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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!]
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!]
