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[Tony is sitting in a chair, feet propped up against a table with a drink in one hand. He's still avoiding those dreadful jumpsuits so he's dressed in one of his fancy suits instead although it's a little rumpled as he has no idea how to iron. Looking at him, you wouldn't be able to tell that he's barely keeping himself together.]

You know what I miss?

Good alcohol. Scotch, whiskey, a martini. This stuff is good enough to get drunk on, but still disappointing.

So let's barter. I'm sure some of you out there have something decent in your possession. I can build you a personalised nanite fleet, portable teleporter and/or force field, dimensional gate, super-soldier exo-suit, Thor's hammer-- actually scratch the hammer, weather manipulation in an enclosed space is just stupid, for the really good stuff and in large quantities.

For the lesser stuff you can choose between a weapon of your choice provided it's not something like a nuke, your very own pet Wall-E or some other small trinket, coffee machine, whatever.

Everything is negotiable and if you have something specific in mind feel free to ask. I also reserve the right to not do business with you for whatever reason.

[It means anyone wanting something that could be used as a weapon beyond a simple gun or sword will be scrutinised heavily. Also any of the big stuff will have built in safety mechanisms so he can shut it down remotely if the need arises. He doesn't really see anyone actually fulfilling his criteria for the big stuff, but he's crossing his fingers.]

The offer is open indefinitely and I'll probably have something up on that noticeboard.

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And just as an addition. I realise with the whole different timelines and all, not all of you would know about this. Clint knows already, but I'm sure you've all wondered at one point or another why someone like me is in this business.

I'm dying. [He looks incredibly relaxed as he says this and taps the side of his head.] Brain tumour, inoperable. Blah blah blah. I figured I'd go out with a bang. It's gone into remission a couple of times which is the only reason I'm still around, but it's back right now.

This isn't the important part.

[Speaking off camera.] Come over here.

[A young boy walks into view dressed in a suit just like Tony, basically imagine Tony as a child. The important thing to note here is that he is rather ghostly.]

This is Anthony, he's my tumour. Say hi, this is my team.

[Anthony smiles and waves at the camera.]

He's also a technopath. So any questions?

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I think I might have a bottle of scotch stashed in my room somewhere.

[The things he does for business. Here, have a bump.]

Unopened? Vintage? I do need to know the details.

Unopened and it's something I acquired from one of the kitchens here. Not sure if space booze actually has a vintage.

But it's yours if you offer me something good in return.

[Oh space booze. He doesn't like space booze that much. However, a pretty face goes a long way to making him agreeable.]

Well Ms. Talbot, consider me interested. [Remembering ladies names always made them more agreeable to his advances that he usually did try to remember the names of the pretty ones.] It's only one bottle so I believe it'd fit in the latter category. So tell me, what would a beautiful woman like you be interested in?

[Space booze was all that they could get here unless something different arrived in someone's locker post-jump.]

Excellent, Mr. Stark. [Bela is using her business voice, the one she had when she was negotiating a deal. But just for him, she'll add a little warmth to it.]

A handgun and some ammo. I don't really use any other kind of weapon so whatever the best of that kind of gun you have will suffice. I just need personal protection.

[Which is why they are his target audience.]

Then you wouldn't mind something small? [He is more responsible than he lets on, he's not going to randomly just arm people with heavy-duty weapons.]

No, I wouldn't mind. As long as it does the job, I'm happy.

[She could make a joke about size and how it didn't matter but Bela was being a professional at the moment so she refrained for now.]

Well darling, let me take a look at your offer first, but I think we can come to an agreement.

[She holds up a finger to indicate for him to wait before producing a bottle of scotch, allowing him to look at it.]

Wonderful. Just tell me when and where you want to meet and I'll come along.

[He makes a big show of inspecting the screen closely.]

The thing with no longer being on Earth is that I now have a phenomenal amount of free time. I'll let you pick the date, but I'll choose the location.

[Insert the kitchens closest to his room here.]

Tomorrow then. I'll send you a message in advance to let you know that I am on my way.

[Making a careful note to remember the details.]

Ta, I'll be sure to keep an eye out.

Until we meet, Mr. Stark.

[A smile, then she ends the feed.]

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