Meeting of the Mines
Roleplaying Log: Meeting of the Mines
Participants
IC Details
Synopsis:

Tony Stark. Lex Luthor. Egos Unite?

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IC Date: February 09, 2019
IC Location: The HoloNet?
OOC Notes & Details
Posted On: 09 Feb 2019 22:34
Rating & Warnings: PG
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Associated Plots

When trying to get two heads of multibillion dollar companies together for a face to face it is already difficult to juggle schedules. When one /also/ happens to be Tony Stark, member of the Avengers and all around man about town it gets even more difficult. When the /other/ happens to be Lex Luthor, owner of basically everything in Metropolis in one form or another, it becomes next to impossible.

…this is why god invented telecom meetings.

…and why both Tony Stark and Lex Luthor improved said meetings with Like-You-Were-There holotech. Because if something already exists that just means it hasn't been improved on yet.

Right? Right.

The time rolls around and where most people of his position would have someone do this for him, Stark? Well he is a hands on kinda guy. There is a snap of his fingers as the holotable blooms to life. Small emitters in the room he's in mapping his every move to beam it across town in real time. The chair he's in is mapped, but not most of the room. Mostly because he's sitting in a little…what looks to be a prefab building in the middle of a construction yard. A heavily modified prefab building of course.

He wouldn't have it any other way.

The man himself is all smiles, sharp suit, glasses, that beard perfectly trimmed and his hair not an micron out of place. "Now…lets see if this thing works…" The glimmering hologram of the man says, repeating the words said by the actual man in near real time.

"…sorry if its a bit slapdash. Just put it together between other things." He adds as he lets the other hologram build across the table from him.

* * *

Metropolis' Own: Lex Luthor is in his office. An office that looks more expensive than the apartments that come of the Metropolites live in. An office that looks like it could be a building all its own. The large ceiling to floor mutable window behind his overpriced desk allows for a perfect view of the City of Tomorrow.

The chances of Lex Luthor being available for a meeting with Tony Stark are slimmer than Cat Grant's chances of winning a Pulitzer Prize. However, the use of technology is definitely something he's more apt to using for such conversations. Especially when he's using more than enough encryption and data-jacking software to both prevent intrusion and intrude under the guise of recording. After all, what's the point in having a meeting with another great mind of science without attempting to install a few backdoor access points into their network.

Never know what he might need later.

Lex Luthor, in all of his no hair to have a hair out of place glory, is standing in front of his desk. The look on his features is pleasantly unsurprised with just a hint of impatience. It isn't until Tony appears that he actually responds.

"Clearly." Lex Luthor raises an eyebrow in the midst of crossing his arms over his chest. He's not impressed. "When I heard you wanted to use something of this ilk, I had to go all the way to the basement to dig out these emitters." Lex motions around the room.

"If Stark Industries needs a few upgrades, I'd be more than happy to take it off your hands. Give you more time to spend with…" Lex grins. "Well, more time to yourself."

Playful Billionaire Banter Activated!

* * *

"Yeah well, its what I get when I have to modify my own tech to interface with someone elses. I mean I had to downgrade a little bit but I think it'll still be stable enough." Stark shoots right back, that wicked grin of his sharp as ever as he looks across the table to the figure that flickers into view.

<JARVIS?> The mental command going to the AI. <Make sure we're secure will ya?>
<Of course, sir. Would you like me to let him thing everything is working?>
<Always.>

"Sad to say though you're too late on that one. I already got rid of Stark Industries, it was going a bit stale. I'm sure the new owner will do a great job, and I know the CEO is better at board meetings that I am." A smirk at that. "I hate board meetings, and boring meetings, which are usually one in the same. So I'll try to keep this one short and sweet. I'm sure the Daily Planet will be throwing down a story of how I'm moving business to Metropolis. Since you my friend are three quarters of Metropolis, if not more, I thought we might have a chat. I mean I'm the new kid in town, I don't want to step on too many toes."

* * *

"Three quarters? I may have to up my game a bit, then. Or buy Kord Industries. That's basically a non-entity, isn't it?"

Lex moves along the process of trading banter to a neutral third party to keep things on the up and up. Just to make sure that anything else his technology might be doing is no longer considered a threat. He's making jokes! Nothing malicious to not see here!

<Abort! Abort!>

Lex hides his discouragement with his tech aborting its secret mission with a smile.

"Metropolis welcomes you and all of your classic ideas, Anthony." Lex holds open his hands to prove that there is no bad blood going around in his bald head. "I'm sure you'll find that making ends meet here will be a lucrative affair. If you'd like, I can recommend a few hotels for your stay. The owner of which I know personally. I can get you set up real nice."

Without even having to wave a hand, a few LexCorp branded hotels materialize behind him: The Lexor, The Alexandria and the Lex-Carlton are the most visible.

* * *

"Pretty much yeah," Stark replies with a smirk of his own. The man hasn't even stood up though. He looks entirely relaxed, swiveling slightly in his office chair. One finger bounces every so often against the side of his knee. Stark /is/ full of energy that is for sure. Quite literally if Lex is doing scans, because…you know…ARC reactor and all.

