voice seems to be coming from, "Some of us still love you too Jarvis!"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Well, its not surprising that you aren't familiar with all of them... its not like you built a robot that tried to take out the human race after all. I'm not from your world's future..." James observes and then nods at his Sarah's comments. "We do have a lot more points of history in common," he says, "It seems like her group of friends are all half-siblings of mine. We even both have a son of Hawkeye in common."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tony flushes slightly at the declaration of Toph's love for him, and seems relieved when Jarvis announces that the delivery driver has just passed the front gate. He clears his throat and bounces up, moving briskly for the tunnel out to intercept the pizza in the driveway. But he pauses, only a few steps up the ramp. "/Hawkeye/ has a kid too?" Now that he... can almost believe. For all that Clint claims not to have any action going on, he's pretty sure the guy has to be a secret player. "What's his name, Bullseye?" he jokes. "Hold that thought, I'll be right back.<br /><br />It takes only a minute or so to jog to the top of the ramp, collect the pizza and wings, sign an autograph for the driver -- that happens more often than he can keep track of -- and return, bolstered by the wafting scent of meat and cheese and spicy sauce.<br /><br />"So it seems kind of like our worlds are in the same family, maybe even genus. Definitely separate species." He does know some basic biology, take that Banner. "At least the Avengers /existed/ in yours, in... some form or another."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>James smirks because any time he tells somone Barton's name he remember's Pym's response ot hearing it the first time. "Actually he goes by Hawkeye... but his /name/ is Francis." And then there is the smell of pizza and he approaches the box ready to take a slice as soon as Tony opens it.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"CJ actually. Clint Jr." Sarah says with a shrug, Fortunately Tony runs out of the room before She has to explain that they all have hero names too. The Pizza will make a good distraction from that, She jumps down and heads towards it like it's magnetized When he returns with it. "YES! Kalamata Olives! So much better than black olives!(They're actually kinda purple)" She cheers as she opens the box, she's not waiting for Tony, "Jarvis Listens!" She says sarcastically, implying that Tony doesn't "I knew he was more than a calucator!"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tony calls across to one of the bots, "You. Paper plates." And he barely has time to set the box down on the workbench before Sarah's tearing into it. Well, it DOES smell good. Real pepperoni, oh yeah. "Careful, this stuff can be habit forming," he warns with a grin.<br /><br />"I am a fairly sophisticated human language interface," Jarvis agrees demurely, but also notes, "as my creator programmed me." Never hurts to stroke the boss's ego a little. He can always tear it down later.<br /><br />"So listen, speaking of Avengers," Tony continues, a little bit awkwardly, but he can't think of any other way to broach the topic of semi-official business after getting that huge information dump. "Uh, I went ahead and set up a secure frequency a while ago that I figured on the team using when we want to talk about... you know, us stuff. Since you guys are kind of... well, on /related/ teams anyway, I can hook you up with access too. If you want."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>James was right there also and when the box opened he had a slice -- without the olives though he did snatch one off a slice to try... and he did manage to swallow it despite the disgust on his face as he ate it. He's half-way though the slice -- making appreciative noises over the first experience of real pepperoni -- when Tony offers the secure frequency. "Sure," he says, nodding after swallowing a bite, and then immediately takes another bite.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Really?" Sarah replies in surprise. The look on her face showing that she's suddenly regretting all the jabs she taken at Stark since they met. "That's.. really nice of you Tony. All we've really done is mooch off your food and your house."<br /><br />Oh Right, there's pizza! That'll make her feel better. She finally snags a peice and bites into it, fumbling for a plate with her other hand. She gives James an odd look for a moment, "You can choke down tofu-roni but you can't handle exotic olives? More for me!"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"I'll have to spring for New York pizza next time," Tony observes wryly. Maybe some of those red velvet cupcakes from the shop on Ninth that Pepper loves so much, too. "And hey, what can I say, I'm more MATURE than a few jibes and a little mooching." He gives Sarah a little wink to show there's no hard feelings, though. "I told you I'd make you like me, BabyCap."<br> <br>


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