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[inebriety]

[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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[parkours]

[ For all of five seconds, Peter's eyes go wide with surprise, because yes, that's exactly where he did his design manufacturing. At first he thought his carefully constructed secrets had blown out of proportion, but again, he's talking to Tony Stark, a Tony Stark that knew of him and he smiles with a bit of pride. Seventeen years old and he's comparable enough with those in Oscorp. The reality is probably not really, but hey, Peter Parker can dream. ]

Except you are impressive. [ That's Peter kinda pandering to Tony's ego there though, because in the eyes of a teenager that's exactly what the billionaire comes off as. ]

I mean, I'd like to see what I could do if I wasn't bumming money off family or just pure dumb luck.

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[inebriety]

[He had wanted to hire his world's Peter when he was old enough and he briefly wonders if he's over-identifying here. But at the same time, it didn't look like much had changed, appearances withstanding.]

Assuming the money didn't go to your head, if you had the same privileges that I had, there's a good chance you'd be in college already. I ran the numbers.

[This is him making Peter feel good, so let's not talk about how he was in college when he was still in single digits.]

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[parkours]

[ It does work as far as making Peter feel good. Maybe not enough to blatantly show it, but it helps because at least Peter knows that while he's still that loser kid at home, he'll eventually end up being worth more. ]

I guess. [ While he says that a lot, Peter's smile doesn't ever quite stop, because in a cheesy way, it helps. He's on reasonably decent terms with his teachers and casual acquaintances, but no one ever comes up on par with people like Aunt May and Uncle Ben, and then Dr. Connors who had seen the intelligence Peter had and worked with it. That someone else, someone in the form of Tony Stark, does the same, he isn't inclined to let go of it. Being seen as someone means a great deal to Peter Parker. ]

If I ever get out of here, think I could try anyway?