Who Are You Again? [Danii/Tony]

[Tony "Iron Man" Stark]

Bored. Bored. Bored.

He hated all the business stuff that came with being part of the Avengers- he could barely say the name without rolling his eyes. When did he become a permanent member of this little boy band anyway? Hadn't even Nick Fury told him he'd be a consultant or an assistant or a towel boy or something?

And he'd had to open his big mouth about how he and Iron Man were one and couldn't be separated. Well, now he was paying for it because he'd been dragged to another one of these dumb SHIELD meetings. Clint and Natasha didn't have to go through the ropes because they were already members of SHIELD. Cap didn't have a life anyway, so he was all caught-up on what was going down. Thor had the excuse of I'm-a-god-and-not-from-this-world, and he could just fly off to Asgard.

Which meant that Tony was left with the formalities of meet-your-allies-meetings and business talk. He half-wished he'd done his homework quicker and gotten these meet-and-greets over with, because now he was waiting in a conference room, spinning in his chair, bored out of his skull.

When was someone going to get here?

[Danii "LadyLiberty" Washington]

[style=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #989898; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;]500 WORDS FOR TONY Ohhaithere You're such a strange girl I think you come from another world [/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6d6d6d;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;] Danii had tried her hardest to get out of the meeting. It was technically on her day off and she was already great friends with Clint and Steve eventually she'd end up in the same room at the same time with everyone else right? So why did she have to go up against the infamous Tony Stark on her day off? The blonde really just wanted to get some grocery shopping done and spend the rest of the day watching movies and not dealing with assholes. It was the American dream in her eyes right now and man she was so close to playing hooky until Fury sent her a message saying she go or it was her ass in a sling. Well, couldn't argue with that, unfortunately she was in her down time sort of outfit and there was no time to head home and change into something more business oriented because even at the rate she was going, and the amazing traffic flow she was stuck in on a hundred and tenth street, she was still going to be late. The stream of curses was actually pretty damn impressive when it left her, saying things that would make a construction worker cringe as she attempted to take a shortcut only to find she was being detoured thanks to construction. Eventually she made it, high tailing it up to the conference room and praying no one said anything stupid about her outfit. While she would normally be wearing her SHIELD suit or a nice business suit to these sort of things, instead she looked like she had stepped out of Hazzard County. Daisy dukes and a cut off Lynard Skynard shirt with American Flag converse did not make for great business attire, but damnit at least she made it, and rushing into the meeting room with a quick apology she found that she was the only one, "You have got to be kidding," Seriously, no one else had showed up? She was really stuck here in a room with this man and his ego by herself, an ego so grand in scale that even though she had never met him before she was already wary of it. "Ah well, please pardon my tardiness and........attire Mr. Stark, traffic's a bitch and an unexpected close on a hundred and fifteenth sent me on a detour through the land of Oz," Pushing her sunglasses up the bridge of her nose and standing at attention the way she always did, the woman attempted to save face as she knew she wasn't making a very good first impression with the man. Clearing her throat she stepped closer, and stuck a hand out to shake his, "It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Stark, I'm Danii Washington, Lady Liberty that is," Maybe he had heard of her, maybe not, there were so many SHIELD agents just on the helicarrier as it was.

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[Tony "Iron Man" Stark]

I need someone to show me the things in life that I can't find

I can't see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: B8B8B8; border: #550505 solid 4px; width: 400px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Tony had pulled out his cellphone to check his messages yet again. Pepper was still in some sort of business meeting seeing as she was the CEO of Stark Industries still, and Rhodey was doing something with the boys in camouflage. So, no messages. Except from Jarvis, who was playing him in a rather heated game of Tetris. Tony was losing. "Damn it," Tony grumbled at his phone after losing the third game in a row. "Jarvis, remind me to disconnect your power core from your hard drive when I get back home," he spat. "Of course, Sir," the A.I. replied calmly, mechanically. "You could be less cocky, you know," Tony quipped, spinning back around to the table, just as an... attractive blonde woman entered the room, skidding to a stop almost as if she wasn't sure she should be here. Tony pocketed his phone just as Jarvis was replying, no longer worried about his confident computer. He stared at the woman, eyebrow raised in both curiosity and amusement. Curiosity at who she was, amusement at what she was wearing. If this was the upgraded version of the SHIELD uniforms... Tony approved. "Hellooo, Nurse," he mumbled before she came up to him. He stood and shook her hand when it was presented, choosing to look into her eyes to avoid being too distracted. He adjusted his tie and his gray suit jacket. "No worries about the erm... outfit, Miss Liberty," he assured her with a grin and a wink. "I would introduce myself, but it seems you already know who I am, so let's cut the formalities and get right to the business part of this meeting." He shifted his weight a bit. "Do you drink?" Happiness I cannot feel and love to me is so unreal template made by missickle

