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Date: 2014-04-22 08:19 pm (UTC)He's sorry.
He doesn't remember.
Tony swallows behind the mask, glad it shields him because this might just well be murder. "That's a little convenient," he mutters. "I wish everything worked like that. Get a little drunk, pass out, and what you did before that doesn't matter."
He takes a step forward. It's something to brace himself on, to follow through with. It makes this real.
"Do you remember Howard Stark?" he asks, arm still lifted, the blue in the center of his palm aiming for the broken remnants of a man used. Damn it.