engnr:

Harvey was at the building for Stark Industries, where his mom worked.  Well, his "mom".  He'd been in this reality for long enough to where he thought it was alright to finally meet her.  There wouldn't be any pressure for her to try and take care of him.  No, he'd been able to take care of himself for this long.  He could keep it up really well.  A message was sent up to Pepper Potts to let her know that she had a visitor with an "urgent message".

little_mermaid:

Kassia had done exactly as Julian instructed the night she took down Sebastian Shaw.  She'd found Big Nick's with ease and made sure that people saw her there, a simple task seeing as she was probably the only vegan to have ever walked into the burger joint in its entire history.  Having ordered what amounted to a bun with tomato and lettuce with a big side of fries was certain to make an impression with the waitress as the girl kept looking at Kassi weirdly after.  After the restaurant, though, Kassia was on her own.  She spent the night in the city and the next day did a bit of shopping--another task that seemed like it would make for a good cover.  It didn't feel right, though.  It all felt strange and off.  She also found it hard to focus because every few minutes her mind would drift back to Shaw.  He had put his hands on her...there wasn't enough soap in the world to wash that from her.  And he had done the same and worse to Christina for years.  Then there was the whole business of having poisoned Shaw.  It all swirled around in her head and Kassia knew that she needed to talk to someone.  She needed her mother.

The door to the penthouse was unlocked when Kassia arrived, something the young woman noted as being weird but she pressed on just the same.  The front rooms of the apartment looked normal and still.  Her mother's handbag sat on an entry table untouched and there were fresh flowers like there always was. 

"Mom?"

As Kassi moved through, however, normal disappeared.  As she turned towards the inner rooms the young woman saw signs of struggle.  And blood.  Smeared on the carpet, some on the wall, and a great deal of it on the bathroom floor, Kassi saw blood and knew instinctively that something was very, very wrong.  She backed out of the rooms and fled to the untouched kitchen where she scrambled in her purse for her phone, dialing Julian.  She barely gave the man a chance to answer.

"Julian, my mother's missing and there is blood smeared all over her apartment."

anyastark:

Anya gulped down the last of her champagne and put the empty glass on the tray of a passing waitress. Normally she would pace herself, but tonight she just didn't care. She grabbed a full glass from a passing waiter and took a drink. She wasn't drinking to become numb, just the opposite. She was drinking to be able to forget the numbness and emptiness inside of her.

A deep sigh escaped her and she looked around the room. It was a fundraiser for the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston. Pepper had given her a heads up about the event if Anya wanted to go and Anya hadn't planned on going, but the Russian Embassy had asked her very politely to attend on behalf of the Embassy and the Royal Family. There was a collection of Russian art going on display and tonight was the opening night. Anya almost told them to go stick it, but they were making a effort to abide by her request not to be set up on play dates. She could do a formal party at a museum. She had done many before and could do this without much thought or effort.

She could put a smile on her face and make others think she was having a good time. It was easy enough. Or so she hoped. The dress she wore was new, a Van Dyne Original, as well as her shoes and jewelry. Some major retail therapy had been needed and Anya indulged. The amount she spent on that shopping trip had been obscene even by her standards.

Another drink and the glass was already half empty. Her head was already swimming. Maybe she should slow down, or better yet leave. She had made her appearance and had been seen by the people who needed to see her. The Embassy would have to be satisfied.

Anya took another drink and started to make another round of the room.