Thread: Lies hiding Truth (moon/lady)

he snorted. you are a lot less liable. considering i'll probably go down and check on you if i haven't heard from you for a day. he admitted, looking amused. not to mention Jarvis will get me if anything goes wrong. right Jay? he asked, looking for the camera because he hated not looking at a person when he was talking to them. ACDC? Steve asked, pulling out his journal and writing that down as well before blinking. ...oh. he muttered, looking a bit upset as he realized it was his fault Iron Man didn't like to talk to them. i'll have to call him later. he decided, looking pleased at the idea of being able to just chatter at Iron Man. or rather, flirt with Iron Man. he would never admit it aloud, but he'd had a lot of time now to come to terms with the fact that he was crushing on Iron Man, big time. he wasn't as cool with being gay as he wanted to be, but he figured he'd keep working on it. now if only he could figure out of Iron Man was married or in a relationship. but how to do that without painting a great big 'i'm crushing on Iron Man!' sign on his head? Iron Man Knows All, Sees All, and Fixes All. Steve stated in a faked Awe filled voice. i will not allow you to speak such Blasphemy! he teased, chuckling. uhm... see... i, er, never learned how to drive a car... he admitted sheepishly. apparently you need a license for those things now... and they don't work the way they used to... so.... he shrugged. i use the motorbikes instead because i can actually work those and Fury got me a license for them. he admitted. he made me take road safety tests and everything. he admitted. ...okay, that is really cool. Steve admitted, eyes brightening. especially when i have migraines. he admitted with a nod. it won't be that bad. steeve huffed, rolling his eyes. when Tony walked in it was to the smell of food. real food. there was a huge pot of some sort of soup on the stove and a few loaves of fresh baked bread and something in the oven. he had stuff scattered through the space from his own apartment and what hadn't been unpacked yet was still sitting in boxes. did you sleep at all? Steve asked, looking at Tony, a bit baffled. well. come on then. he agreed with a chuckle. we'll start you out on the bag. he promised. your not ready enough to take a hit from me unfortunately. he admitted. Clint's agreed to come in and let you practice with him once you get to that stage. he said with a grin. we're going to wrap your wrists, so you won't hurt yourself if you hit wrong. he was already taping up Tony's right hand. never hit where there's a lot of bone. heads especially you'll just break your own hand. if you have to hit someone in the head, aim for the temple or the bridge of the nose. it'll still hurt like shit, but they'll hurt worse. he admitted. and no, headbutting doesn't work. he admitted simply. the only think you'll do is give yourself a concussion. when fighting, remember the golden rule. put sharp bones, in soft places. your heal, your knee and your elbow work the best. and it is not considered a 'low blow' to jab someone in the balls when your fighting for your life. and with that, he started showing Tony the proper way to throw a punch without hurting himself.