...Okay, you've got me on the pineapples and the banks.
And whoa -- first off, you're sounding more and more like that "worse" category. [Ignore the fact that Tony used to fall squarely in that realm of values and viewpoints -- Sasha really doesn't need to know that right now, when Tony's talking him down from getting his hands on high-tech weaponry.] Second, the items in my arsenal are not toys. So, uh. No?
[Of course, there's a nugget of truth to what the kid says. Humans do need help protecting themselves -- isn't that what Tony had said about interstellar threats, about Thanos? He closes his eyes and rubs his arm over his forehead, trying to ignore the glow of his extra appendages. And now...
He sighs and looks back to the screen. After a second, he types:]
OK, for a dog person you seem to have some serious wolf beef.
[Pause. He adds:]
Beef is like... issues. You seem to have some serious wolf issues.
ive been called lots of shit whatevers worse than librairtan is probably nothing ;
[FUCK]
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[nailed it]
i know its not a toy do i look like some dumb baby to you? i need stuff to kill youkai. theres a bunch of dumbasses who are gonna get murdered if i dont keep them alive. nobody at home would know how to fight metal weapons from the future so it would be a good advantage .
wolves are NOTHING LIKE DOGS theyre dumb and they smell shitty and they always go around saying stuffs theirs when it isnt. and theyre weak
[Tony stares at the screen. And stares some more. He pinches the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger, because it's already painful to focus on a tiny white light beaming straight into his eyeballs while the rest of his body's got a fever (of a-hundred-and-three -- oh, god, he's gone to Foreigner songs). Now, he's got to deal with... this. Singular proof that if you take any fifteen year-old boy, even one direct from feudal Japan, and hand them a keyboard, they'll... start typing incoherent Reddit posts.]
OK, buddy. I'm sort of having a bad time and your argument as to why you're the kind of level-headed, stable individual who should be given access to firearms isn't exactly gripping me. How about you come by AFTER Iris and then I'll explain things in person, deal? Deal. Now go to bed.
[He hits "Do Not Disturb" mode, then tosses the device onto the other pillow in the bed. He rolls over to alternately pull the covers over his shoulders and kick a leg out from under them as he tries to make himself comfortable again, or... as much as he can, anyway.
He'll deal with delivering level-headed explanations when they meet in person. And hey, if Tony did help him, it wouldn't be the first teenager he equipped with state-of-the-art...
...Is that a good thing? Probably not. But whatever, he needs a nap.]
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And whoa -- first off, you're sounding more and more like that "worse" category. [Ignore the fact that Tony used to fall squarely in that realm of values and viewpoints -- Sasha really doesn't need to know that right now, when Tony's talking him down from getting his hands on high-tech weaponry.] Second, the items in my arsenal are not toys. So, uh. No?
[Of course, there's a nugget of truth to what the kid says. Humans do need help protecting themselves -- isn't that what Tony had said about interstellar threats, about Thanos? He closes his eyes and rubs his arm over his forehead, trying to ignore the glow of his extra appendages. And now...
He sighs and looks back to the screen. After a second, he types:]
OK, for a dog person you seem to have some serious wolf beef.
[Pause. He adds:]
Beef is like... issues. You seem to have some serious wolf issues.
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[FUCK]
.
[nailed it]
i know its not a toy do i look like some dumb baby to you? i need stuff to kill youkai. theres a bunch of dumbasses who are gonna get murdered if i dont keep them alive. nobody at home would know how to fight metal weapons from the future so it would be a good advantage .
wolves are NOTHING LIKE DOGS theyre dumb and they smell shitty and they always go around saying stuffs theirs when it isnt. and theyre weak
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OK, buddy. I'm sort of having a bad time and your argument as to why you're the kind of level-headed, stable individual who should be given access to firearms isn't exactly gripping me. How about you come by AFTER Iris and then I'll explain things in person, deal? Deal. Now go to bed.
[He hits "Do Not Disturb" mode, then tosses the device onto the other pillow in the bed. He rolls over to alternately pull the covers over his shoulders and kick a leg out from under them as he tries to make himself comfortable again, or... as much as he can, anyway.
He'll deal with delivering level-headed explanations when they meet in person. And hey, if Tony did help him, it wouldn't be the first teenager he equipped with state-of-the-art...
...Is that a good thing? Probably not. But whatever, he needs a nap.]