mark iii suit ❦ [ text + two encyptions ]

[starked]

we might have a problem.

[ normally tony wouldn't bring this up at all, but creepy red smile thing is really fucking creepy and this is some shit out of a horror film. ]

not a demon problem, because unless i'm wrong winchester and the angel thing have that dealt with. was going to mention this before that came up, but not all of us can split our attention between two things. actually most of you can't.

right, though, problem of the ship variety.

[ and then an attachment entitled i am a smile and i am creepy is sent to everyone's device. ]

i know what you're going to say, tony you made the creepy smiling thing mad. you're going to get us all killed. no, i'm not. what i did was discover something kind of important. the good ship tranquility is watching us. and as much as i'm cool with being watched, kind of want to know who the fuck is watching me on this huge ship. weirdly enough.


i know you two are watching everything. what do you say about this?

[ finally tony adjusts his device to video and if they pay attention, they see that he's in his suit. it's a bit of a way to intimidate them, but he's not going to come right out and say it. ]

Okay, whatever, you two are in charge along with Kirk. I don't care, if that's one of you two, I want to know. Everyone does, but I'm the one who asked the questions and got the answer so I get the first answer.

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[starked]

you have to admit, it's the only thing that's gotten a single answer, cryptic as it was out of it.

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[redwinged]

Can't argue with facts.
Where'd you direct the message? Or have all the encounters been from general transmission?

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[starked]

General transmissions sort of. Directing the message to any particular thing means we could have trace it.

Couldn't trace it so no directing the message to something specific, really. You can try to theoretically direct to it without it contacting you first, but not entirely sure that's going to work.

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[redwinged]

Guess we'll have to play it by ear.

Mind if I keep in touch?

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[starked]

Yeah. And as much as I'm a fan of doing that normally, not so much this time.

I've had worst people keep in touch. And you actually seem to have vaguely gotten the point of this entire thing, so I guess you can.

You got a name? I could look for it, but I'm feeling lazy today.

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[redwinged]

Thanks. I think.


[ the pause finds it's way there as soon as the thought is finished. -what does he call himself? who is he anymore? without gotham, without his friends- on this insane quest. it isn't the first time he's struggled with lining up the pieces- Tim Drake to Robin- but it never gets any easier.

somehow- he just ends up with more masks. ]

Tim. Tim Wayne.

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[starked]

Take the compliment. Seriously, it will not kill you.

[ truth be told the only thing that tony really has is his identity, then again, you have to ask what that really is sometimes. a faint smile crosses his face once he gets the text. ]

Tim. Not the worst name. Plus it starts with a T and if I do say myself, that is a wonderful letter to have a name start with. I'm Tony Stark and even if you text me at something like three am I don't think I'll be mad.

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[redwinged]

[ on the opposite end of the feed, his fingers drum. instinct tells him this is a pretty sound decision, which leaves him in the tangled mire of instinct not being enough, and having a wealth of experience to have fortified it considerably.

in the end, if tim doesn't trust himself, who else does he have?
besides, this is probably the most- normal conversation he's had in weeks. and if that's not saying something, he doesn't know what is. ]

Not even at 3am, huh?
Well, at least I've got it in writing.