{"id":29604,"date":"2013-03-15T03:25:11","date_gmt":"2013-03-15T03:25:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/03\/15\/mranthonyeffingstark\/"},"modified":"2013-03-15T03:25:11","modified_gmt":"2013-03-15T03:25:11","slug":"mranthonyeffingstark","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/03\/15\/mranthonyeffingstark\/","title":{"rendered":"@mranthonyeffingstark"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/mranthonyeffingstark.tumblr.com\/post\/45391304235\/mranthonyeffingstark\">mranthonyeffingstark<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/45309072928\/mranthonyeffingstark\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/mranthonyeffingstark.tumblr.com\/post\/45301964218\/mranthonyeffingstark\">mranthonyeffingstark<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/45301407241\/mranthonyeffingstark\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>Summer Rainault fished around under her desk and slipped her feet back into her boots, reaching down to zip them up before straightening the stack of paper and picking it up. She pulled in a deep breath, pushed her knee-length braid back over her shoulder, and headed for the elevators. It would be the first time she would make any report directly to Mr Stark, and butterflies did flips in her middle.<\/p>\n<p>She loved her job, truly, but that didn\u2019t prepare her to meet the CEO for the first time. Especially given what she knew of him \u2014 both on the job and off \u2014 it was hard to \/be\/ prepared. One thing when he was in the suit and she was behind the mask, and both were up to their elbows in their respective tasks. Hope to gods she wouldn\u2019t say anything too stupid.<\/p>\n<p>Summer brushed at cat fur on her slacks, ran her hand over her red hair, and knocked on Mr Stark\u2019s office door.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>Tony looked up at the knock on his door. He raised an eyebrow, staring at the door for a full minute. \u201cCome in.\u201d He looked down again, tinkering with a piece of technology he\u2019d been working on for a while. He wasn\u2019t sure what it would end up being yet, but he was sure it\u2019s be something great.<\/p>\n<p>He didn\u2019t look up to see who was walking in when he heard the door open. \u201cIf it\u2019s paperwork, leave \u2018em on the corner of the desk. I\u2019ll do them\u2026 whenever I feel like it.\u201d He set the tech down and looked up at the red haired girl.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI haven\u2019t met you yet.\u201d He raised an eyebrow again. \u201cWho are you?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>Summer cleared her throat and made herself stop staring. \u201cI\u2019m Summer. Summer Rainault.\u201d She took a step forward, started to offer a hand, then remembered and tucked it behind her back. \u201cI work in marketing. Web development. I had some ideas \u2026 based on the Iron Man suit.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>Tony raised an eyebrow. \u201cWhat brings you up here? Can\u2019t just be a paperwork drop-off, Pepper could have done that herself.\u201d He thought for a minute. \u201cOr I\u2019m missing something. That happens too.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s not paperwork. In that sense anyway. It&#8217;s &#8230; sketches. See,&#8221; she sighed, distracted by remembering, &#8220;the other people basically told me that if I got your approval, they&#8217;d look at my designs. They didn&#8217;t think I&#8217;d actually ask you.&#8221; She made a wry smile. &#8220;But if you&#8217;re busy I&#8217;ll just &#8212; &#8221; Summer shrugged, though regret sat heavy in her heart, &#8221; &#8212; it doesn&#8217;t matter.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>mranthonyeffingstark: iamthefirechild: mranthonyeffingstark: iamthefirechild: Summer Rainault fished around under her desk and slipped her feet back into her boots, reaching down to zip them up before straightening the stack of paper and picking it up. She pulled in a deep breath, pushed her knee-length braid back over her shoulder, and headed for the elevators. 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