LaGuardia Airport, Monday Afternoon

[screwyoumarvel]

As soon as the foursome from Fandom exited the terminal, a man walked up to Steve, handed him an envelope, and walked off without saying a word. Ah, SHIELD's unnecessary secrecy. How Steve didn't miss it. He opened the envelope and took out two things: the keys to a Porsche and a piece of paper, which he unfolded and scanned. As he read, a grin spread across his face. "Yeah, Tony, you're going to have to sign this before we can leave."

((Open to those guys. NFB due to distance.))

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[shiroi_tiger]

"Maybe when Steve isn't looking," Nathan suggested. Because he was hopping into the line of very helpful people, this afternoon. "Spare the poor man a heart attack."

[tyler_gone]

Tyler kind of had a thing for nice cars, so he was walking around the Porsche as slowly as he could, drinking it in with his eyes.

"What is this, 2010 model year?"

[screwyoumarvel]

"Something like that," Steve mumbled as he popped the trunk and tossed his bag in. "I don't know the specifics. And there are some...modifications, of course." At least this one had a trunk. Some of them had weapons systems instead.

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"...modifications?" Tony said it in a way someone might say 'bisexual twin Maxim models'.

[shiroi_tiger]

A tone of voice which would have amused Nathan to no end, if only he had any idea what he was supposed to make of this car in the first place.

"Well, it's certainly... Red."

He liked that color. He could work with that.

[tyler_gone]

Tyler gave Tony a look that asked if he was going to be left for a modified red 2010 Porsche, then dropped his bag in beside Steve's.

"This," he informed Nathan, "is like Christmas came early for Tony."

[screwyoumarvel]

"The best is yet to come," Steve promised. Or it was, until Tony remembered the contract he'd signed. Then would come either the weeping or the sulking. "Everybody get in the car and I'll show you."

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

Sulking. And glaring. So much glaring.

After a moment of caressing fondling touching the car hood, Tony sighed and got on in. "I'm waiting."

[shiroi_tiger]

That, Nathan noted as he followed Tony's lead and heaved himself into the car, was some pretty inappropriate hood fondling.

"Take your time, Steve. Tony has plenty of practise with exercising patience now. Isn't that right?"

[tyler_gone]

"Can we go?" Tyler asked, taking the seat behind Steve's. He'd bitch about the lack of legroom, but he knew he'd get shot if he went for shotgun. "Not that this isn't a totally awesome parking garage."

[screwyoumarvel]

Steve got in the car, started it, put down the top, adjusted a few things, then said, "We can go," and pulled out of the parking space and started driving...toward the roof of the garage. Not the exit.

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"...Steve?"

[shiroi_tiger]

"Wrong way, Steve."

[tyler_gone]

"I have to agree with those two," Tyler chipped in.

[screwyoumarvel]

"No, this is right," Steve assured them, then stopped the car in the middle of the roof and started flipping switches and pushing buttons. "Gentlemen, this is a SHIELD PFC-997 2010, transport class, body by Porsche, modifications based on a design by," he nodded to Tony, "Stark Industries. Not your Stark Industries, obviously. Valued at over a quarter of a million dollars, so let's try not to scratch the paint. What I'm saying here is..." he hit one final button and the car began to emit a soft whir and hover over the concrete. "It flies."

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"...I am going to kill Fury." And then look under the hood.

[shiroi_tiger]

Nathan was going to just grab onto whatever part of the car interior looked the sturdiest, and then he was going to cling to it for dear life. If that just happened to be the headrest of Tony's seat, well, Tony would have to cope.

"It flies," he echoed. "Of course it flies."

Horses. Next road trip, he was insisting they take horses.

[tyler_gone]

Tyler was just going to stare for a minute, not trusting his voice.

"What kind of license do you need for this?"

[screwyoumarvel]

"You have to be certified by SHIELD," Steve said as he casually steered the car out into the sky of New York. "Or not tell them, which we're not, if any of you drive. Not you, Nathan."

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure I'll drive fine." Tony, a flying suit doesn't make you an expert. "How fast does it go?"

[shiroi_tiger]

Nathan was not going to be a back seat driver. He wasn't. He was going to make a point of it. Of that, and not looking out the window.

There were going to be thumb-shaped indents in that headrest.

"Too fast, most likely."

[tyler_gone]

"We are not going to crash into an airplane and die horribly," Tyler reassured him.

A beat.

"... are we?"

[screwyoumarvel]

"Relax," Steve said. "I'm an excellent driver." Even if he hadn't driven one of these bad boys in over two years. "Everyone's wearing their seatbelts, right?" Then, to Tony, he said, "This model? Up to 200 miles per hour."

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

Oh sure, give Tony ideas. "How fast are we going now?"

[shiroi_tiger]

"... Too fast, most likely."

Yes, he was repeating himself. No, Nathan did not care.