Do some studies (Tag Tony)

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Liz had a small vial of her own blood she had taken from the infirmary. It reminded her of when she had to take blood from Alex to switch with Max's at the hospital. It seemed like a really long time ago now and Alex... well, Alex was dead.

She pushed the thought away as she rounded toward Mr. Stark's room. She knew he mostly used it for work and she hoped he was working today. She also hoped he would be willing to run some basic tests on her blood.

Liz paused outside his door, then knocked. She briefly wondered if Peter told him what had happened to her. She also wondered if Mr. Stark was aware of how they hadn't been kissing for practically two months and now they were again.

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[st_arkravinghazelnut]

The suit looked from the vial to Liz slowly. “Uh. No. And for your sake I won’t guess.”

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She blinked and then realized there was a very normal thing you could do with blood and her eyes widened. "Oh! Um, no - no it's not.. we haven't -" Liz paused and shook her head, then regrouped. "I, um... when you told me what happened back home with Peter. When I fainted? I.. well, sometimes I can do things now? I can't really control it, but I set a book on fire by accident."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"Wow. So you fainted and went full Fahrenheit 451." Iron Man extended his hand for the vial. "Any other symptoms?"

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"Sometimes things explode instead? When it happens, there's like, this energy that forms around my body. It's... a little painful. Kind of like a constant static shock." She handed over the vial, wondering just how crazy she sounded despite the fact Mr. Stark had dealt with a lot of weird before.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

The armor nodded along attentively, examining the vial before the nanites composing his faceplate receded to form a quarter-sized cavity. "I'll pass the message along to the proper Tony Stark." He assured her, inserting the glass for safe keeping.

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Liz stood there and stared. Peter had mentioned that Mr. Stark had created an AI, but she had yet to meet it. She blinked.

"You're... His AI?"

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"I'd say 'in the flesh' but...you know how it goes." As he had grown fond of doing, he separated the head of the armor from its body and staged it to face them on Tony's work desk. It's eyes flickered and cast the projection of a holographic Tony Stark before her--a younger one, give or take ten years.

"Looks like Pete couldn't keep from spreading the good word, eh?"

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She suddenly felt bad for revealing she knew about it. She looked at the hologram and realized talking to it was a little more comforting than talking to armour.

"I don't think he's told anyone else." How did she explain he had told her because he had some complicated feelings for it? She didn't want to let that on. "I sort of pried it out of him." Which was a lie. "... sorry."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"No you didn't." The AI flickered out and back in, now peering out the window. A tree fell down in the distance, though harmlessly. "At ease, little one. I'm not the Tony Stark. I don't get as hung up on shoulda's."