Tony Stark

The War Machine armor had taken a significant enough hit in a fight that Rhodey wasn't able to patch it up on his own. Which was annoying on a few levels for Tony. One, that Rhodey could have gotten hurt. Another that Tony should have been there to help him.

Tony made a face, rereading the assessment of the damage for a third time before starting to get some tools together.

"JARVIS, has the lab in East Village been touched?"

"No, sir. Shall I inform Lieutenant colonel Rhodes of your plan?"

Tony grinned up at the ceiling. "You know me so well, sweetheart. Tell him I'll be there within the hour. Help him shake any tails if you'd be so kind."

[Expecting one, but open before!]

It took a good amount of tedious and mind numbing digging into things of varying levels of legality to find the correct sort of HYDRA base that he wouldn't end up in a firefight at. Not that he didn't want to take a few shots at them, but he really did not need them to be on higher alert right now.

It was just a sort of complicated situation.

Tony watched the screen for a moment, trying to go through the list of people he knew that could help with this one. Considering how scattered people were out of necessity right now, though...

"J, give our ethical hacker friend a call, will you?"

[expecting one, but open of course!]

After finishing with class, Tony got back to his lab for what he could only hope wasn't going to be a terrible conversation after getting her text last night. It could be good news, right? His life was totally full of good news these days.

Okay, he was doing a little nervous tinkering because things rarely went his way and he knew it.

Shhh.

[For the lady of the arachnid persuasion and NFB!]

( This could be the beginning of some sort of... Dark Reign. Or something )

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( Which makes for strange bedfellows )

[[Preplayed with craftyladyparts who put up with me like a champ]]