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[Tony starts out sitting in front of the console. He's a little slow to start up what he wants to say-there's an awkward pause beforehand like he's just sizing them up through the video itself.]

So, I've been busy lately. And I've gotten a little distracted by other things, but-

[Something catches in his throat and cuts him off. Tony clears his throat and tries to look casual and calm. He's distracted and maybe in need of some sleep, with his attention wandering from the feed, but he's not going to drop the flippant tone. Especially not now.]

But apparently there have been some strange disappearances lately, and those people might actually still be around.

[He seems to want to say more, but his heart isn't in it. Maybe he should be offering to try to help those semi-disappeared people. Probably. Unfortunately he can't make himself do that.]

That's not what I want to talk about. I need... [Don't finish that, Stark.]

I need someone who knows how to take care of flowers. Horticulture isn't my thing and I have some and I have to make sure they, they don't die, so if you have any advice, I could use it. That or animal counselors. I'm sure those exist out there somewhere.

[ooc: cw for mentions of child deaths and violent arguing.]

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[Her arms are folded and even she radiates a caged fury.]

I did. He's goading [us] you.

That is not something you goad about, Monet. I don't goad Luke Cage because he's black. I don't goad Hulk because he's an idiot. I might goad Sunspot, but I know 'Berto. Stark wants to pretend to be all mutant friendly, putting him and Sam on the team, but then he says shit like that? No fucking way.

[She's an expert in pushing people away, it's not difficult to see how Tony's doing it, even if he did take a shot at mutants.]

You do if you want a fight, which he does.

[She gestures towards the console with one hand, as if to say look at the message.]

[If she's trying to make a point about how Ric is itching for another fight, he ignores it entirely.]

So I'm giving him one.

[He crosses his arms loosely across his chest and shrugs.]

Idiot.

[Face. Palm.]

You say idiot, but I hear I love you, Rictor. I think something's screwing up the translation field.

You might've hit your head, who knows.

Already got checked out the clinic. Head's fine.

[His ribs, on the other hand… ]

[Wait, what. She tilts her head, listening for his breathing.]

.... You have broken ribs. What did you do?

[Telepathy is cheating, M.

Ric shifts in his seat, trying for as smooth of a motion as possible.]

I didn't do anything.

[Super-hearing, bro. She narrows her eyes at the motion, clearly not fooled.]

Who was it?

It doesn't matter. It's been settled.

[Julio thinks Kaine's all right.]

So I can expect to see you two hand-in-hand painting rainbows and throwing glitter everywhere?

[Really. You're going to go for the stereotypes. Well, you can go fuck yourself right now, and the glare on Ric's face is saying that loud and clear.

End feed.]

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