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Who: Church and Tex
What: the long avoided conversation about awkward happenings during The Gentlemen plot
When: Tuesday night
Where: Church's room.
Rating: R for language at least.

Mason was off the leash and running, he'd been nosing through the halls with some sort of purpose until he found a door and ran inside, tail wagging like crazy.

"God dammed dog, I've shot people for less than this." The black armored form muttered and tromped after the canine. It wasn't until she crossed the threshold that she realized whose room she'd stepped into.

Fuck

Yeah, Church's room and of course the dog was running right up to him, eager to lick his face and give all the affection in the world like it was no big deal. She hadn't been back to his room since the silence and violence of the Gentlemen. She'd been human and for once she'd been really and truly scared for her life.

Church had helped her adjust, and protected her. Hell he'd even stayed up all night to make sure she slept and...as they say one thing lead to another, and it kept leading there an awful lot.

But that had been the fear and the situation right? Things were different, or rather back to normal now. It seemed stupid that she'd avoided him, no not avoided. She'd just been busy, anywhere he wasn't and doing anything not involving him. Totally not avoiding him. Right.

So she just stood there in the doorway, not quite stepping fully inside and not saying anything, just sort of holding the leash in her hand as if that was all that needed to be said.

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"Yeah, he won't just call me Church and 'sir' got annoying real fast." He shook his head as Tex laid into JARVIS about Mason. Definitely going to make this trip as quick as possible. He had no idea if JARVIS could be pissed off but it he could, he bet Tex could do it. Either that or they'd somehow become besties.

"Mason'll stay in my room while we're here. He won't be any trouble."

Church hit the button for his floor so they could drop Mason off.

"Great, all you need is someone who actually gives you some kind of respect." She snorted, which lacked something when it came from a helmet that lacked the ability to roll eyes. But hey that was what they were there to fix, wasn't it?

Of course, Mr. Church. Shall I ready the lab?

She was never going to get used to that, never. But it was going to get amusing watching Church squirm every time he said it. She was half tempted to tell JARVIS that he was some sort of royalty to see what happened.

"Hey, I deserve some kind of respect." He snorts back. Still, he'd rather JARVIS not call him 'sir' or 'Mr. Church'. There's something about having the AI call him that... it just feels wrong. Hell, he's not sure why but it almost feels creepy sometimes.

"Yeah, that would be great. It'll only take us a few minutes and then we'll head over."

"Some kind sure, but that kind?" She laughed and punched his shoulder, her affection seemed to always display in some physical sort of way.

"So, the AI has a thing for you, you were close with the woman who lives here, you are having my body work done here and it's ten times better than the castle." Was that a question or a statement?

"Still hard to believe you'd rather hang out in the fucking castle." The door opened and she and Mason followed Church down the hall to his room. Seriously the place was nice.

"Well," Church shrugged a faint smile on his face. "I guess there was just something more important at the castle."

He opened the door and Mason zipped inside to sniff around every nook and cranny. His room in the tower is far more 'homey' than the one in the castle. This was mostly due to having Pepper Potts design the space but there were subtle touches that marked this as someplace he thought of as home. The kick-knacks that Chie bought him sitting on the gunrack, the fingerprinting that Beth made hanging on the wall.

"Yeah..whatever. If I had a room here I wouldn't spend a minute in that dump that I didn't have to."

She took the leash off Mason and let him do his doggy thing of running around. She pulled a bowl out from the storage compartment on her back and looked for a sink to fill it, the bathroom was connected so she just walked in like she owned the place.

When she set the bowl down she could overtly notice the things she had been covertly studying before. Little kitsch things and a weird painting. "What's thing?"

"You know, you don't have to stay in the castle. There are places in town or out at the outposts you could go."

Once Mason had surveyed the room and had a drink he made himself comfortable on the bed.

"Oh, just things I've picked up since I've been here. Joke gifts or whatever."

"Right, so leave the magic wishing castle and live in some village that barely has any modern conveniences. No thanks, it sucks but at least I can do some things at the castle."

Jokes and gifts? She snickered. "Aww so does that mean Tucker made you this? Couldn't make you a macaroni landscape to put on the fridge?"

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