[ Or she wouldn't be able to be in the same room as him. ]
I will be there shortly.
[ However long it takes to summon Lockjaw from where he's sleeping, tell him where she needs to be. Measured in seconds, not in minutes, and if this is a calculated move on her part to prevent any time to prepare— which it is— it's not like they've never met before.
There's the brief flash of light, and a very large dog, and an immense cloud of scarlet hair. The Inhumans always did favor making a dramatic entrance, and Medusa's no exception. ]
Unfortunately, Tony has been preparing for this meeting between them since he arrived on the Moira. He might even be a little too prepared, if possible. Considering he doesn't know where they stand with each other, you can't blame him if he's going to worst case scenario this in his mind.
By the time she shows up, Tony has already considered every possible way this could potentially go wrong for him and all the ways he could get out of it.]
Medusa. [A smile easily slides into place at the sight of her.] Good to see you. It's been a while.
[ Given the choice, they both know they'd rather not deal with each other. He'd rather speak to Black Bolt, and Medusa would rather never have to trouble herself with Avengers. But here they are. They're each other's closest allies, for all the good it does them. ]
I suppose we have been preoccupied of late. Or did you mean before this unscheduled adventure?
[Potential timeline complications aside, Tony is at a bit of a disadvantage here. He has missing memories to boot on top of everything else and he isn't about to share that with Medusa yet (if at all), so don't blame him if he plays his cards close to his chest.]
I meant of late. [Safe answer.] How did you enjoy your year on Party Island? Spent it productively, I hope?
[ Lockjaw grumbles a little, dropping his head down on his paws. This promises to be boring for him. He knows better than to wander off chasing the interesting smells on Medusa's watch. ]
I am not in the mood for your jocularity today, Stark.
[ Which is to say, no. No, because she's stuck in this damn universe, and they were all trapped at a party. ]
But now that we’re finally face-to-face, can you tell me where we stand? [He’s just going to take the liberty of assuming it isn’t anywhere too bad, considering she hasn’t tried to fling him across the junkyard yet.]
I’d like to know if I’m about to get into a fight. You understand.
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I assume your junkyard is less crowded than the ship.
[ Less chance that anyone could overhear there. And as Peter made abundantly clear to her some time ago, there's cause for concern on that front. ]
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Yes, it would.] it is. plenty of wide open spaces if you ignore the mountains of scrap metal.
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[ Or she wouldn't be able to be in the same room as him. ]
I will be there shortly.
[ However long it takes to summon Lockjaw from where he's sleeping, tell him where she needs to be. Measured in seconds, not in minutes, and if this is a calculated move on her part to prevent any time to prepare— which it is— it's not like they've never met before.
There's the brief flash of light, and a very large dog, and an immense cloud of scarlet hair. The Inhumans always did favor making a dramatic entrance, and Medusa's no exception. ]
Iron Man.
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Unfortunately, Tony has been preparing for this meeting between them since he arrived on the Moira. He might even be a little too prepared, if possible. Considering he doesn't know where they stand with each other, you can't blame him if he's going to worst case scenario this in his mind.
By the time she shows up, Tony has already considered every possible way this could potentially go wrong for him and all the ways he could get out of it.]
Medusa. [A smile easily slides into place at the sight of her.] Good to see you. It's been a while.
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[ Given the choice, they both know they'd rather not deal with each other. He'd rather speak to Black Bolt, and Medusa would rather never have to trouble herself with Avengers. But here they are. They're each other's closest allies, for all the good it does them. ]
I suppose we have been preoccupied of late. Or did you mean before this unscheduled adventure?
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I meant of late. [Safe answer.] How did you enjoy your year on Party Island? Spent it productively, I hope?
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I am not in the mood for your jocularity today, Stark.
[ Which is to say, no. No, because she's stuck in this damn universe, and they were all trapped at a party. ]
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[Sorry, he can’t help himself.]
But now that we’re finally face-to-face, can you tell me where we stand? [He’s just going to take the liberty of assuming it isn’t anywhere too bad, considering she hasn’t tried to fling him across the junkyard yet.]
I’d like to know if I’m about to get into a fight. You understand.