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imafuturist) wrote2016-02-23 04:26 pm
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FuturePharm, Tuesday Afternoon
So, instead of calling The Avengers for help, Tony had decided to use an experimental process to fix his injuries and upgrade his... everything. Because that seemed like a reasonable thing that in no way would get him yelled at by anyone.
Sure.
For the moment, he was in what could only be described as a metallic cocoon as the changes to his body took place, blissfully unaware that someone was going to yell at him very soon.
[NFB again, duh. For the ladies]
Sure.
For the moment, he was in what could only be described as a metallic cocoon as the changes to his body took place, blissfully unaware that someone was going to yell at him very soon.
[NFB again, duh. For the ladies]
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"Step back," Tony ground out, charging the unibeam.
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This time he was hit with the unibeam, it didn't knock him back. Oh no, instead it punched right though his torso.
But he still wasn't dropping.
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Oh wait, he wasn't dead? "Oh come on!"
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"How is he still alive?!" And choking Tony still.
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Tony took a deep breath and cupped Mallen's stupid, stupid face between his hands and fired both repulsors.
Which made one hell of a mess.
But it also finally caused Mallen to fall to the side. Until the headless body attempted to push itself back up and Tony had to scramble to the side like a macho superhero who spooked like a baby deer until it fell one last time.
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"Could've been worse. In my world, he probably would have also been a Hulk."
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DC was largely destroyed by an anti-matter person created by Reed RIchards by the time Jessica spent much time there. So she wasn't familiar with coffee places.