voicemail

[oldironsides]

You've reached the voicemail... Forgething... it... yeah... of Anthony Stark, Stark Industries. Leave a message if it beeps?




... how do you tell if it's recorded? Piece of alternate universe crap, you're lucky I don't rewire you into a double-ended vibra--





BEEEEEEEP

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[voice]

[oldironsides]

You should drop into the back office more. I'll show you whatever you want.

[Screw the book. One-on-one demonstrations were always more informative.]

... annnnnd alrighty. Consider rest time up. I'd apologize, but.... eh. No I wouldn't.

[voice]

[justice_is_blond]

If that's on offer, you'll see me in there quite often.

[His voice is warm. Anders is more than happy to stop resting and get Tony worked up.]

Mm. Do come and show me how not sorry you are.

[voice]

[oldironsides]

Sure... if you'll show me how selfish you are.

Fair trade.

[There's the sound of the shop door creaking closed, familiar footsteps on basement stairs making their way up.]

... but I'm not doing the Lady MacBeth voice.

[voice]

[justice_is_blond]

Gladly. Repeatedly.

[He's not particularly sure he can manage repeatedly just yet, still dealing with Mist effects, but Anders is darn sure going to still talk big.]

I don't know what a Lady MacBeth voice even is, but I'm quite all right with that. All I want is your voice and you.

[voice]

[oldironsides]

Don't over-exert yourself, alright. There's plenty I can do without you even sitting up.

[As if Stark would let the guy wipe himself out. No, this'll be a different sort of home care.]

... cute. Cheesy, but cute.

[voice]

[justice_is_blond]

[There's a short huff of laughter.]

This sounds exceedingly promising. And I'm always cheesy, Tony.

[voice]

[oldironsides]

It's alright. I forgive you.

[He can't help but echo the laugh.]

You wouldn't be you without the extra cheese.