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Mr Stark ([personal profile] misterstark) wrote2013-05-30 12:23 am

21st Century Smash & Grab

Title: 21st Century Smash & Grab
Characters: Howard Stark, Jane Foster
Verse: Earth Zero

Howard Stark considers himself to be a patient man. You didn't build a better tomorrow by doing a rush job, after all. Engineering took time. So did making money. He could wait. He'd made an art out of waiting. The whole damn war had been a case of going nowhere fast.

That said, he'd been cooling his heels here for too long. They'd tried to throw a line about him being in a hospital in New York, but while this might be New York, this sure as hell wasn't a hospital. Too many concealed weapons for that. He'd let them have their sham, though. No skin off his back. The WAC on duty had been pretty. She'd had a nice wiggle, too.

That'd only kept him entertained for the first hour, though. After that, Howard had knocked the WAC out and stolen her gun, and then he'd demanded answers. That had been a little shortsighted. Being in the future was great. Being kept on a short leash wasn't. The most he'd seen is Fury's cellphone, the TV in his new room, and the cityscape outside the window. Which led Howard to where he was now: skulking through S.H.I.E.L.D.'s hallways, looking for a goddamn exit.

There had to be a way out of here. It was just a matter of finding it. Or suckering someone into leading him to it. Howard wasn't picky.
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[personal profile] sasstrophysicist 2013-05-30 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
She smirked and tipped the hat up as it fell over her eyes just in time to see him pull out the gun and she froze. Her foot slipped on the step and both feet came out from under her in her momentum and Jane grabbed the railing with both arms in a desperate hug to save herself falling down the rest of the flight.

"Woah! Woah, woah!" She half shouted. "What're you doing with that? And what do you want with the Tesseract?" She knew about it, sure. She had studied it a little, read Eric's notes on it...let him use her as a sounding board...but now...Nice guy with a nice hat just turned suddenly psycho and she was to twitches away from taking out her phone and calling Coulson right then and there.

"You put that gun away, okay? Let's just take a minute and think about this..." Then, muttering under her breath, "...Figures the one time I play hookie I end up with a psycho..."