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[Danii "LadyLiberty" Washington]

[style=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #989898; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;]407 WORDS FOR TONY let's play a game 8) You're such a strange girl I think you come from another world [/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6d6d6d;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;] "Just Danii, if you'd like," Formality sort of went out the window when you were in a sort of business meeting wearing some of the shortest denim shorts you happened to own, ".....It was laundry day," And she was still trying to make excuses for the fact that that she was wearing what she was wearing, anything short of telling him that she had been trying to play hookey on him until her boss threatened to go up one side of her and down the other. No matter how good she was, Danii knew better then to challenge the man when he was threatening to put her on report detail. He had done it once before and now the blonde had the single deepest burning hatred for paperwork. Pushing her sunglasses up, her lips quirked into her signature little smile, "Of course I do Mr. Stark, I'm a New York native and I do watch the news regularly," And he was just about always in the news, either because of his company's ground breaking technology, or just because the man didn't seem to have a social filter. Granted, when you had that much money it was almost expected of you to be wild and generally do whatever the hell you wanted, right? She wouldn't know since she wasn't a billionaire, "Ah yeah, whiskey on the rocks if ya got it please," She had grown up with big burly military men that made fun of anyone, didn't matter the age, size, or gender of the person, if they couldn't drink like a man. Danii had gotten told to grow a pair on more then one occasion until her liver finally got on board with the rest of her spirit, "Business then, all the facts we need to know about each other can be found quite easily in our files, I'm sure," Danii slipped herself into a seat, tapping her fingers on the armrest, "So how do we go about makin' this interesting then? I'm don't really care for unnecessary stuffy meetings," And then, serendipty, "Now, don't go shootin' me down quickly, but how about a game of truth or dare, unless your feelin' chicken?" Fastest way to see a persons limits and see someones true colors was when you were pushing them to do something ridiculously stupid like streak down the street wearing a Nixon mask. [/style]

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[Tony "Iron Man" Stark]

I need someone to show me the things in life that I can't find

I can't see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: B8B8B8; border: #550505 solid 4px; width: 400px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Whiskey, huh? Well then. Tony could tell a lot about a person just from what they chose to drink. He chose to drink many different things, of course, but for people who had a specific drink... it said something about them. He smiled politely, doing his best to keep his eyes on her face and not her... ahem... large tracks of land. And by the way she was dressed, the way she was acting, and her drink of choice, Tony already knew more about her than she probably thought he did. Things he couldn't find in any file or report, although he had read them all like Pepper had asked him to do. "That's a strong drink there, Blondie," he retorted as he went to pour her a glass. For himself he just poured a scotch as he listened to her. Truth or Dare? Did she seriously just suggest that? High School Never Ends, apparently. Tony just half-smirked as he brought her drink over and handed it to her. One hand pushed his suit jacket flap to the side so he could stick his hand in his pocket while the other brought his drink to his lips, but his brown eyes never left hers, even when he angled his head down to drink. "Interesting choice," he admitted. "Although I'm more of a fan of... strip poker, myself." He smiled, eyebrows raised, his expression so polite, contrasting the innuendo he just threw out. "Maybe some spin the bottle instead? Seven Minutes in Heaven? No? All right then, truth or dare. Just like back in the day." He sat back down, extending his hand to offer Danii a seat. "So. Who should go first?" Happiness I cannot feel and love to me is so unreal template made by missickle

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[Danii "LadyLiberty" Washington]

