Close the City and tell the people

[liverletdie]

Who: Tony Stark, a skrull body, and YOU! (This is also a mingling type of thing if you wish!)
Where: Avengers Mansion: the basement lab
When: Sunday through idk, whenever?
Warnings: Some sciencings! A dead body! There may be more autopsy-esque things in here!
Summary: Tony got ahold of the Skrull's body. This is all for education!! Also to look at everyone who comes because he monitors everyone :(
Format: Para to start, tag yourself in as you like!


809 Fifth Street. The mansion with the large A on the gates was something of a dead giveaway. They weren't open, but at a new arrival, it was likely they would. The yard itself was silent. The path to the mansion proper was blocked off with a rather familiar suit that looked a lot like Iron Man who would stand there, and point the way to the exterior basement entrance. Once in, a lot of the side projects and other tables have been cleared, and there's essentially just a Skrull's body. Tony's nearby in slacks and a button up, looking over that something that looks like an iPad (but it totally isn't!!!) his fingers tapping against it gently as he moved around the body.

There were cameras above, watching, listening in. He might be focused on the tablet for the moment, but he was pacing, waiting to educate. With the information about the Skrulls compared to what he'd known he'd been doing, he knew that hadn't worked. It had not worked. Futile. He'd thought keeping it secret had kept down the paranoia, would cause fewer problems. It hadn't. Who had been the one who suggested that? Jessica Drew. He was going to try something different, and maybe-- Maybe with all the different superhumans, different powers, things may have a better chance?

So he was going to at least try, and give some of the people a look at it up close if they wished. See who was interested, and who wasn't. And who could help out with any information he gave out. Not that he would give out all of it to anybody, paranoia only stretched so far. Things like Skrull biology, skrull society, he could share that, though. It wasn't exactly common knowledge, but common enough with the superhuman community.

Comments

[liverletdie]

[ His sensors outside and in flared at the sight, sensation of his (former?) foe. He didn't jump, but on high alert, he turned, arms crossing over his chest as he eyed Ghost. ]

Candy hearts. It's poetic. [ He said in lieu of a greeting, instead letting the cameras do the work. Somewhat invasive, but he was looking for every detail he could to pull things together. ] Starving yourself won't make things get solved any quicker. [ He offered, but he knew it was a lost cause. Ghost was Ghost, and he was preoccupied beyond measure. ]

[hacktivist]

Heh. I hoped I was wrong. [so, you know, if he'd been wrong it would be more forgivable to have a handful of candy hearts than to brandish a gun in somebody's face. but yes it was also poetic]

I will eat later. [at least this particular day he's not so bad he doesn't want to eat at all. Still, it's odd of Tony to point it out. He's a clever man. He knows Ghost won't accept compromised food from outside sources, so why else would he...]

What have you uncovered about the corpse?

[liverletdie]

[ He didn't mention the focus on other things at the expense of himself any further. He was bad enough at remembering to eat himself, but the occasional gentle reminder was enough to spark memory that he should eat. ]

Nothing new, I'm afraid. They're identical to the skrull I encountered back home. [ The unspoken unease with that was practically thick in the air. ]

[hacktivist]

What would be worse is if they had no similarities other than their shapeshifting. This way we are aware of their threat level, if nothing else. We cannot be surprised by the unknown... only surprised by the known.

[he sensed the unease. Shook his head.] If we are to share data we must trust slightly more than this.

[liverletdie]

[ He shifted his eyes toward Ghost, and then back to the body. His mouth curled down in a frown. ]

Point. [ and he rubbed the back of his neck, an outward sign of frustration. Who to trust. Who could he trust? Ghost killed the Skrull. Ghost could also be a skrull. Anyone could be a skrull. He couldn't give too much away. He needed-- He needed to prepare. Virus. There was supposed to be a virus in his world. Something to shut him down, incapacitate the system. He couldn't--

He could not allow himself to be taken out by that. ]

Not here. Not in public. I think you can understand why.

[hacktivist]

I understand a great many things. [this said without even a hint of ego.] You know my point on the timeline is far advanced from your own. I have endured the invasion, what came after it--and what you did after that.

[a risk of his own. If Tony was a skrull, the last thing Ghost wanted was to fight him...]

...Then let's go somewhere private.