OPEN RP POST

[sizeofyourbaggage]

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[holdplease]

[ Thanks, Sam. It's a quiet response as she resides more in monitoring and sentry mode now, and let's Sam do what he will. Tony's heart rate was still dangerously high for her liking.

He's curled up in his room, separate from the other floors for the other Avengers, but not off-limits. Very little in Tony's life was off limits to the others of the team, and that was just part of who he was, though a lot of the public would have no idea.

He shifts, mumbling into the pillow he's got a death-grip on, and his brow furrows. He's back there in New York. You're not the guy to make the sacrifice play. It's the same curse that's followed him since he saw first-hand the kind of hell they were inviting to their tiny little world. Their tiny, unprotected world. He drags in a ragged breath and it comes out as a whine. Shall I try Miss Potts? Might as well.