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aggravating) wrote2013-01-13 04:35 pm
aggravating) wrote2013-01-13 04:35 pm
20th Command; Voice
[CLICK goes the communicator, right in what appears to be the middle of a conversation.]
I need, and I know you said you weren’t going to again, but all I need is a few minutes, Pepper. In and out.
Yes, I’ve already said, so why is this coming up again? Can’t you just ask Charles?
Yeah, uh, Madame X has hands like a football player. Don’t really want those inside me. You, on the other hand, have dainty, perfectly shaped hands and I know you already know what to do. It’s a comfort thing.
A comfort thing. No, this isn’t a comfort thing, this is a you don’t want someone more capable, because the last time I did this I nearly stopped your heart. Why- Why do you-- Why is your- Tony, your comm is blinking, why is it- Is it on?
It’s fine, don’t worry about it. Just keep going, slow and steady. You’re doing great, Pepper. That- yeah, that one. Right there. [He sounds a little tense, a little more out of breath with every word] Oh god- I forgot the smell--
Pepper.
I can’t-- Okay what am I doing here, what is it you want? Specifics. Please. [She sounds just as strained, just as uncomfortably tense.]
Feel around. For what? Irregularities. There aren’t any-- Oh, there’s- just, there’s a thing here--
Like a- this? Yeah, just-- Is that- I don’t know, is this deep enough? Is it-- Wait, here? Just push it. There should be a-- you’ll feel it.
[There’s another noise, something like a whine or a keen.]
Yes, Pepper. That-- [He breaks off with a yelp of... some sort.] Oh god, are you hurt? I’m sorry- Should I just-- [There’s another sound now. Something ... slick.] No. No, no, no. You’re fine. That was great, you’re doing great.
Yeah? You’re okay? You’re sure? Because I can stop if you’re--
I’m fine. Fabulous. Never been bet-- okay, that-- don’t stop, you feel that right there? This? Yes. It’s a little too far up, can you just--
[There’s a moment of silence, broken only by that same slick... sliding sound from before, until Tony suddenly yelps again and Pepper echoes the noise, one - or maybe both - of them knocking into the table the communicator is on, sending it clattering to the floor and turning itself off. Thankfully - or not - cutting this awkward exchange short.]
[NOTE:
Pepper is blue.
Tony is red.
And both will be responding and interjecting c:]
I need, and I know you said you weren’t going to again, but all I need is a few minutes, Pepper. In and out.
Yes, I’ve already said, so why is this coming up again? Can’t you just ask Charles?
Yeah, uh, Madame X has hands like a football player. Don’t really want those inside me. You, on the other hand, have dainty, perfectly shaped hands and I know you already know what to do. It’s a comfort thing.
A comfort thing. No, this isn’t a comfort thing, this is a you don’t want someone more capable, because the last time I did this I nearly stopped your heart. Why- Why do you-- Why is your- Tony, your comm is blinking, why is it- Is it on?
It’s fine, don’t worry about it. Just keep going, slow and steady. You’re doing great, Pepper. That- yeah, that one. Right there. [He sounds a little tense, a little more out of breath with every word] Oh god- I forgot the smell--
Pepper.
I can’t-- Okay what am I doing here, what is it you want? Specifics. Please. [She sounds just as strained, just as uncomfortably tense.]
Feel around. For what? Irregularities. There aren’t any-- Oh, there’s- just, there’s a thing here--
Like a- this? Yeah, just-- Is that- I don’t know, is this deep enough? Is it-- Wait, here? Just push it. There should be a-- you’ll feel it.
[There’s another noise, something like a whine or a keen.]
Yes, Pepper. That-- [He breaks off with a yelp of... some sort.] Oh god, are you hurt? I’m sorry- Should I just-- [There’s another sound now. Something ... slick.] No. No, no, no. You’re fine. That was great, you’re doing great.
Yeah? You’re okay? You’re sure? Because I can stop if you’re--
I’m fine. Fabulous. Never been bet-- okay, that-- don’t stop, you feel that right there? This? Yes. It’s a little too far up, can you just--
[There’s a moment of silence, broken only by that same slick... sliding sound from before, until Tony suddenly yelps again and Pepper echoes the noise, one - or maybe both - of them knocking into the table the communicator is on, sending it clattering to the floor and turning itself off. Thankfully - or not - cutting this awkward exchange short.]
[NOTE:
Pepper is blue.
Tony is red.
And both will be responding and interjecting c:]
no subject
It's not going to help if I deny anything, will it?
[Because this is ridiculous. Obviously it isn't the case, but proof? Well, she's got goo covering her hands. He's childish and really, Pepper hates dealing with annoying children. Tony is the exception, and even then, just barely.
At least she gets paid to deal with him.
Not like she loves him or anything.]no subject
You're totally imagining them swimming in sushi right now, aren't you.
Heck yes. Aren't you?
[...wait.]