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<span class="mu-s">”The HUD and Targeting Computer.”</span>
<span class="mu-b">”Excellent choice, Sir.”</span>
It took a few hours of work, twenty or so tries with Dum-E holding up paper targets. The slight adjustment of your palm with each try. Your fingers started getting weary, but you were onto something.
“Not bad…”
<span class="mu-b">”Mr. Stark, your attentive level is degrading rapidly. I recommend you retire for the evening.”</span>
You were exhausted. Not tired enough to get up and shower, but you knew that if you went through all the motions, you'd lie down in bed clean, but restless and awake. That would start this over again, no good.
“Right here is comfy, thanks though.”
You felt something drape over you. Dum-E had brought a blanket. It was soft, but heavy, perfect. Was this a fireproof blanket? You weren't sure, you were already asleep.
<span class="mu-b">”Very well. Goodnight, Sir.”</span>
<span class="mu-g">ALL COMBAT ACTION AP COSTS REDUCED BY 1, ACCURACY INCREASED BY 30%</span>
And then, everything rang out, waking you up. You were about to tell J.A.R.V.I.S. to can it, and hang up on it, but it was picked up. What?
“Tony. Are you fucking kidding me?” Pepper. That's right, you hadn’t spoken to her since before the conference.
“Good morning, Pepper! I missed you too-o…” Your head throbbed. You needed food.
“Are you drunk?”
“No, no, just hungover, it’s fine. I’m already-” Fingers fumbled for a box of Pop-Tarts, stashed deep in the shelves of the bench.
“-working on the solution. H-hey, Jarvis, is this what we’re doing, now? Answering calls without permission?”
<span class="mu-b">”Calls from your personal assistant, relating to your schedule and success, are approved by me.”</span>
“Whatever, I’ll bet you forgot what today is, too.”
“No, no, I remembered that, too.”
“Oh, really? Tell me, then, Mr. Stark. What’s today?”
“The day that <span class="mu-i">you</span> and I spend on the water. The yacht could be ready in an hour.”
“You must’ve already forgot yesterday, funny.”
“There was something about a press conference, and you being mad at me.”
“I am Iron Man? Are you serious, Tony? I’m so mad, you’re not even worth the energy to shout at. Review for the HAMMER expo is today at their lab. You’re one of the guest judges, remember?”
“Right, right, looking over what all brains have been working on, and showing the best in <span class="mu-i">six-months</span>-do I really have to be there?”
“Yes. Stark Industries shares are climbing after that stunt yesterday. You <span class="mu-i">will</span> keep up appearances.”
“Or what, you’re going to drag me there?”
“No, I’m not. Happy is. He’ll be there in thirty. Clean yourself up.”
“Actually, y’know, Pepper. I’ll…”
>”Take the suit.”
>”Drive.”
>>Audi R8 (Keeping up with the times.)
>>Ford Flathead Roadster (Okay, Grandpa.)
>>Shelby Cobra (Dad used to love this one…)
Need one player to roll 1d100, DC >=25 to see if a mishap occurs to Hungover Tony enroute.
