IC contact. Drift Fleet.

[edwinjarvis]

 

 

Hello, this is Edwin Jarvis; I'm unable to answer the phone at the moment, but leave a message and I assure you I will respond as soon as possible.

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[uprightness]

Heard you were back to yourself.

[ sup Jarvis ]

I'd like a work, when you have a moment.

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[edwinjarvis]

Oh dear, I'm not in trouble, am I?

It would be terrible to be in Captain America's poor graces.

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[uprightness]

Not at all.

I meant to ask for your help, actually.

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[edwinjarvis]

Oh! In that case, you absolutely may have it.

What do you need my assistance with, Mr. Rogers?

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[uprightness]

Several matters actually.

and I have something for you too. Mind if I come over to drop it off?

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[edwinjarvis]

Understood. I'll be here at the Tourist whenever you'd like to drop in.

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[uprightness]

I'll be right over.

[ with a rather large pumpkin, as it is! surprise. ]

action; sometime during the draft

[ahappylie]

[So, Okita took like, 20 flamingos.


And one morning, Jarvis will wake up and find one sitting right outside his room as if it moved there of its own volition. It even has its eye turned so it looks right at him when he opens the door.

Good morning, Jarvis.]

[edwinjarvis]

[YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY DREADFUL MR. SOUJIROU AND I WILL NOT FORGET THIS SLIGHT AGAINST MY PERSON I AM O F F E N D E D AND I AM AIRLOCKING ALL OF THEM MARK MY WORDS]

[ahappylie]

[If you airlock them, he'll just bring them back but wearing blankets and with a tear drawn on their faces so they look sad that you threw them out into the cold unforgiving void of space.


There is no escape.

[edwinjarvis]

[V E R Y W E L L

He will be hiding and wait to catch you, sir, just you watch.

He will point the finger at this flamingo tormentor when he does, too!!]

[ahappylie]

[He's already off the ship, Jarvis. Come and get him.

]

[edwinjarvis]

[One of these days he will nab you, villain.

... Or he'll, you know, just send a message.]

Mr. Soujirou, we are all adults here, are we not?

This is getting quite — silly! The flamingo torture must stop!

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[mucked]

...Has he managed to wear on your nerves yet?

[ not soft, not sweet, not much of anything just yet. ]

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[edwinjarvis]

I prepared him a daytime breakfast. I admit, I had not anticipated working normally again while trapped in the confines of space. Ever, really.

... He's really here.

I should not be so surprised at his ability to appear out of thin air.

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[mucked]

That's our Howard.

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[edwinjarvis]

I dare admit our favorite Howard, though we must never tell him, or he'll want it added to his name when we say it. Has he been... fairing alright, in your presence?

[He worries a lot. But then, he has additional reasons to be anxious for his boss, doesn't he?]

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[mucked]

He's readjusting.

[ which isn't saying a whole lot, she knows. ]

You'd swear he was born on the Bishop for how completely he's taken to her.

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[edwinjarvis]

I'm not surprised. It is a terrifying though, to know that our homes at the moment are something in which Howard Stark would be eager to tinker with.

action - during vieziri plot

[echovocation]

[Matt completes another short patrol around edge of the ship before circling back around to where Jarvis has been hauling debris away from the trough their crash had dug into the earth.] We're clear for a while, at least. I'll check again in fifteen or so.

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[edwinjarvis]

[Jarvis is a bit less well-kept than usual, wearing just his tie with his rolled up sleeves. Proper cannibal-planet-crash apparel, you see! He is more than content to pick comfort over style today. Wiping his brow after flipping a table upright, he moves to join Matt's side.]

Thank goodness -- and it looks like the ship isn't as much of a lost cause at it first seemed.

[Good for you, Bishop.]

... Though the food supply is still all over the place. Unfortunately.

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[echovocation]

We'll manage somehow. [Matt's not entirely sure how, but it's that or die. So maybe he'll go...hunting or something. Despite never doing that before in his life or even knowing what the fuck around here is edible.] Where's Howard? Still working inside?

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[edwinjarvis]

Indeed, he's doing his usual -- not exploding things, that is.

That's usually just when he's busy experimenting.

[OBVIOUSLY.]

Best he be in his element, I suppose. I must say, I'm surprised at how much... this sort of thing is in your element.

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[echovocation]

[He's a Stark, so Matt expects something to be on fire before the day's over.] Let me guess- it's because I'm a city boy. [Matt]

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[edwinjarvis]

[He almost gives Matt a look.

And realizes that his looks are ineffective. Because he's fucking blind.]

... Clearly. A normal city boy who gives Miss Carter a run for her money in throwing people around.