imafuturist | SHIELD Helicarrier, Sunday Afternoon

Tony	It only took a little bullying and minor hacking of SHIELD's systems to gain access to where they were holding Steve. But it was worth it. "I got everyone a pardon for assaulting the White House," Tony said without preamble as he started pacing in front of Steve's cell. Seriously, why did they have to be so dramatic? "But they apparently want to make an example out of you."
Steve	"We weren't trying to assault the White House," Steve pointed out. At least the judge had agreed Osborn's suggestion of treason charges was completely ridiculous.
Tony	Tony paused to give him a look. "Close enough."
Steve	"No, it's not," Steve argued, "it wouldn't have been a problem if Norman Osborn's goon squad hadn't turned it into a fight."
Tony	"Story of my life this week," Tony replied, sighing as he leaning against the wall across from Steve. Even if it did make them sound like a Scooby Doo villain. They would have gotten away with it too, if it hadn't been for that meddling Green Goblin!
Steve	Steve was not the bad guy here, Tony, and he was giving you a really wounded look that it sounded like you thought he was. "Yeah? Well, mine isn't going so great either." The person who wasn't in the cell didn't get to whine.
Tony	Tony sighed again, looking down at the ground. "I don't know what to do here, Steve."
Steve	"Well, I mean, you could sucker punch me like has happened every other time I've tried to talk to someone about this mess recently." Joking not joking.
Tony	That earned him such a look. But it was dropped quickly enough because he really should have been better about slipping SHIELD's notice to go find Steve. "I wanted to talk. And I still do." Guilt filled talking. His specialty.
Steve	"So talk," Steve said. "I'm not going anywhere." Obviously.
Tony	Very funny, Steve. "I can't stop this on my own," he admitted after a moment of staring down at his feet. "Clearly. Whatever madness put Osborn into a position of power isn't going to just disappear."
Steve	"Supporting it is a funny way of trying to stop it," Steve pointed out.
Tony	"Did you want just Osborn in those meetings on how to handle objectors?" Tony asked. "At least if I'm there, I can control some of this madness."
Steve	"If it's just Osborn and his ilk, people would see that of course supervillains are going to be fine with putting their names on a list that makes them suddenly magically 'good,' when they're already known from court records. You gave it legitimacy. You gave them legitimacy by working with them."
Tony	Tony rubbed his eyes to work on the pressure there. "You have a little more faith in people than I do," he muttered. "So, how do I--we fix this?"
Steve	"I was planning to try to fix it through the courts on civil rights grounds before Maria Hill responded with assault rifles to my disagreement with what was then proposed legislation, and I still am. I really don't know what you're doing."
Tony	Tony winced again at that. "I have my legal team already working on that angle too," Tony admitted. "It's not a fast process." Unless you completely ignore how the legal system works. Marvel.
Steve	"No kidding. I've been formally charged, so as a test case this should be entertaining." Yes. Entertaining. That was what it would be. Because of Steve's identity having been public knowledge for decades.
Tony	Tony clenched his jaw and nodded. "Then we stand together on it," he said. "The team will come with you to your arraignment tomorrow."
Steve	"I'm looking forward to it," Steve said.
Tony	"We'll figure this out," Tony agreed, pushing himself off the wall to close the distance between him and the cell to offer Steve his hand.
Steve	Steve reached through the bars of his cell to take Tony's hand. "Together," he agreed.

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yogurtvore who hasn't murder me yet. Somehow]]