[style=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #989898; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;]332 WORDS FOR TONY and so it begins You're such a strange girl I think you come from another world [/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6d6d6d;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;] "Yeah, I know," But it was going to be a long day and alcohol always did help. Danii rolled her eyes a little at the nickname, like she hadn't heard that one before, but at least he wasn't calling her Barbie, so she wasn't going to complain. She took the moment while he was pouring the drinks to really study the man in front of her, he really was a good lookin' guy, but damn did his reputation precede him, and Danii wasn't the type to go all weak in the knees over a man just because he had a handsome face. She had to roll her eyes, not sure if he could even see her making the motion from behind the sunglasses but she did, "Strip Poker? How about some other day, could bring some friends while we're at it," And she actually meant that too, Danii was pretty good when it came to poker, and she never did know how to pass up something that sounded like it'd be a good time. Sipping her drink as she watched him, she knew the idea was childish, but damn it would be fun, just how far could she push? Danii had yet to loose a game of truth or dare to anyone. To the point that most people knew not to take the challenge anymore. Sitting down, she quirked a smile that definitely boarded on the devious side, the type of smile that let people know it was going to be one hell of a day, "Since I issued the challenge, I'll be gracious enough to let you go first," In the Queen's English, 'come at me bro,' Danii wanted to know where the great Tony Stark would set the bar, "Oh and to answer the question, dare," Fearless or foolish, one or the other, but may as well have some fun if she was going to be stuck with the man. [/style]

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[Tony "Iron Man" Stark]

I need someone to show me the things in life that I can't find

I can't see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: B8B8B8; border: #550505 solid 4px; width: 400px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Tony had to admit- he was a little impressed. Not only did the woman suggest playing a game that could get way out of hand way fast, she was brave enough to let her livelihood be held in the hands, and imagination, of Tony Stark. Dare? Hm. He turned on his heel with a playful smile, taking another drink as he thought about it. Honestly he hadn't expected her to pick dare so he didn't have one thought up. Should he go the grueling route and try to break her? See how far Little Miss Liberty would go? But so quickly in the game? No, he'd better play it safe this round. For her sake. She had no idea how limitless Tony's... limits were. "All right, dare." Tony echoed her words. He paced back to his seat and leaned over the table, putting his hands flat on the table top, leaving his drink to the side. "I want you to ask Director Fury out on a date." He grinned and nodded toward the phone in the middle of the table typically used for conference calls. "Right here, right now, with that phone. Don't take no for an answer unless he threatens your life or to fire you. All seriousness. Can't say a word about our game. Has to be a romantic date." Then he leaned over a bit more, fully enjoying this idea and whispered, "And just to save time, after you're done, I choose dare too." Happiness I cannot feel and love to me is so unreal template made by missickle

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[Danii "LadyLiberty" Washington]

[style=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #989898; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;]662 WORDS FOR TONY just.....yes You're such a strange girl I think you come from another world [/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6d6d6d;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;] On the outside, Danii kept her poker face as still as always, thankful that the sunglasses hid any sort of emotion that would have been showing in her eyes, because there was definitely a shock there. But the rest of her remained calm, and she didn't actually bat a lash at that, even if she was already ready to yell uncle and go run out the door. She had know the director for years now, and he was a lot like family, and there was the fact that he was old, so this was weird. But really, the biggest reason she suddenly wished she'd forget how to use a phone was because he was pretty damn mean in all honesty. Even when he was being nice, he was still stoic and mean. Even when he laughed, it still sounded damned mean, and she hadn't actually heard him laugh very often, maybe three times at most in all the years she had known him. In fact, her father would always tell the story that the first time little Danii had met Fury, he had bent down to eye level to say hi, she had screamed and run to hide behind her father. And know she was ever so slowly reaching for the phone in the middle of the table and dialing the number even slower still, putting it on speaker because Stark would no doubt want to hear this. She was preying that this would be one of the few times that the man would be really busy and not pick up and as soon as she had finished that thought the ringing stopped and she heard that very very gruff tone on the other end and oh yeah this was going to be hilarious, just not for her, "Ah, Fury, hey," And then he was essentially barking at her to spit out whatever it was she wanted to say to him quickly because he was busy and wasn't she supposed to be at a meeting with Stark? So Danii took a deep breath and cut him off mid rant with the question, "So, Fury, I was thinking that hey, maybe we should go out later, to dinner, at the Bacaro?" It was one of the most romantic restaurants in New York. And then he launched into a rant, asking if this was a joke, because they all had work to do, and how she should have known better by now then to be pulling pranks, so Danii had to cut him off, downing the rest of the drink in her glass and leveling Stark with a glare from where she sat, "No, Fury, I'm not jokin', I've even already got the reservations and everything, no I haven't been brainwashed......ahh no....no I'm not being held at gunpoint, I'm serious Fury........yeah dinner....no there's no need to grab your gun," And there he was basically threatening to shoot her now, or fire her then shoot her and good lord he was so scary, "No no, ok I'll just let someone else take the reservations, no need to get your gun, or my dad involved, don't fire me!" The last part was all run together quickly before she ended the call, cheeks an epic shade of red. "Alright Stark, feelin' brave I see," Her bottom lip stuck out just the slightest bit as she thought up some good retribution for this, "Heh, well, I dare you to go outside right now, find a little old lady siting at a bus station, and give her a forty five second long lap dance at the very least, unless she starts hitting you with her purse or has a heart attack," There was just all kinds of evil in her smile, "And if you survive this, yeah, my next one answer is dare," Because the truth part just wasn't nearly as fun. [/style]

