ultron_junior: ([spec] ok if i take my shirt off?)
Victor Mancha ([personal profile] ultron_junior) wrote2013-07-28 08:15 am
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Room 401, Sunday Morning

Victor had woken up early to the sound of a phone call from L.A. He'd fixed all the team's problems with a few clicks on a keyboard, sighing just a bit over how lost they were without him. Then he got a healthy breakfast of orange soda and blueberry Pop-Tarts and flopped back on his bed to eat and daydream.

He was shirtless, naturally. That was just how he rolled.

[OOC: Open post!]

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2013-07-28 02:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure I've got the tools you need for that," Tony replied huskily, pressing a hand against that chest. Even though he hadn't actually been established as entering the room or anything. It was possible the writer forgot about that fact. So. Just go with it.

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2013-07-28 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe increase your... ram."

Wow, this was getting weird.

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2013-07-28 02:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Starting to think the fangirls don't know how to write sexy dialogue.

"Oh, you know it," Tony whispered. "There won't be any floppy disks when I'm around."

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2013-07-28 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Tony gasped, totally grabbing that hardware. You know. The hardware? Just say that you know before more ridiculous euphemisms are used here.

Joystick. Oh god, that was terrible.

"Oh, Victor."

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2013-07-28 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, it helped that he was an android. Somehow.

Tony's shirt somehow disappeared and Sarah McLaughlin started to play in the background as he sunk onto the bed. Never mind tangled limbs or pointy elbows hitting each other. That would be silly! "Mi amor!"

Was that Italian or Spanish? WHO CARED?