[open] down here all the fish is happy

[sexpo]

▶ WHO: Howard Stark; open
▶ WHAT: things are getting fishy around here
▶ WHEN: February event
▶ WHERE: all around Lunatia
▶ WARNINGS: none currently; will add if necessary



Beware of Ten-Tickles

[On the lookout for fast ways to make Chroma (or, in this case, demichroma), Howard's eager to volunteer. If nothing else, it gets him out of his apartment and keeping his mind busy so he doesn't have time to dwell on all the information he's been presented with. Instead, he's taking inventory at the museum - in a storeroom, in some of the exhibits, anywhere that might be convenient. He has a tablet (and, god, he wants to take it apart and see how it works) and is adjusting to the touchscreen technology with apparent ease. He peers down at the screen, then up at a painted scroll, tilting his head slightly.]

Those tentacles sure get around, huh?

[Or else he's taking a break - staying well away from the octopus tanks - and watching others move the heavier exhibits around. Howard's stronger than he looks, thanks to hours spent wrestling machinery around workshops, but a lot of these people clearly have superhuman strength. When someone carrying a statue passes by, he offers a wry comment:]

I'd offer to lend a hand, but I'm not sure you need my help.


Going Bananas

[Predictably, Howard can be found loitering around the Hall of Lovers at the exhibit's opening night. He's going stag, so to speak (albeit not literally), but that doesn't mean he isn't interested in finding someone to investigate the tunnel for lovers. After a few Prismals rebuff his advances, he leans against a wall and watches the couples go in. Occasionally, he approaches someone else who's solo with a ready smile and an arched eyebrow.]

You wanna see what all the fuss is about?

[He jerks his head in the direction of the adult tunnel, making his intentions clear. Never let it be said that Howard Stark doesn't make his intentions perfectly clear.]


Darling, It's Better…

[If there's one thing Howard has in plenty, it's self-preservation skills. That means that when a crazy octopus broad wraps him in tentacles and starts sobbing, he awkwardly hugs her back (it doesn't hurt that her bosom is human enough). One thing leads to another, and soon enough, Howard finds himself free and sporting a tail and gills.

Once he's in the water, his tail billows around him, not unlike a lady's rippling skirts. Similar fins flow from his forearms, and the gill slits in his neck are edged with red and silver scales. In the flooding that covers the second and third levels, there are plenty of people who need his help; Howard finds himself swimming from building to building in search of people who are drowning. If you're stuck, he's willing to lend a hand - alternately, he might need your character to help him shift waterlogged wreckage to help get to others.]

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Comments

Going Bananas PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF THIS IS OKAY LOL I JUST COULDN'T RESIST

[notsoangry]

[Bruce rarely goes outside of his own research and lab these days, unless Natasha tugs him along with a smile, but he has a tendency to like history and mythology. He also wonders if one of these days the knowledge he gains will be important to what he does; knowledge is always power. So he's been wandering aimlessly, curious, carrying a notebook with him like he does everywhere all the time. He has paused for a moment, unknowingly in front of the Hall of Lovers, to think through some notes.

He hears Howard talk and it's like some echo in the back of his mind finds that voice extremely familiar, so he glances up no small amount of interest. Bruce doesn't take people up on offers, and frankly he usually thinks they've made a mistake if they do seem interested in him, but this time the look of open shock on his face says plenty on its own.]

Howard Stark? [Oh shit. He is not going to fanboy. Tony would never forgive him if he did.]

oh god bruce i'm so sorry

[sexpo]

[Honestly? This is the least surprising thing that's happened to Howard since he got here, because it's the only thing that he's actually used to. Being recognized (and, yes, even admired) by the people he hits on is basically an everyday occurrence for him - and, what's more, it's something he likes. Howard, not unlike his future son, thrives on attention. (The apple doesn't fall far from the narcissistic tree.) So he ratchets his smile up a notch or two and winks broadly at the somewhat perplexed man.]

The one and only. And you are?

[notsoangry]

[Scientists who deal in weapons are not high on the list of Bruce's favorite types of geniuses, but Tony became the exception to that rule, and Bruce still respects legends that started a whole lot of impressive fields. Howard Stark was one of them. Bruce pushes aside his initial shock; Peggy and Steve will be so glad to see him, but his instant concern is for his friend. He tries to subtly send off a text very quickly before sliding his device into his pocket.

He doesn't even note the flirting wink or anything though. Bruce is fairly oblivious to flirting.]

Dr. Bruce Banner. [He offers his hand.] I'm friends with Ms. Carter and Steve Rogers. [He isn't sure if Howard's seen either of them yet, but it is like him to stumble all over himself verbally and give things away.] Have you ... seen either of them?

[sexpo]

[Howard's handshake is warm and firm, the grip of someone who's used to moving amongst a class of men too willing to judge by the way you shake their hand.] It's a pleasure to meet you.

Are you kidding? Peg wouldn't leave me alone in a place like this for five minutes - and for good reason, too. [There's something wolfish about his grin, and it's easy to see why Peggy might be hesitant to leave Howard without adult supervision. But if there's one topic that can catch Howard off guard, it's Steve; the charm falters for just a moment, and Howard's caught on the proverbial back foot.]

I- haven't seen Steve yet, no. [His tone is almost hesitant, like he's avoiding Steve (he isn't intentionally, but perhaps subconsciously). Howard shifts his weight on his feet and searches for another topic.] Peggy mentioned there were people here from our future. I take it you're one of them, Dr. Banner?

[notsoangry]

[Bruce's is far more casual and pretty much the type of one that indicates he has learned the protocol of exactly how many seconds he's required to touch another person before he can pull away. The Chroma is small in this situation but it's still there. He relaxes at the confirmation he's seen Peggy; so at least someone he knows has stepped in to explain a few things. Bruce is going to be far more tight-lipped in this conversation than he was with Peggy, who instantly got everything out of him. He has to check in with Tony.]

I'm sure he'll be glad to see you again. [Bruce doesn't know fully Steve's complicated feelings on this matter, but as a perceptive person, he knows that Howard meant something to him. They meant something to one another, if Tony's muttering about Howard worshipping Steve was anything to go by.]

That's right, I'm from 2018. I'm one of Steve's teammates. [The Avengers aren't really together anymore, but they are sort of at the same time. Close enough.] It's good to meet you, I've heard a lot about you, mostly through the scientific and engineering community.

[sexpo]

Well, I'd hope I'd be in the damn textbooks.

[Yes, Howard does have that kind of opinion of himself, but also...he's not wrong, let's be real. Still, he says it with a certain wry humor, like he's perfectly aware of his ego (he is).]

Teammates? [He raises his eyebrows. Clearly there's something Peggy hasn't told him about the future (okay, there's a solid lot of somethings).]

[notsoangry]

[There's that Stark confidence. Bruce can't help but smile faintly. He has already quickly texted a warning to Tony, something to get into more depth with later. The last thing he wants is his friend accidentally stumbling on this. ]

You are. I also know about Project Rebirth, which obviously you were a key part in.

[He can see the resemblance so clearly it's a little unnerving, but he focuses. He will worry and fret about Tony soon enough. Oh, so he didn't know about that.] Yeah, in the future we have a team who all worked together to help protect the earth and Steeve is our team leader, sort of like the Howling Commandos. [Although they are far more fractured than the clarity of World War II as a team would be.]