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[Tony "Iron Man" Stark]

I need someone to show me the things in life that I can't find

I can't see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: B8B8B8; border: #550505 solid 4px; width: 400px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] "You want me to..." Tony echoed as he finished saving the video he'd taken on his cell phone, not really registering what Danii had just dared him to do. Then it hit and Tony's eyebrows raised while his phone lowered. "You want me to... what?" He repeated again, but Danii didn't look like she was going to change her dare. In fact, she looked rather satisfied with herself. Well that was irritating. The blush that came to Stark's cheeks he masked with alcohol as he finished off his drink and poured himself another to finish off before he did this. Alcohol made his face red anyway. He could write it off. I'm not drunk enough for this, he thought to himself as he downed the next glass of scotch and placed it on the table. He glanced up and smiled closed-lipped at Danii. "That the best you can come up with, Washington?" He asked with a smirk. He probably shouldn't egg her on, just as he probably shouldn't ever egg the bad guys on, but that was something that Tony had yet to learn to control. So, with confidence still on his face and mischief in his eyes- he wasn't about to let Danii see how this dare was just frustrating more than anything- he took off his jacket and draped it over his chair. Undoing the buttons on his cuffs, he rolled up his sleeves and then loosened his tie. "All right, fine. Let's do it. But if the poor lady ends up going into cardiac arrest- I blame you." He shrugged and strolled out the door, pocketing his cell phone and silencing the confused questions Jarvis was chattering into his ear from his earpiece. With Danii in tow, Stark rode down the elevator confidently, humming along with the crappy music, and out the doors of the SHIELD building he had been in. Looking around, Tony hesitated a bit until a bus pulled up to the curb, letting off passengers. A rather short-looking elderly woman with brown curls and an arm full of groceries stepped out of the bus. Tony winced inwardly. The poor woman. This was going to scar her way more than it was going to scar him. How many times had he given lap dances before? It wasn't surprising for the eccentric Tony Stark to do something so crazy. Of course... usually he'd had quite a few mild-and-bitters before all of that happened. I am the Man of Iron for a reason, He mused to himself as he walked up to the woman. Hand in his pocket, he unlocked his cell phone again. He wasn't just about to let Danii think she'd won this one. If he was going to go through with this he was going to add his Tony Stark flare. He was going to own it. He would show Danii he wasn't afraid of doing anything crazy. As he pressed the button, his "theme song" as it were, Iron Man, rang out of his pants. Fitting. Stepping up to the old woman, who just looked at him with a bewildered expression, Tony winked and ran his fingers through his hair before he began dancing. A button popped here, a grinding thrust there, and within seconds the man had collected a crowd of shocked, curious, and entertained bystanders with cell phone cameras out. He just grinned for the crowd, making his way around the back of the old lady, rolling his hips at her and coming so close he was sure she would be able to smell his cologne. Back around the front, running his hands through her hair, he moved his shoulders and hips in time with the music, coming way too close to her face with his own a few times as the crowd cheered and cat-called and the old woman just stared, shocked. Soon she even dropped her brown bag of groceries, which luckily for her, didn't have eggs or anything else fragile in it. He finally stopped when the song came to a fading end, then turned to look at the crowd with the biggest grin on his face they'd likely ever seen. He held up the hand of the old lady and took a bow, but she remained in place. "Give a hand to our good sport!" He told the crowd, and they clapped for the old woman, still snickering and laughing at what they'd just witnessed. But, eventually sense came back to the old woman and, with a spark of anger in her eyes, she swung her purse as hard as she could into Tony's abdomen, making him double-over, after which she continued to beat on his back and slap at him, exclaiming that she was too old for that! And how dare he! And how rude could he possibly be to take advantage of her like that! And the rest of the people around should be ashamed for thinking it was entertaining! Tony hurried away from the woman before he could get the wind knocked out of him again, and made his way back to Danii, grinning and chuckling. "Happy?" He asked, moving past her and turning on his heel to walk backward as he looking at her, arms held out wide with palms up as if to say "Come at me, bro!" As they walked back to the entrance of the SHIELD building, Tony stroked his goatee. "Dare, hm? Not backing down then? All right, tough guy. Let's see what you can handle. I dare you to..." His eyes flashed and his grin widened. He had something, though he wondered if it would be nearly as embarrassing as his previous dare. He figured it would be more frustrating, and it was definitely something he could play with. "I dare you to announce your undying love for me over the intercom to every SHIELD agent in this building and the helicarrier, and be sure to say how much you've got the hots for me. Pepper it with sweet things, too. Can't say anything negative. And for the next three days, if anyone asks, you have to say it was the truth no matter how much I irritate the shit out of you." He chuckled. "No telling anyone about our little game. Understand? Well, hop to it, G.I. Jane. Let's see what juicy things you can say about me." He winked at her with a self-righteous smirk on his face and opened the door for her. "And just to save you the trouble, I pick dare." Happiness I cannot feel and love to me is so unreal template made by missickle

