<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/Iyyl.jpg) </div><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong> Avenger<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Humanity<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Rurouni Safehouse, master workshop<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong> Anyone, really<br/></span></span><hr/>Almost a half hour passes before Tony finally emerges from his bedroom. By now he’s showered again, basically got himself back together. He’s now wearing a dark colored tank top and blue jeans, looking very comfortable. In one hand he holds his worn out looking notepad, looking at the various little sketches, scribbles, equations and liner notes he’s been jotting down madly since he woke up. In his other hand dangles a cold bottle of Snow Beer. The green bottle glistens gently in the light, half of the pale ale already gone.<br/><br/>He steps into the workshop where Paige is, and he gives a cautionary glance around. He moves towards his holographic table as he speaks.  “Hey, need you to watch my back.”  He says as he motions to Paige with his beer bottle.   “If anyone else tries to knock me out, you just stop ‘em, okay? Just say that Mr. Stark likes consciousness and all.”   He says with a little grin and a wink. He plops down on his normal workstool, and tosses his notepad onto the table in front of him, taking another swig of his beer. Carefully he sets the beer down on the table next to his notepad, and his fingers brush over the console in front of him.   “Jarvis, old bean. You awake?”    ++Always, sir. How may I be of assistance?++    Tony spins around on his barstool a moment as he seems to think, then stopping as he looks back towards the holographic display.   “Trouble spot numero uno, show me the bad.”    He now leans back a little as the image of the Earth shimmers into view, and it zooms in on Cairo. Tony’s head tilts a little to one side as he speaks.    “Protocol Omega wasn’t worldwide… I think I can make this work.”   He then glances to Paige as he grins a little, speaking in his usual cocky tone.    “Wait, I’m Tony Stark. I can make<em>anything</em>work.”   He nods and looks back to the display, snapping his fingers together rhythmically as he thinks.   “Show me the Marhaban safehouse in relative position to Port Said.”   The image of Cairo zooms out a little, and then zooms in slightly more inland. Way inland, actually.     “Huh.. that’s a hell of a walk. Why did I put it there?”     ++I believe there was a very nice lake in the area you wished to skinny dip in with your then girlfriend.++    Tony sighs wistfuly as he leans back on his stool, his hands folding behind his head.   “Ah… Suleika… man she was a handful. Two handfuls if I remember right..”  he says with a nod, remembering the lovely dark skinned girl.<br/><br/>“Okay… find out who’s there, let’s get word out, huh?”  He glances at Paige   “Time for us to start arming peeps.”   Then back towards the hologram he looks as he speaks.   “Open file Mark VIII… let’s see it.”   Now he pushes himself to his feet, scooping up his beer bottle. He drinks half of what’s left as the image in front of him fades from a map of Cairo to what looks like the outline of Iron Man. With his free hand he reaches into his pocket, pulling out what looks like a laser pointer. The tip glows a soft, pleasant white. He moves the pen like device towards the hologram, and it seems to interact directly with the hologram. He starts to scribble equations up and down the sides of the hologram, the light images remaining as he pulls the pen away.    “Liner note… thanks to Magneto for inspiration on modular Kev field. I want to initiate the Sea Star system.. with points here, here”   As he speaks he puts little dots on the hologram, near the knuckles, chest, back and legs.     “Here and here. This will be a nanotech based system, with possible 5 different species being used. Artificial musculature which can be rendered utilizing about 130 algorithms and point to point interconnectivity with injected nanosystems.”   He now steps away as he gazes at the image of the armor, it still not having any real details to it. Just a basic outline.   “Thanks to Wolverine or inspiration on the musculature… nanotech can be augmented to simulate living healing systems.”<br/><br/>He does seem to be more into now, doesn’t he? Perhaps those few hours is just what he needed.. and he knows that for a fact. Sure, he could throw everyone out of his safehouse and be a dick… or he can do what’s best for the world right now. Get back to work. Beat the asshole Apocalypse. Save the day, the night, oh and the girl, too.<br/>