Day 22 (Darcy/Jarvis)
“Miss Darcy?” The British voice makes her look up from her cooking. She knows, obviously that Jarvis is not in the ceiling but she prefers to look at someone when she speaks with them and to her Jarvis is someone, he is made by Tony Stark after all. “Yes Jarvis.” She answers with a smile, hands resting while she waits for him to speak. “I know that I am merely an AI-“ “You’re not merely anything Jarvis. You are awesome you should remember that.” Darcy gently chides. She doesn’t know if she’s imaging it but it sounds like there is more pride in his voice after that. “Thank you. As I was trying to ask, you seem very happy to dance. And I wondered…” Jarvis hesitates and Darcy frowns, wondering what it takes for an AI to be lost for words. “Yes Jarvis I love to dance.” She confesses softly, unsure where the conversation was going. Jarvis observes her and the shyness she know exhibits and it puzzles him since Darcy has never been shy before. “I am sorry if you do not wish to have this conversation. You can always request me to stay silent.” Darcy’s frown deepens and she adamantly shakes her head. “No Jarvis, I like you and I always enjoy our conversations very much. And I love to dance but it’s not something I’ve ever talked about. Or been asked about, beside the obvious ‘what the hell are you doing’ at least.” She laughs and turns around to lean against the counter and stand a little more comfortably.
“I’m sure Sir won’t mind visiting these individuals.” Jarvis replies eventually. Darcy giggles and appeases him. “No need Jarvis. It wasn’t anything I couldn’t handle.” Her smirk suggests that she isn’t lying and the culprits were punished so Jarvis leaves it as a note without priority. Jarvis has observed many people, most of al Sir and has seen the result of avoiding the subject, there is nothing to be gained by it. However it is still difficult for Jarvis to process his current line of thinking and he makes a note to bring this issue up with Sir. Since he is a very fast and capable this process only takes second causing Darcy not to notice any of this. “I am pleased to inform you that Sir is currently working on acquiring me a vessel to use.” Darcy frowns and processes his words, cheering when she understands. “Oh my Thor. You’re getting a body? That’s so awesome. I’ll finally be able to hug you.” Darcy turns bright pink as she registers her last words and puts her hand over her mouth. Jarvis feels very pleased but doesn’t want her to stay embarrassed. “It is quite alright Miss Darcy. I brought this up because Sir is currently working on my functionality and I was considering requesting the possibility to dance. It would seem from my observation that you would enjoy a dance partner.” Darcy’s mouth falls open as she stares at the ceiling. “You wanna dance with me?” She asks, still mostly beyond words. “I would very much like to Miss Darcy. Would you care to dance with me?” Darcy nods and in Tony’s lab Jarvis speaks up with his request.