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[Danii "LadyLiberty" Washington]

[style=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #989898; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;]914 WORDS FOR TONY hehehehehe You're such a strange girl I think you come from another world [/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6d6d6d;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;] It was actually pretty damn hilarious, the look on his face as he tried to process that dare, made her smile with a certain satisfaction, "You heard me Stark, old lady, lap dance," It was pretty genius, she had to give herself credit for that one, so good in fact that she just rolled her eyes and waved his comment off, "False bravado Stark, it's all just false bravado," The look on his face was just when he first heard the dare was just too telling, almost delicious in the surprise. She had to wonder if there was an award given out for rendering the man before her any degree of speechless, even if just for a moment. There were a few things that had become painfully apparent after they had gotten downstairs and on the street. One was that Tony Stark was more of a showboat then most people could probably fathom, seriously, there wasn't enough room on a newspaper to actually convey just how much of a show off that man really was. Not many other people would actually make a show of essentially violating some poor old woman on a bench, but she made sure to record this on her phone for posterity reasons. Second was that he was a little too damn good looking for his own good, Danii wasn't interested in him in that sort of way, but danmit even she had to admit he was a handsome devil. Watching him give a lap dance, didn't help. Watching him get beaten down by a mortified little old woman did though. In fact she laughed so hard that a tear had trailed down her cheek, holding her side when it started to ache and doubling over. The blonde nodded in answer to his question when he finally managed to get away from the angry older woman with the mean swing. Eventually she managed to recapture enough control of herself to stand back up and follow after him, a few wayward giggles escaping her as she walked behind him, even if he tried to keep up that bravado, the look on his face when he got the wind knocked out of him by some old ladies purse would always be synonymous with Tony Stark now. Danii stopped in her tracks, narrowing her eyes on the man from behind the sunglasses, cheeks already gaining some unwanted color, "You have got to be kidding me," Her head tilted a little in that international sign of 'what kind of shit is this,' there was something severely narcissistic about that. Whatever. Brushing past him and back inside she was quickly thinking up how to get this over with in one shot. First was to ask the receptionist a favor, call the Helicarrier, get them to patch her through to the intercom and then doing the same here. It would probably be easiest to get it done in one go because if she had to do this twice, she would definitely lose the game. Tapping the mic Danii cleared her throat, "Excuse me everyone, I, Lady Liberty, ahh.....I have an announcement to make," Just about everyone knew the codename after all, "I have something I need to get off my chest, and as I see ya'll as my family, I wanted you all to know this," Her father was going to skin her alive, yes, yes he was. Danii paused to glare at Stark from where she stood, if looks could kill he would have died six times over, been set on fire then died again on top of that, "I'm," Deep breath, "I'm in love with Tony Stark," Yeah this was going to be ridiculous. "Yeah that's right, I'm just.....I'm totally crazy about him, I......I didn't know how to tell'em so why not do it grand right?" Her eye was twitching, "The man just drives me crazy, those.....those," Be nice, be nice, "Those dark soulful eyes a girl could just get lost in, that smile just wow, and come on ladies, who doesn't love a guy that looks that good in a suit?" God Danii was really trying to sell it because at this point if you were going to do it, may as well go all the way, "Deep down, he's a real great guy, sensitive you know? Gentle and caring really, everything a girl could ever hope for," Danii was pretty sure God was going to strike her down for lying like that, "So yeah, I'm in love with Tony Stark, those good looks, that big.........brain," Yes that was totally an innuendo, and yes she was rolling her eyes as she said it, "He's just all sorts of amazing," Everyone in the lobby was looking at her like she had officially lost her goddamn mind as she turned the comm off, glaring at Stark, "Alright, alright, good one," Her cheeks were still pink and people were still looking at her like she was totally insane, "I dare you to run down the street in nothin' but your underwear, and the first person that stops you, ya gotta beg'em to spank you. And I mean really make a case for it Stark," The grin was downright evil, "And yeah, bring on the dare afterwards," She motioned for him to bring it on, before getting her phone ready for this one. [/style]

