<div class="floatright">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/12895752/Natalie-Portman_mid_large.jpg)   </div><strong>Name:</strong>Jane Foster<br/><strong>Title:</strong>(future) Stark Industries Consultant<br/><strong>Locale:</strong>Ontario, Canada<br/><strong>Time:</strong>5:58 pm, Eastern<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Loki, Thor<br/><hr/><br/><em>He really is crazy. This will never work.</em><br/><br/>Jane perched, a little nervously, on the edge of her bed, clutching at the rails for support. A quick mental check of the physics told her that, yes, it<em>was</em>theoretically possible, if Tony's suit could supply the right amount of thrust.<em>He really is crazy,</em>she thought again, but this time she smiled a little, even as her knuckles kept their death grip on stability.<br/><br/>"Ready!" Jane shouted back, wincing at the creaking of metal as the hoist slowly but surely tugged her flimsy little trailer free from the ground and skyward. It probably wasn't a good time to tell Tony about her fear of flying, so she kept that little factoid to herself. The view from the window, trees passing by and then nothing but sky and clouds, made her feel a little queasy, and Jane swallowed and closed her eyes. The flight was surprisingly steady and less nauseating than your typical airplane trip (miraculously, none of her equipment had taken a tumble), but she was nevertheless instantly relieved when Stark announced they were close to arriving.<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong><em>Continued in Stark Tower - War Room (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144299.msg6909264#msg6909264)...</em></strong></span></span></div>