PSL for Pepper and Carol

[cheeseburgermarvel]

Look at how far we've fallen, Danvers she thought to herself as she adjusted the collar on her new uniform. Not that there was anything wrong with flying a private plane - lots of people who left the Air Force did that - it was just that with powers like hers she should be saving the world and not shuttling Stark Industries employees around the country.

However, she needed money. Until she could get herself a really flexible and high-paying job (haha) or get herself an audition with the Avengers, Carol needed a way to pay for her apartment and food for her cat. So she might as well put some of her flight skills to work. And she figured that working at Stark Industries would give her a better chance of getting into Tony Stark's path. All she would need is five minutes to convince him that she should be suiting up with the rest of the Avengers.

But for now, she worked.

"Afternoon, Ms. Potts," she said as the CEO approached the jet.

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[tonysitter]

Pepper had her nose buried in some cell phone correspondence at the moment--a risky endeavor considering the lack of mobility in her A-line skirt and stiletto heels. She seems to know where she is going, though, not wasting time and pacing frantically towards the jet against powerful winds.

The woman's voice snatched her attention away from the cell phone. She lifted the hand holding the cell and shielded her eyes from the wind, squinting to get a good look at who greeted her.

"Afternoon." She looked as though she was going to say more, but whatever it was, she was holding off until she was boarded. They'd have plenty of opportunity to chat while in the air, after all. "How late am I?"

[cheeseburgermarvel]

"Not very," Carol replied. Only about an hour, which Carol quickly learned was basically on time when flying a private jet. "I'll resubmit the flight plan and make up some of the time in the air."

Carol appreciated Ms. Potts' no-nonsense personality. She what she wanted and where she was going. Though Carol wondered how much of that was from being a CEO of a multi-billion dollar business and how much of that was from years of being Tony Stark's assistant.

She kept her arms clasped behind her back. She didn't board until Ms. Potts did.

[tonysitter]

"Excellent--thank you." She tacked on the gratitude in a hurry before she rushed on board, scurrying to her seat and promptly taking off her heels.

She sighed with relief as she wiggled her toes against the floor of the craft. She didn't get blitzed on the flight like the jet's previous passenger, so she figured a little shoelessness was forgivable.

She watched the entrance tiredly as she awaited Carol's reappearance.

[cheeseburgermarvel]

As long as nobody tried to take the flight controls from her, Carol didn't really care what the owners did on their own plane. Wanted to get drunk? Sure. Wanted to take off their shoes? More than acceptable. It wasn't her job to ask questions anyway.

She triple checked everything with the ground crew before heading back into the plane. "We're all set for take off, Ms. Potts. Let me go update the flight plan and we should be ready to go."

Sorry, I was camping all weekend!

[tonysitter]

"Thank you--Carol, was it? Pepper's just fine." She reached for her briefcase and pulled out some files. "Ever been to Dallas? Quite the hopping city these days I hear."

Did she sound as awkward as she felt? Tony was so much better at schmoozing, she was really just good with the logistics.

She furrowed her brow, failing at reading the papers she'd pulled out, and giving up on pretending to read them before she even started. Looking up, she gave an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, you're supposed to be piloting. Don't mind me."

Not a problem!

[cheeseburgermarvel]

"Yes, M--Pepper. Carol Danvers." There was something very bizarre about calling the CEO of Stark Industries by her first name, but if that was what she wanted, Carol was happy to oblige. "I have been to Dallas before, but it's been a few years."

Small talk with the CEO also felt weird. Not because Pepper was bad at it or anything, but mostly because Carol hadn't expected it. She expected to show up for work and fly a plane. Possibly be subjected to Tony Stark a few times.

She gave the woman a nod. "I'll be in the cockpit if you need anything. I'll let you know when we're ready to take off." So Carol retired to cockpit to resubmit the flight plan and do quadruple checks with the ground crew.

[tonysitter]

"I'm surprised to be going there, honestly." She pulled out her cell phone and set it beside her. "Considering the oil money there, the fact they're paying any attention to some serious ecological alternatives for a change feels like I'm dreaming."

She nodded back to Carol, watching her quietly as she made her way towards the cockpit. Pepper didn't mind flying--take-off was always the worst part. She'd made a playlist of music to listen to for such things, but today she just didn't feel up to the same routine.

Instead, she fingered through several papers in her file, briefing herself yet again on the people she planned to run elbows with. She wasn't a bad networker, but oil tycoons and the one percent were far more Tony's realm than her own.

[cheeseburgermarvel]

Carol slid into the pilot's seat and immediately updated their flight plan. Then she did all of her pre-flight checks before calling back to Pepper. "We'll be heading out to the runway now."

Gently she drove the jet forward, getting into the line to taxi for take off. "We're fourth in line. Should be less than ten minutes until takeoff." Eight minutes passed and she was notified that it was safe for takeoff. Now they were in business. Taxing was meddlesome and Carol wanted to get into the open air.

Which after a few minutes and one take off later, they were in the air. "We're still climbing in altitude, but you can feel free to move around now if you want, Pepper."