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[Tony "Iron Man" Stark]

I need someone to show me the things in life that I can't find

I can't see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: B8B8B8; border: #550505 solid 4px; width: 400px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Tony was wearing that smart-ass, shit-eating grin of his the entire time that Danii talked about him. He loved it. Every word of it. She even went a bit overboard and talked about how big his... his brain was. Oh yeah. He caught the innuendo. And he cherished it. When she finished, he rocked up on his toes for a moment before tapping his earpiece, "You got all that, Jarvis?" "Indeed, Sir." "Good. I can use that later. You know, for entertaining at parties or something." He shrugged and winked at Danii. Oh, his torture was not yet over with. As they turned to stroll away, and with everyone watching, Tony smacked her ass before instantly wrapping his arm around her shoulders so snugly that she couldn't swing her arms to hit him. Not until they left the room, at least. "Very nice, Lady Liberty. I must say, you're quite the little actress. If it wasn't for that whole super soldier thing I'd tell you to try your luck in Hollywood. I've got connections, could get you a gig somewhere." The smile stayed on his lips even through her next dare. Yeah, he figured it would be worse than her last. But now Tony was on a roll and he wasn't about to give up so easily. Besides, how many times had he gone streaking (completely in the nude) before? More than he could count, and that was just college he was thinking about. As they made their way back to the sidewalk, Tony was already stripping. First off came the suit jacket, which he purposely tossed right in Danii's face. It wouldn't bother him if she did anything to his clothes. It wasn't like he didn't have a bazillion other suits he could wear. Next he slid off the tie, also draping that over her head. Unbuttoning his shirt, he began to get a few odd looks from passersby, but it wasn't until the pants were dropped around his ankles and his shoes were kicked off, back toward Danii, did people really stop and stare. Hey. He worked out. They should be staring. Tony just smiled despite himself and turned so that Danii could get a full view of the Iron Man boxer shorts he was wearing, which it was obvious he didn't mind strutting. God. Even his underwear was narcissistic. "Sorry, can't take this off," Tony apologized with a smirk as he tapped his blueish-white arc reactor. "Comes standard with all the models. Bit of an enhancement if I do say so myself. Right then. Down the street? How about to the light pole waaaay over there?" He asked, leaning as he pointed so Danii'd get a nice view of his butt. He chuckled, showing her that obviously the Man of Iron did not fear this task. And so began his walk. Yes, his walk. He wasn't going to run and try to get it over with as quickly as he could. He was going to walk, backwards in fact, so he could keep making kissy faces and winks at her just in case her SHIELD friends were watching. The whole way down to the light post, which he slapped once he got there (that made a nice echoey noise that turned heads that weren't already turned), and back, Tony strode proudly, wearing the boxer shorts with his alter ego's face and name on them with a grin on his face. Pictures were taken. Phones held up. Giggles. Snorts. Laughs. But thank God, nobody stopped him. It wasn't that he wouldn't have done it, but Tony felt that his name would already be plastered in enough newspapers for the week over this meeting. At least if they interviewed him, which someone was bound to do, he could say it was all a meeting for SHIELD and embarrass the hell out of Fury. Ah. There was the silver lining in all this. Tony knew it had to be somewhere. Other than being the playful nuisance he was, of course. As he returned and swiped his pants off the ground, Tony looked at Danii. "Well that was refreshing. Dare, you say? Okay. I dare you to grab the next stranger that walks by and make out with him or her for a minute straight. Tongue and all." He finished buckling his belt and went for his shirt next to button it back up while he continued, "And let's spice things up a bit. I pick truth." Happiness I cannot feel and love to me is so unreal template made by missickle

