<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/StealtharmorB.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> Stealth Armor Iron Man<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Humanity<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Tokyo<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong> Domino, Husk<br/></span></span><hr/>Though he would never admit it… well Jarvis was right. This was a bad idea. Not the saving the girl(s) thing, the going into battle with Stealth armor thing. That might have been a bad idea. He’s never had a problem getting into a fight, they seem to follow him around sometimes. But 96.34523563% of the time he goes in knowing full well what his capabilities are and of the capabilities of whoever he is facing. This particular outing falls into the 3.65476437 of the time when he has made a bad call about going into battle.<br/><br/>He is constantly moving, his armored form ducking and dipping like a prize fighter on his best night. He moves with a fluidity one wouldn’t expect from someone wearing armor, but that’s kind of what this particular armor was made for. He is able to dodge most of the attacks coming at him, either fisted or clawed or projectile of some kind, but some do get him of course. He’s fast, but they are vastly outnumbered. That thought had occurred to him early in the conflict, but he kept it to himself of course. He grunts as he takes a hard hit to the chest from some kind of energy pulse, his HUD going to static for a moment as he stumbles back, sparks coming from his chest plate for a moment.<br/><br/>Tony’s HUD is constantly moving, constantly scanning the enemy around him. Calculating patterns, enemy strength, tactics.   ++Energy reserves down another 10%. We cannot sustain this for much longer.++   Well that’s certainly an understatement. He ducks under the punch of a rather large gentleman, and the jets in his boots ignite for a moment. He’s carried up just a few feet, punching the large aggressor hard in the jaw as he comes down. His attacker drops to one knee, and Tony grabs him by the neck and shoulder. He quickly scans the exosuit the other is wearing as he squirms, trying to push himself up, but Tony holds him in place. If only barely. An illuminated view of the exoskeleton glows on Tony’s HUD, and he suddenly releases the man. And immediately he is on his feet, and he looks like he’s about to take another swing at Tony. But Tony takes a quick step back and thrusts his hands towards the man, firing fully charged repulsor beams from his palms at the man point blank. He cries out as he falls, but Tony knows he isn’t out for the count.<br/><br/>“Jarvis find the tender spots now!”   Something appears suddenly behind him as he moves through the crowd, something closing in on him fast. He spins around and holds his hands up, just as Domino’s shot takes out the woman with the glowing sword. That coulda been ugly. The analysis of the soldier’s exoskeleton shows that it’s actually a very basic powered armor, which doesn’t surprise in the least. Wouldn’t be astonished if it was based on his own tech. His visor suddenly goes to static again as he’s hit in the back of his shoulder with an energy blast, and what looks like orange electrical energy dances all along his darkened armor. He drops to one knee, his eyes squeezing tight shut a moment. His gaze now focuses on the distance as Domino’s warning comes through the comms… are they using some kind of cloaking tech too? Well let’s see.<br/><br/>He pushes himself to his feet suddenly and ducks under the axe of another attacker, and he presses forward. The axe wielding maniac is suddenly engaged by some of the yakusa, who won’t last long against him. Stark knows this.   “Jarvis, overlay thermographic with optic sensors!”    The illumination of his HUD dims a little, and everyone within sight is now surrounded in a glowing red hue, and most of them have a green tint to them in his HUD. Except two of them. The two he can see with his thermographic sensors, but not his optic sensors.    “No, they have two we can’t see.”    He says as his hands draw up while he continues to move, one of his palms facing in Husk’s general direction, the other towards Domino. He focuses his targeting sensors on the two cloaked enemies, doing a quick and dirty scan of them.   ++Attuning repulsor generators to 324.95 megahertz.++    As he twists to evade another attack, his palm repulsors fire with a shimmering white light slicing through the air. The repulsors hit their marks square, an invisible enemy near Husk and the one that had attacked Domino. As the beams of light hit them, their exoskeletons seem to overload, crackling and sparking madly as they both fall, crying out in pain. He now starts towards Husk as he speaks to them both over his comms, sounding out of breath.   “Time to go, we’re about to get overrun. Domino, that lizard asshole I just lit up… his booster pack should be ejected from his armor now. Strap that shit on and take off as fast as you can. Manual controls are on the right on the belt. You’ll figure it out. Head to Mount Kumotori to the west, I’ll comms ya once you’re close to my safe house.”   He stops near Husk, firing off another few repulsor blasts, each blast seeming to get weaker.   “Husk, I need you in a form with low thermal conductivity and high phonon carriers for heat…”    He stops himself suddenly, remembering the general rule if he’s talking to someone he isn’t around a lot. And Steve.   “Husk to ice quick, can you do that?”    He says as he looks passed her, his hand shooting up to fire off another repulsor blast at an oncoming enemy. He moves closer to Husk, and if she can pull off what he needs her to switch to, they can take off immediately. If she can. If not, well there’s always plan B. Now to come up with plan B.<br/>