Yinsen: [Tony and Y/N sitting around a small fire in the cave with Tony] I'm sure they're looking for you, Stark. But they will never find you in these mountains. Look, what you just saw, that is your legacy, Stark. Your life's work, in the hands of those murderers. Is that how you want to go out? Is this the last act of defiance of the great Tony Stark? Or are you going to do something about it?
Y/N: I know I'm not going out like this, I had this dream once of two men who wore Iron suits but they shot lasers out of their hands and could fly if we could build something like a war machine that could withstand bullets and could fly or atleast jump high enough that we could get away we'd be golden.
Tony: You sound like a younger me kid always thinking of things to make to impress my dad.
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Tony: [Directing the men to where to put things while Yinsen's translating] If this is going to be my work station, I want it well-lit. I want these up. I need welding gear. I don't care if it's acetylene or propane. I need a soldering station. I need helmets. I'm gonna need goggles. I would like a smelting cup. I need two sets of precision tools. [Yinsen and Tony start taking apart the weapons.] How many languages do you speak?
Yinsen: A lot. But apparently, not enough for this place. They speak Arabic, Urdu, Dari, Pashto, Mongolian, Farsi, Russian.
Y/n: I speak a little Japanese with Fisk's daughter going to japan for a year she taught me some.
Tony: Who are these people?
Yinsen: They are your loyal customers, sir. They call themselves the Ten Rings. [The men of the Ten Rings are shown watching Tony and Yinsen work on a TV.] You know, we might be more productive if you include me in the planning process.
Tony: Uh-huh. [Tony pulls apart a missile.] Okay, we don't need this.
Yinsen: What is that?
Tony: That's palladium, 0.15 grams. We need at least 1.6, so why don't you go break down the other 11?
Man #1: What's he doing? [speaking Arabic]
Man #2: Working. [speaking Arabic]
[Tony and Yinsen working on something. Yinsen is pulling something out of the fire.]
Tony: Careful. Careful, we only get one shot at this.
Yinsen: Relax. I have steady hands. Why do you think you're still alive?
Tony: What do I call you?
Yinsen: My name is Yinsen.
Tony: Yinsen. Nice to meet you.
Y/N: I'm Y/N, Nice meeting you.
Yinsen: Nice to meet you, too. [Tony puts together a device while Yinsen watches.] Whoa. That doesn't look like a Jericho missile.
Tony: That's because it's a miniaturized arc reactor. I got a big one powering my factory at home. It should keep the shrapnel out of my heart.
Yinsen: But what could it generate?
Tony: If my math is right, and it always is, three gigajoules per second.
Yinsen: That could run your heart for 50 lifetimes.
Tony: Yeah. Or something big for 15 minutes.
Y/n: What is a are reactor and what the hell is a gigjoules
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Earth-199999 (A Male Insert) (REMAKING IN THE PROCESS)
FanfictionIf you didn't know what is Earth-199999 it's the universe for the MCU