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[Danii "LadyLiberty" Washington]

[style=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #989898; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;]705 WORDS FOR TONY this is just the best You're such a strange girl I think you come from another world [/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6d6d6d;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;] "Yeah I can tell ya what to go do with it," Danii said with a glower, turning on her heels to walk away but he caught up unfortunately and....oh he had not just done that. She jumped a little from the contact, not expecting him to be stupid enough to do that but before Danii could turn and swing on him Stark had pinned her arm to her side with a hug. He smelled good, at least there was that, but it didn't mean the blonde didn't want to pop him one any less then she did a moment ago. In fact she wanted to hit him harder now. Now that had her rolling her eyes, "No, thank you, I like my job," Danii deadpanned to his acting remark, positive that he was just being an asshole with the comment but not wanting him to get the last word in either way. Damnit she wished that he would step away, just far enough that she could get a hand up to slap him with, "Oh, Stark, one thing," As soon as there was enough room she slapped him a good one across the face, "This ass is off limits," Before he could argue the slap she was outside and waiting for him to continue, rolling her eyes as he started stripping. The woman was positive that the last time she had rolled her eyes this much she was still a teenager in high school, and because of that she just barely managed to catch the jacket he had thrown at her, "My god you really are a total narcissist, aren't you? Who runs around with their face on their underwear?" Seriously, just when the blonde thought she had seen it all someone dropped down to their skivvies to show that they had their likeness right on their crotch too, Danii had to wonder if he was the type of guy that thought about getting a tattoo of himself on himself. Was he really calling more attention to his ass? "That one way out there? Sounds good, hop to," The man was utterly shameless, it was almost impressive actually, didn't stop her from taking her phone out and getting a recording of all this as he went. The women on either side of the street seemed to be having a field day, people where laughing and having a grand time but damnit no one actually stopped him, and her disappointment cause her to actually pout by the time he made his way back over to her. Throwing his shirt back at his face Danii waved that one off, "Alright fine," The next person to walk by was a lovely blonde woman who couldn't have been much older then her, with amazingly clear blue eyes, from what Danii could tell, the sunglasses tended to wash out some of the color though. She was wearing fishnets and a black jacket and looked like she packed a punch, but a dare was a dare, so Danii stopped her with a soft hand to her arm and the friendliest smile on her face, "I'm sorry about this," And with that she pulled the other woman to her and leaned down, since she was the taller of the two, to plant one on the other woman's lips, closing her eyes as she kissed the stranger and hoping she didn't get slapped or labeled a pervert for all the trouble. She deepened the kiss a moment later when she was sure she wasn't going to get slapped over it, thankful it had been a pretty woman that walked past and not some nasty old man. When she was sure that enough time had passed Danii finally let go of the poor stranger and gave her another smile, "So sorry about all this," Men had stopped to stare at that point, not that she paid them any mind, instead she turned back and gave Stark a look, "Truth? Alright, ever loved anyone more then you love yourself?" Because he loved himself a whole lot if the underwear was anything to go by, "And ya know what, I'll pick truth next too," [/style]

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[Dinah "Black Canary" Lance]

Dinah had been walking along the sidewalk, minding her business as usual. Unless you were a criminal, then it was her job to deliver the asses to unsuspecting men and sometimes women. It's funny, they got beat down by a girl. A pretty girl at that. She looked much more different in her Black Canary uniform than what she did presently. It consisted of a black unitard cut low for her cleavage, black fishnets, black boots, black fingerless gloves, a black domino mask to conceal her identity, and finally her black leather jacket. She rode around on her motorcycle which was her baby, so no touchy.

