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[cleanedslate]

[ not too much later in the day, on a less populated section of the beach, Tony and Bruce are on a mission.

the mission is science, of course. and their weapons, at the moment, are a large expanse of beach that is currently serving as a makeshift whiteboard.

scrawled across it are a series of equations, all of them deceptively brief (read: condensed), but also filled with cryptic symbols that won't be familiar to anyone who hasn't gotten deep into physics. a healthy heaping of biochemistry will also help you to parse their work, which at the moment seems to be very focused on energy conversion and heat especially.

come stare! or step all over their hard work! you jerk :(

feel free to tag either of them but expect some thread jacking! after all, they are both standing right there ♥ ]

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[sublimating]

[it's the first time anyone has really taken that tactic with him. Tony's the only one who ever seems to think that the Hulk is something he should more than just tolerate, but celebrate]

I'm not -- a guy who was unhappy with my life. I'm not a guy who wanted to change anything, or do anything. [a little bit helplessly, although mostly under control. he smiles to himself, faint, and rubs his hands together. keep it self-recriminating. getting angry about it is... a bad move, of course] I only ever wanted to be normal.

[cleanedslate]

[ he nods, once, slightly sharp, and then he says ] Greener grass. Everyone wants what they can't have. Other cliches that aren't coming to mind right now. [ the wave of his hand is dismissive; the look in his eyes, still intent on Bruce's face, less so. ] Of course, I never really had a shot at normal, so I guess I'm not what you'd call unbiased.

[ casual addition is casual: ] Plus, I wouldn't actually be here today if it weren't for you and Larry the Cucumber.

[ definitely not unbiased ]

[sublimating]

Does that old chestnut apply when you got to live on the other side of the fence for half of your adult life? [he's smiling a bit, though. he gets it]

At least I'm in good company.

[cleanedslate]

[ getting it is the important part. he slides in, gets an arm around Bruce's shoulder ]

Literally the best company in the world. Part of a very exclusive club, as it happens.