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[jumpthegun]

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[jumpthegun]

I see. So this whole working together thing? That's mostly just talk. I was looking for help, Tony. God forbid I ask for it when you've offered in the past. I'll be sure to mark it in my journal there's a 24-hour time limit on those kinds of offers.

Color me surprised Bucky doesn't have feelings. That's news, as well. I've also just told you what I know, you prick. Sorry it's not detailed enough. Contrary to what you seem to think, I don't usually have long, fireside chats where me and Bucky talk plans. He told me you'd call and please not to tell you anything. I'm telling you what I can to stop anything worse than what's gonna already happen from happening.

[definingfuture]

Don't bullshit me, Watson. You offered when I contacted you first. That's a lame diversion.

Fine. I figured he would have told you not to talk to me. I told him I'd ask. You did your job. You told me everything you could to waste time and cover for him, so congratulations on the task. It would have been nice to know he thought of us a tools and prison wardens instead of friends, but you got what you wanted, I guess. If working together for you means being your convenient errand runner, then no, that's not what I offered.

[jumpthegun]

You contacted me about a specific thing. Sorry I didn't work 'round to it.

And I'm sorry. Since when did 'help me subdue a bloody psychopath before he gets into the tunnels and corners god knows how many people?' constitute convenient errand running? Sorry that's not interesting enough for you. I'd ask Batman to help, but funny enough, he's dead. I'd ask Sherlock, but he's run off to get himself killed. I'd ask Alfie, but he hates me now because I didn't kill the Joker when I could've.

But sure. Fine. Do what you think is best, Mr. Stark. I'll figure it out myself.

[John hangs up.]

[definingfuture]

[This time he leaves a message a few minutes later. Still audio.]

I'm sorry.

[jumpthegun]

I really don't care at the moment. Talk to me tomorrow. Might be dead if the Joker turns up for this rendezvous I'm setting and it goes poorly. I'll let you know one way or the other.

[definingfuture]

I'm sorry your friends left you.

[jumpthegun]

Good day, Tony. [And another hang-up.]