She wore her black fishnets, she had fallen asleep the night before and overslept this morning. Needless to say she had forgotten to take them off and hadn't noticed them until she had put on a black skirt that stopped just above her knees. A white tanktop was underneath the black peacoat that she kept pulled close at the moment given the temperature drop New York was currently undergoing. She had an appointment to keep about a possible buyer on a rare plant she had growing at her shop. She was looking down at her phone before she was stopped. She flexed and straightened up as her eyes widened as the sheer surprise.

"I'm sorry about this," She took a step back, away from the odd and much taller woman before her lips connected with Dinah's own. She stood there for a moment with her eyes opened. THE FUCK? Well, at least she apologized. Dinah shut her eyes and went along with it, amused at this action. The blonde pulled away and the little Canary looked up at the woman whose face looked familiar. She appeared in footage back at the Justice League headquarters as the members had been observing the new humans from the other world. She apologized again and Dinah smiled and shook her head.

"Not a problem, I can see something is going on that I'm not sure I want to know about," She said as she peeked over at the man redressing himself. "I'm Laurel. We'll be in touch," She said as she moved around the woman, gazing in her eyes then turned to the man she already knew to be Iron Man, Tony Stark.

"Hot shot," She said with a wink and carried on down the street.

[Tony "Iron Man" Stark]

What are we waiting for? Why don't we break the rules already?

I try twice as hard and I'm half as liked, but here they come again to jack my style

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 8a8a8a; opacity: .7; border: #550505 solid 4px; width: 470px; padding: 15 0 15 0px;] Oh. Ohhhhh. Oh man, this was priceless. Tony half-stopped redressing himself as he watched, extremely entertained and, he had to admit, slightly turned on, as the two women made out directly in front of him. And the kicker was that neither was upset about it! Half of Tony was jealous, because if he'd tried the same thing he would have been pummeled to a pulp, but the other half was entertained as fuck that it literally just happened. And then the chick even recognized him and winked, calling him "Hot Shot", as if she didn't mind it because it was obviously all for him. Huh. He'd have to keep that in mind. "Veeeeeery nice, Ms. Washington," Tony chuckled, slowly clapping for her as she sent a glare his way. He finished buttoning his shirt and went to work on his tie next as he slipped back into his Nikes. "I'm impressed. You went no holds barred on that one. Almost like you enjoyed it." He teased. "Hope you don't have a jealous boyfriend. Because that is so going on Youtube when I get home. Charlie Bit My Finger? Puh-lease. That kid ain't got nothing on this gold." He laughed and finished tying his tie, then slid on his suit jacket as she asked him his question. Tony hesitated, though for only a split second. It wouldn't be long enough that Danii would notice, but long enough for him to realize that "truth" probably hadn't been the best choice. Has he ever loved anyone more than he loves himself? The question both set him on edge and relieved him at the same time. Because obviously Washington didn't know him that well, which relieved him. If she did, she'd realize that "love" was not the word Tony would use for how he felt about himself. "Love" was very, very far from what he felt. It set him on edge, though, because he had to be very careful about how he answered this so that she didn't find out enough about him to make his life hell. The last thing he wanted was sympathy. Tony Stark didn't need sympathy, he didn't want sympathy. Tony Stark was a non-sympathetic asshole that everyone should love superficially but never let their emotions go any deeper than that. With the carefully-placed playful mask that lent nothing to his inner thoughts still on his face, Tony stuck his hands in his pockets as he replied, very simply, "Yes." He didn't have to say more. Her question had only required a yes or no answer. The only prerequisite was that it had to be truthful. He didn't have to divulge any deeper. And just as quickly as he'd answered honestly, that honesty was back out of his face, replaced by a more mischievous smile as he regarded her question. "Truth? So you're just going to copy me, huh? Very well, if you insist. My question is, do you have a boyfriend?" Considering the facts that he could have found out about her, this question seemed rather out of place and simple. But Tony injected a flirtatious tone to his words, so it would seem like he was hitting on her rather than asking for legitimate information. Tony Stark was a manipulator and a genius who had ulterior motives he would never reveal to anyone until it was time for them to know. He knew how to bring the conversation back to what he wanted it to be, whether or not the other person realized it. Some nights I wish that this all would end 'cause I could use some friends for a change [template made by missickle]

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