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[rockstark]

WHAT: It's a party at a rich dude's house!
WHEN: Sometime after Avengers, but spoilers can be avoided on request - just make a note in the comment header.
WHO: Tony Stark and YOU! And a bajillion of his closest, drunkest NPC friends.
WHERE: Tony's sweet pad in Malibu.
WHY: This is panfandom, we do what we want. Don't even bother explaining why or how you got here, just SHOW UP AND PARTY. Threadjack at will! Just please regard people's requests for spoiler-free threads, if you can. :D

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[godoftableflips]

[ Bad timing, dude. His nostrils flare and his tone gets grumblier. ] You would do wise to not speak of my brother.

[kirk]

[Don't you know? Jim has the best timing.

He downs the rest of the drink he's holding. This is good. This he likes. He'll kick the shit out of the guy who looks like his dad and feel better about himself. Or get the shit kicked out of him. Either way. That'll be therapeutic.]

You'd do better to wash your hair. And maybe find some normal clothes. Didn't anyone tell you this wasn't a costume party?

[godoftableflips]

[ Bad call, kid. Bad call. Thor's on his feet in an instant, hand shooting out to grip Kirk by the neck. ]

Mind your tone.

[kirk]

[So this guy is stronger than he thought. And despite the beard and the long hair and the stupid clothes- that's his dad's face glaring back at him. His fucking dead dad.

He smirks his best bring it on, jackass smirk.] Why don't you make me, thunder god?

[godoftableflips]

[ challenge accepted.

see that table over there? the nice glass one with a built in computer that operates on the surface of it? well, you're about to get a much better look. thor chucks him straight towards the table, by the neck. yep. ]

I warned you: do not trifle with me.

[kirk]

[Spock and Bones are going to be so pissed at him.



The alcohol is keeping the edge off the pain, and Jim is too stubborn to stay down. This guy is strong, and he knows how to use his strength. But Jim's been a starship captain for only a year. He was a drunken waste of space back in Iowa for much longer. That habit's much harder to break.

He gets up, unsteady on his legs and wipes the corner of his mouth.] Is that what you told your 'brother'? I'll bet that worked out really well for you.

/hopes this is cool?

[rockstark]

[when the kid's face goes through his table, Tony turns, one hand automatically reaching for the Mark 7 bracelet at his wrist - but he stops himself short, settling for moving quickly to a safe distance behind Thor]

Hey, whoa, we got a problem here that needs to go outside, kids? Chill out, there's plenty of sushi for everyone, fighting over the last piece just isn't cool. Don't be that guy.

[translation: only he is allowed to get into fights at his own parties and wreck his house. do as Tony Stark says, not as he does. either that, or let him in on it, man]

always!

[godoftableflips]

[ Thor is advancing in the direction of where Kirk is clambering out of the table's remains when he hears Tony behind him and halts. His posture is still intimidating and ready to rumble, but he looks over his shoulder at his... whatever Tony is to him, and then back to Kirk. He's obviously piiiiiiiiiiiiissed, wtg Kirk. ]

This mortal need learn his place.

yaaaaay

[rockstark]

Well, being that he's a mortal, my first guess at his "place" would be "here on Earth". Just an educated guess, since I happen to be one, myself. What'd he do to get under your codpiece, anyway, big guy?

[he cranes his neck around Thor to look at Kirk. oh hey, it's you. the kindred spirit. he smirks] You commented on the drapes, didn't you.

[kirk]

[What is it with people and stopping him from getting beaten into a pulp? He steadies himself to glare back at Thor. Ready to go another round, big guy? Do it.



Except. He spots Stark as the host spots him. Fuck. Half the bravado goes right out of him.] Something like that.

[godoftableflips]

He makes light of matters he comprehends not. [ FINE ITS A GLARE OFF. ] I gave him fair warning to curb his tongue.