“Hope you don’t mind the mess, Mr. Stark. I can’t really say I’ve had the chance to clean lately.” Alex mused, moving from her spot to at least move some paperwork off her desk, arching a brow at her visitor. “Was there something I could help you with?”
Mr. Stark assures me that his extra-curricular activities (as we’ve taken to calling them around the office) are not nearly as dangerous as they appear. As with other kinds of high-risk volunteer work (search and rescue, etc) risk is mitigated by the level of preparedness.
The Iron Man armor has a variety of defensive capabilities (I’m not at liberty to discuss specifics, and the truth is that even I don’t know all the technical details) as well as failsafes to avoid putting Mr. Stark into life-threatening situations.
The armor is also equipped with a range of emergency communications and a GPS transmitter; if Mr. Stark does encounter any problems, he has the ability to call for backup, or to let others know his location.
That being said… I’d be lying if I told you I didn’t worry.
Pepper: There was no interview. We met by chance; he offered me the job because I happened to be wearing a short skirt, and I accepted because I had student loans I was trying to pay off.
Tony: She was working in accounting and she found a mistake in my numbers that would have cost the company billions. Then she barged into my office to tell me about it and wouldn’t leave until I heard her out.
My dad always used to say, if you find someone who can do your job better than you can, hire them and delegate. So I did.
Pepper: We’ve been asked variations on this question before. It’s a nickname that Tony gave me when we first started working together.
In spite of the fact that he has an eidetic memory, Tony is terrible with names, primarily because he doesn’t listen when he’s working on something. It took him a couple of weeks to notice that I was not his previous assistant, after which he tried out a variety of nicknames (all of which I vetoed) before he settled on this one.
I don’t know how he came up with it–every time I ask, he gives me a different answer.
Tony: Not true, I noticed her right away. Also: freckles.
Pepper: Here’s the update since our last post about the Avengers:
Tony hasn’t had much success convincing the team that they should all come and live at the Tower, but he’s still proceeding with the construction as though it’s all settled. (I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but he can be a little stubborn sometimes.)
Bruce is still there, and he seems to be doing all right. He and Tony spend most of their time together talking shop, a lot of which goes right over my head. As Tony mentioned last time, when I’m there, Bruce and I sometimes cook together (tonight is pad thai). I still don’t think he’s completely decided about staying, though.
Steve lives in New York too, but he’s away right now–he decided to take a cross-country road trip on his motorcycle. He said there was something “not quite right” about wearing the stars and stripes when there was so much of America he’d never seen. When he’s in the city, we go out with him occasionally. Tony does this thing where he pretends that Steve has a crush on me. Like most of Tony’s jokes, it’s about 12% as funny as he thinks it is.
We don’t see much of either Clint or Natasha; they both took leave from work to recuperate from their injuries. They seem like very private people, so I’m not sure how much we’ll see either of them around, unless there’s another emergency. Besides which, Tony is still a little annoyed about that time Natasha “tricked” him into hiring her as his assistant. (I was there. I maintain that she didn’t have to employ a lot of trickery.)
Thor hasn’t been back since he left to take his brother home. I’m not really sure how it works, how difficult it is for him to travel back and forth. Tony seems to think he’s coming back very soon, which I suspect may have something to do with one of the projects he and Bruce have been working on.
Tony: That all sounds mostly right. Two small corrections:
1. Natasha is a total manipulator. I’d say I trust her as far as I can throw her, except that I bench 325 and she’s really little.
2. Absolutely not kidding around about Rogers. That guy needs to get laid like yesterday.
(Also I see we’re still not letting that 12% thing go. Awesome.)
Ask Stark Industries: and then my ask box exploded.
1. Yes, I am aware of what the message said.
2. It was not the first time.
3. I did say it back the first time. I can’t say I’m particularly in the mood to say it at this precise moment.
4. I was under the impression that we had agreed we were not going to go public with this information. (Of course, I was also under the impression that we were not going to post any more text messages. Clearly I have been laboring under a number of misapprehensions.)
6. The possibility of that is getting increasingly less likely with every passing moment.