<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/TonyStark1.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name / Code Name:</strong>Tony Stark / Iron Man<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>High Tech<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Briefing Room<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Everyone<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Hey, Mr. Rich Weapons Guy. The Wonderful Wizard of Oz turned my gun into dust, which I'm probably gonna try snorting later. Probably made my other weapons go 'POOF' too, so I've got no weapons, save for my two sharp friends over here. So..uh...am I gettin' weapons or what?"</strong><br/><br/>The corners of the dark haired man's lips curled slightly at hearing what Dr Strange had done. It was one way of taking care of things in your way, then again it was a waste of weaponry that could have been modified into better tech, but that was a moot point now. He nodded to the suited up Avenger teen.<br/><br/><strong>"Of course, Wade. You will have weapons in the weapons vault for your use. They are located on the top level. Only Cap and Storm have access to those, so you will need to ask one of them for assistance. There should be some S.H.I.E.L.D. approved items up there just for you and Domino there. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some suiting to do myself and then some satellites to disrupt."</strong><br/><br/>He turned and started to head out of the room but paused in mid stride and held up his index finger in thought. With just a command to the computer, he continued his motions forward and headed directly for the elevator to the upper levels of the Tower.<br/><br/><strong>"Cara, keep the display active until otherwise notified."</strong><br/><br/><em>"As you wish Mr Stark."</em><br/><br/>The female voice called after him and he kept walking out of the room without anything further said or done.