His eyes are sharp enough though as he cants his head at the side.

His own intrusion-counter intrusion systems are going though the same thing Lex's are. Fencing with someone who actually knows what they are doing with this stuff is actually fairly fun. If you consider things like this…fun.

…and Stark does.

It is rare he gets to deal with people on the same level that aren't trying to kill him. So. This is fun.

"I might take you up on that, since you can talk to the owner for me. I don't suppose any of them are for sale?" A wicked grin there for a moment before he shifts positions a moment, the hologram following each movement perfectly. "Beyond lucrative and the cost of living though, I'm curious. You ever take on partnerships you don't then buy out?" A beatpause. "Mostly because it would be kind of nice to work with someone that can understand half of what I'm saying about engineering systems."

* * *

Lex is scanning everything and then some. If he can't invade his tech is definitely going to just scan and record every nuance he can get. Information is the key to power and victory and there's no way in hell that Lex Luthor is not going to learn everything about Tony Stark that he can from even the simplest of conversations.

"For sale? I'm afraid not. Though, I do have it on good authority that there are valet positions available at all of them."

Lex folds his hands together in front of him and continues to lean on his desk.

"A partnership? Interesting." Lex can't stop himself from raising one of his eyebrows. "Let's pretend, for just a hypothetical moment, that your mind is on the level of mine. That your laymen's intuition about engineering is near the level of which I produce." Have to keep the one-upmanship going. It's a friendly rival thing.

"What did you have in mind?" Might as well talk business now.

* * *

Energy. That nigh supernatural font of clean energy from that ARC reactor. Glowing bright as the sun. If there is one tech that Tony Stark has kept to himself it is that. No one knows how he's gotten a safe reactor of that scale to work. The results are more or less self explanatory. And undeniable. It is safe, clean, and works under heavy stress.

"Mmmm. Pass. Thanks for the offer though, really looking out for the new guy already I see."

There is a smirk though at the bite on the hook. His bait was at least good enough to get his attention. So that is something.

"Oh nothing that will stress that mighty mind of yours." His own reply lazy. "I'll keep it simple just in case though. As for what I hand in mind, well…I'm more likely to angle this new thing into clean energy systems and medical prosthetics. Among other things, but I gotta start small right? You have enough diversified interests that I'm thinking some kind of join project could benefit us both. Or at least look good in the news."

* * *

Lex Luthor resists the urge to say he owns the news. But then again, so many people their stock in that Daily Planet that he can't believe he hasn't been able to get his hands on it. Yet. He's definitely going to have to move that purchase up in his timeline of events.

"Huh." Lex doesn't say much else for a long moment. Clearly, he must be doing something like thinking through this nugget of an idea. "I suppose LexCorp taking a lazy billionaire's new pet project under their wing could be beneficial to both of us." Lex's grin is just a bit more of that playful billionaire teasing that rich people get to do when they are talking to one and other.

"Perhaps we'll be able to work something out, after all. Never let it be said that LexCorp is not a generous benefactor and provider. I already employ eighty percent of this city. What's another ten percent?"

* * *

"Eccentric, and possibly an asshole, but I'm pretty sure I qualify as the poster child for the opposite of lazy. But hey! You do you, Lex. You do you." Stark replies with a grin of his own. "And I'm pretty sure I said 'partners' and not 'buy out'. Iron Man would look horrible in LexCorp colors and I do have a rep to uphold." A beatpause. "No offence."

Stark glances over the rims of his glasses at the fellow billionaire. His own scans of course making meticulous detail of Lex's office and everything else that they can passively get his hands on. "But I'm going to take that as a yes, I'll have my people talk to your people. That sort of thing, I'm sure we can work something out. I mean, you're still using in-line capacitor systems for most of your tech and you know sequence systems are way faster." A flash of a grin. "But don't you worry. I'm here to help."

…help who is the question…

* * *

"Only with the tech that I want you to know about."

Lex Luthor grins once more as he finally takes the opportunity to walk around the desk and takes a seat behind it. This is all about making sure that they are on an even playing field at the end of this holoconference.

"I'm looking forward to working with you, Stark. I have the feeling that whatever we create together, it will be the stuff of legends."

Lex Luthor steeples his fingers as his elbows rest on the desk and he fires off one last comment.

"I'll have some preliminary paperwork drawn up."

All so he can make sure that LexCorp gets top billing on this.

"You can handle leaking this coming partnership to the press…"

* * *

"…and that is something I /am/ a professional at." Stark smirks as the connection is cut. Sitting back in his chair in his fake pre-fab building. He sets his feet on the table, linking hands behind his head as he smirks slightly.

"…well…" Comes the drawl. "That went better than I expected."

* * *

As soon as the holo-communication is disbanded and the security measures are finished and cleared, Lex drops his steepled fingers and presses a button on his phone.

"Mercy. Bring the car around. I have a few dozen buildings I need to buy."

With a grin that's a bit darker than most, Lex Luthor turns to stand and look out of the huge window behind him.

"I don't know what he's up to but I'm going to enjoy every moment of finding out."

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