Office #18, Monday

[tyler_gone]

It was strange given the absolute chaos of the weekend, but Tyler felt pretty good as he opened his office even though he was still worried about Tony and Sam. Things seemed quieter in his head since that whole fight that ended in a hug.

He felt ... healthy.

Weird.

Shaking his head, he settled in to work on class plans for the week. He wasn't going to just hand them the Anarchists' Cookbook again, but his other half probably wasn't wrong about cabbage juice being a lame plan.

The office door was open.

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[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"--No, Pepper-- I'm fine. It was just a mild concussion." There was a pause before Tony entered the office. "Yes, I'll be there for the press conference. Just get them working on my shop and I'll even get there on time."

He nodded toward Tyler, already pulling the phone away from his face. "Goodbye Pepper."

She hadn't even hung up on him first! It was a good sign. "I think that went well."

[tyler_gone]

"Which part?" Tyler asked, glancing up and gesturing Tony to a chair. "And hey. When'd they spring you from the clinic?"

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"Her forgiving me for not calling her as soon as I was conscious with news about Obie," Tony said, like it was no big deal as he took the seat. "And I really need to look into getting that clinic some better equipment."

A beat as he looked around suddenly.

"There were two of you, right? That wasn't from the drugs?"

[tyler_gone]

"And you might want to try not getting tossed around by big metal things," Tyler added. "Though you're walking, so ... all's well that ends well?"

"Two of me," he agreed. "I wasn't kidding about my little problem, Tony. I think he might be gone for good this time."

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"...did I miss something?"

[tyler_gone]

"I don't think so?" Tyler frowned. "Remember, I told you, when we were at that club with Goldie and the dancing." He brushed it off.

"Not as interesting as having a battery in your chest, though. And did you fly?"

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"An he was here and now he's not." See, this is what happens when Tony didn't have Jarvis around to recap radio for him. "It was the suit that flew, not me, technically."

[tyler_gone]

"Still closer to flying than I've gotten outside a plane," Tyler said. "And yeah. Usually he's a voice in my head, for the weekend he got to walk around, now he's back on his island or ... wherever he goes." It wasn't like Tyler had a GPS collar on the guy. "He didn't drive you too nuts, did he?"

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

Tony looked him over. "A few adjustments to the suit and you could try it..."

He shook his head, to clear that thought.

"No, he was fine. I'd prefer to just have you around rather than him."

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Tyler perked right up. "Really? I swear I wouldn't wreck it." Or he'd try not to.

He gave a tiny smile. "I kept getting that. Don't worry, I'm not going to shift the next time the moon is full. You're stuck with this me."

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"Good, good." Tony watched him for a moment, zoning out on something. "The work on the shop is... going to take some time. I was wondering if you might have a spare room."

[tyler_gone]

"Three of them," Tyler said, raising his chin. "Whole upstairs, actually. Murdock and his dogs are in the garage and Miss Bennet's in the basement. How long is 'some time'?"

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"If Pepper gets a good enough construction crew... hopefully no more than a week."

[tyler_gone]

"I think I can put up with you for that long," Tyler smiled. "No mortal enemies crashing around, right?"

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"Just the one that I know of," Tony replied with a grin. "I'll try to keep it to a minimum."

[tyler_gone]

"I'll hold you to that," Tyler warned, then fished in a desk drawer. "Here's a set of spare keys. Trash day is handwavy and let me know if anything's growing in the bathroom, I haven't been up there to check in a while. The rooms are all furnished."

He tossed the keys to Tony in a gentle arc.

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

Tony raised an eyebrow at the bathroom comment. "Thanks. You're just my hero this week, aren't you?" He said, eyes wide for the drama.

[tyler_gone]

What, Tony thought Tyler cleaned?

"You're welcome to swoon into my manly arms anytime."

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

He could always hire someone to do that for him. Like Tony did.

Poor Sam. Poor, poor Sam.

"I'd call you my knight in shining armor, but it's my armor, actually."

[tyler_gone]

Tyler still half-expected a Space Monkey to turn up and make the offer.

He laughed. "And I'm not in it yet. Seriously, though, it's nothing. The island will find a way to make you make it up to me."

[OOC: Heading home, back later!]

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"I promise to help you put your battery in if someone shows up to kill you," Tony said, holding a hand up like a Boy Scout.

[tyler_gone]

"Then we have a deal," Tyler said.

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"I think this is the first time I've lived with people since college," Tony remarked, far too chipper for someone still on pain meds.

[tyler_gone]

Tyler had to think about that. "I've never lived entirely on my own for more than a couple weeks," he admitted. "Sometimes Fight Club would be so many people, it felt like the house was alive. Not something I'm rushing back to."

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

Of course, he was telling this to the guy whose house kinda was alive in being controlled by an AI.

Tony thought back to his college days. "I'll try not to leave anything laying about."

[tyler_gone]

"And I'll refrain from going through your stuff," Tyler said dryly.

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"I'll make it up to you," Tony replied, standing up slowly. Oh yeah, that still hurt.

[tyler_gone]

"No worries." Tyler watched him warily. "You okay walking back to town?"

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"I got here, didn't I?" That was a maybe. "And I have plenty of the very nice pills in case anything starts to hurt."

[tyler_gone]

"You can call one of the rickshaws if you can't make it," Ty;er said, sympathetic. "Take care of yourself, Tony."

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"Try not to work yourself too hard here," Tony replied, waving back over as his shoulder as he went for the door.