<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/Tonystarksneef.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<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong> Domino, Husk<br/></span></span><hr/>Husk offers her warning of the upcoming rock, and their inevitable deaths at it’s stony edge. And then the ‘boulder’ seemed to take on a life of it’s own, sliding into 5 different parts and then disappearing into the terrain around it.    “Not fun when you forget –which- rocks are the fake ones. But after slamming into them about 10 times you start to remember.”   He quips calmly as they pass through the entrance, and now race along the metallic corridor leading from the upper edge of the mountain to his workshop. It can be quite harrowing, moving at this speed in a corridor that doesn’t seem big enough. One mistake and you’re road rash.<br/><br/>Luckily as we all know, Tony doesn’t make mistakes though.<br/><br/>Another panel slides open along the ceiling of his workshop, and the faux boulder on the outside of the corridor slides back into place. With a loud clang they land together, well Tony lands and still holds Husk. He slowly lets her go as he speaks, and his facemask suddenly springs open.  “Don’t worry about melting. Your body will maintain this form until you husk into another. Kind of like a telogen thing.”  Tony says as he nods. And it’s a wonder how he would know that about Husk’s power.<br/><br/>A pleasant English accented voice is heard suddenly from somewhere and everywhere in the room.  ++Sir, Ms. Thurman requires attention. She has sustained multiple lacerations as well as blood loss.++  Tony looks towards Domino where she had fallen, and he doesn’t exactly rush over to her. Does he not care about her or her condition? Does he think he’s good to go with a cute blond standing next to him… well a cute blond 95% of the time and all. It isn’t either, really. If he were to rush over and help her, there’s a good chance he’d pass out himself. His brows furrow as he watches Domino, and he glances to Paige before he turns. And as he turns, she would see just how damaged his armor is. It’s really something of a miracle they made it all the way here. A miracle and a statement to just how well Tony builds his armors.   “Jarvis, don’t be rude.”   There is a pause as Tony walks to his ‘dressing circle’, and then Jarvis speaks once more.    ++Terribly sorry, how silly of me to inform you of Ms. Thurman’s condition first. Greetings Ms. Guthrie, welcome to the Rurouni Safehold. If there is anything you require, please do not hesitate to ask.++     Tony nods as he comes to a stop, and the ceiling above him and the floor below him start to suddenly shift shape. Thin arms reach up and down along his armor, unfastening it in dozens of spots and then removing it piece by piece. The glass canister that had been stowed on the side of the armor is pulled away carefully by one of the arms and set of his observation table. Tony now steps away as the last bit of dark metal is pulled away from his body, and he takes a slow and deep breath. Slapping his hands together and then rubbing them he speaks, striding towards Domino.    “Husk, if you could give me a hand, please.”  He is actually feeling a bit better now that he’s out of the armor. Now that it’s not putting any kind of strain on his already overworked body and mind. It’s been a bit since he’s stopped to rest, or even eat. A fact Jarvis has been discretely reminding him of.<br/><br/>++The bunks should have all of the required implementations to help her. She can also get some rest while there, sir. And perhaps you could then rest also, and get something to eat.++<br/><br/>Okay, so Jarvis is<em>usually</em>discrete about it. And as Tony moves to Domino, he reaches under his observation table. His hand emerges with a small white box, a first aid kit obviously. He kneels next to Domino, looking her over. Hmph… her suit isn’t Stark tech.<em>Finally</em>someone on Earth isn’t making bad copies of his tech for their own use. But it has to come off.   “Jarvis, disengage her suit please.”   As he waits, he opens the first aid kit… and discretely slides it closer to Paige.     “You know a lot of field medic stuff? I think we just need to stop her bleeding, right? Should be something in there for that.”   He nods to her, the look on his face one of expectation. Is it possible that the smartest man on the fucking planet doesn’t know how to stitch someone up or apply a bandage? Well.. no it’s not possible. But he’s not exactly feeling 100% himself. So he’s fairly sure Paige would have the steadier hand at this moment. He just makes it sound like he wouldn’t know what to do. Perhaps that would make it easier for Paige to do it.<br/><br/>++I have access into her suit’s sub-systems, sir. Unlatching the upper body now.++   A series of small clicks are heard, and Tony reaches towards Domino, grasping the chestplate of her suit.   “Good work, Jarvis. And of course she doesn’t wear anything under her suit.”   He says as he sees that Domino indeed isn’t wearing anything under the chestplate, her breasts now fully exposed to the air. Tony gets a quizzical look, and then his eyes move to Paige.   “Should I go naked under my armor? Is that what the kids are doing these days?”      ++I do not think anyone would want that, sir.++<br/>