The First Suit

The Mark One Iron Man Suit

Broken and Rebuilt Many Times

Greyson Stark

The First Iron Man suit personified.
Broken and put on display. Unneeded.
Broken so far that he has a second personality that is not so nice. He is named Dante.
(Indie Blog for the personified version of the first Iron Man suit.
Muse and Mod are of age.)

Permanent Hiatus. Will occasionally RP with people I decide to rp but for the most part, this is an inactive blog. If you would like to get in contact with me, my Skype is thepipesarecalling90

fragilejustice:

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"Does it hurt to wear?" He wonders. A lot of things can hurt him, it seems like an endless list of things that can hurt him. Doctors have to wear special gloves so that they don’t hurt him. 

"Not one bit."  He said, with total honesty.  "If it did it’d be pointless to wear, wouldn’t it?  My pops helped me with the fabric blend so it’d be comfortable."

(Source: starksfavoritesuit)

fragilejustice:

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"Yes, yes, I’m a good secret keeper!" Boone says excitedly. 

He tugged down the collar of his shirt to show what looked like under-armor of sorts.  ”This is a suit I wear under my clothes and it helps absorb impact so I hurt myself less.  I bet I could make one in your size, buddy.”

(Source: starksfavoritesuit)

fragilejustice:

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"I haven’t broken any bones since I was really little. I fell off the couch and I broke my leg but Papa makes me be really careful now. I’m not allowed to climb on things that I could fall off of and get hurt.” 

"Well, that sounds like no fun.  Wanna know a secret?"  He asked with a smile.

(Source: starksfavoritesuit)

fragilejustice:

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"You do? But you’re an adult! That means you got to live a long time!" Boone says excitedly. 

He didn’t have the heart to tell the kid he was, at best, ten years old.  He just smiled and nodded.  ”Sure did.  Had a lotta broken bones but those heal.”

(Source: starksfavoritesuit)

fragilejustice:

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"No, he’s a punk and he yells at me and makes my ears hurt when I don’t ask. So I have to ask." (it can be assumed he located an adult and asked before he returns to Grey.) 

"They told me I can talk to you, my name is Boone." 

"Nice to meet you Boone.  I heard you got weak bones.  I got ‘em too."  He said with a smile.

(Source: starksfavoritesuit)

fragilejustice:

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"I have to ask Shane or papa or daddy… or a very long list of people if it’s okay to talk to you because you’re a stranger first, I’m sorry." He says backing up an inch even though he does really want to talk to the other guy. 

He smiled and shrugged.  ”I can wait, go ask.  Whoever taught you that is very smart, most strangers are good to avoid.”

(Source: starksfavoritesuit)

[ fragilejustice ]

He’d heard of the kid - he was Cap and Bucky’s kid, and his bones were about as fragile as Grey’s.  He felt for the poor kid really and so he slowly crouched to his level.  ”Hey.  I’m Grey Stark - Tony’s son.  You’re Boone, right?”

yournucleardeterrent:

"Elijah and Aaron and everyone else missed you to" he nodded, resting his head on his brother’s shoulder "Are you sure you’re better now, Grey? I don’t want you to go again"

"I missed them too."  He kissed the top of his brother’s head.  "I’m positive I’m all better.  I won’t go again."

yournucleardeterrent:

Teddy giggled and wrapped his arms around his brother’s neck, kissing his cheek as he did so “One day I’m gonna be strong like you and daddy, Grey” he beamed and nodded, patting his brother’s cheek and then kissing it again “I missed you lots and lots”

Grey smiled at the kiss and the pat.  ”Oh I bet you’ll be even stronger.  And I can say I missed you more, Teddy Bear.”

yournucleardeterrent:

"Good, ‘cause I miss your bedtime stories"

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"Are you okay now? What was wrong?"

"Did you?"  Grey asked, scooping his little brother up with ease.  "Well, I’m definitely gonna have to tell you bedtime stories again.  And I’m okay now, buddy, I just had to take care of a problem with my pain."  It wasn’t a complete lie, but his kid brother didn’t need to know it’d been Rehab until he was able to drink himself.