See, this is what he got for thinking he could find drier firewood for his little portable camp up the hillside. This is what he got for thinking, Hey, I don't need bodyguards or that nonsense -- I'm gonna join the Inquisition and I don't want them to think I'm a pussywillow. Arrogance, Stark. Arrogance will get you every damned time.
Especially now that he is trying to outrun a goddamned bear. His hands are at his belt while he's running, throwing together an explosive trap as fast as he can as he stumbles on down a snow drift and into an open area. He finishes, tosses it behind him, and BOOM, the explosion rocks the small canyon he is, sending up a large flare of smoke and fire. He skids to a halt, looking behind him, hoping to see just bit of bear.
... and he does. Just, you know, bits of the fur missing from the even angrier bear.
"Maker's Balls." Tony mutters, as he prepares to take off running again, with another explosion already in hand.
And now ... revamped
"SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!"
See, this is what he got for thinking he could find drier firewood for his little portable camp up the hillside. This is what he got for thinking, Hey, I don't need bodyguards or that nonsense -- I'm gonna join the Inquisition and I don't want them to think I'm a pussywillow. Arrogance, Stark. Arrogance will get you every damned time.
Especially now that he is trying to outrun a goddamned bear. His hands are at his belt while he's running, throwing together an explosive trap as fast as he can as he stumbles on down a snow drift and into an open area. He finishes, tosses it behind him, and BOOM, the explosion rocks the small canyon he is, sending up a large flare of smoke and fire. He skids to a halt, looking behind him, hoping to see just bit of bear.
... and he does. Just, you know, bits of the fur missing from the even angrier bear.
"Maker's Balls." Tony mutters, as he prepares to take off running again, with another explosion already in hand.
4. It's TONY. Wildcard is his life.