<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/>With Paige’s request for clothes, well almost the moment the words leave her mouth Jarvis is on top of it. You may not know this about Tony Stark, but he has been known (in the past) to be something of a womanizer. And by the past we mean like last week. And the Rurouni Safehouse is one of his homes away from home. So given that… well he’s had a number of lady callers in this place. And not all of them leave wearing the same clothes they came with. So as outlandish as Paige’s request might be, it’s actually not a bit of any of a problem.<br/><br/>++I shall endeavor to abide you then, Ms. Guthrie.++<br/><br/>Tony does his best to maintain his superior composure and all around awesomeness, but he has to admit that Paige is doing really well in tending to Domino. With his mind a little scattered now (thinking about Iron Man, the nanotech, Apocalypse, Blade, Diamondback, Jackie Chan movies, Fritos, Ketel One and satellites to name a few), he would also have to admit that his hands weren’t the best to take care of her. And plus, he knows there’s some kind of personal relationship between them. And that kind of thing can be the best motivation to do your best there is.<br/><br/>Paige reaches out for Tony’s hands to depress against the gauze, and he nods as he does as instructed. Tony also lets out a surprised gasp and half giggle  “Cold cold.”   Since she is still made of ice and all. He sits up a little on his knees to get better leverage, to make sure he can actually stop the bleeding. He looks towards Domino’s breasts (duh) and then up to her unconscious face as he speaks.   “Hi there. Tony Stark. Come here often?”   He says with a little amused laugh. Cause he is so funny. He looks back to his hands over the gauze, and he lifts it slightly. Well she’s not bleeding out all over his nice floor anymore, so that’s good.<br/><br/>“I think she’s not dying anymore. Am I crazy to have expected her blood to be pink or something? Ya know cause her skin’s like chalk color?”   He says absently, humorlessly as he now lifts the gauze. His eyes move to Paige as she opens the sterile needle, and he motions to her to wait a moment as he pushes himself to his feet.   “Whoooah”  he exclaims softly as he stumbles, his hand going to his head. He still motions to her to wait as he turns in a little circle to get his bearings, and he then moves to one of the workshop walls. An invisible panel slides open as he speaks in a light tone.    “Jarvis, where’s the X-34 Beta derma—oh I got it.”   He plucks a canister with a handle on it, the canister having the ‘biohazard’ symbol on it. He now moves back to Paige as he looks over the canister, and he kneels next to her (a little wobbily) and holds out the canister to her.   “Stark International.. bought out this company in New Zealand.. really cutting edge.. stuff.”  He motions to Domino’s wounds.   “Just point and spray the foam over the wound. Works better than stitches.”<br/><br/>++Or so the patent states.++     “Or so the patent states.”   Tony says with a nod. He then uses her shoulder to steady himself as he pushes himself to his feet    “Cold cold”  He says again, since she’s still ice and all.   ++Sir, the extended wardrobe might be useful to Ms. Guthrie.++    “Right right..”   He says as he stands near her, now kind of leaning against a near rolling stool.   “First bunk downstairs.. clothes in the closet and all.. ya could probably fit some of ‘em. Pretty girly stuff, you’ll love it.”   He says with a tired half smirk.<br/>