<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Diamondback_Portrait2.jpg)</div><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>       Rachel Leighton<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>          Diamondback<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Safehouse<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>         Iron Man, Blade <br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Rachel plucked the transmitter out of the air and snapped it back into its place on her pink and black jumpsuit.  She shrugged at his comment.  It got her here, so she wasn’t complaining.  Rachel paid attention to his description of her temporary residence.  She would be sure to look around the place on her own.  She needed to get to know the security in place and any potential bolt holes or alternate entrances and exits.  She may look like a piece of eye candy in her tight jumpsuit and with her cotton candy colored hair, but she was a professional.  Tony Stark may be looking to save the world, and obviously he thought she would fall in line.  At this point it was good enough to let him believe it, after all she was a guest in his house.  She would weigh the intel and then make her decision on what was best for her later when they had more facts. For now she was only interested in one thing.  The shower.<br/><br/>“Getting here was easy.  I’ll tell you all about it after I shower.” She calls back over her shoulder as she enters the elevator and pushes the down button.  There was information you can only get by being on the ground and experiencing it and she could give a first-hand account of what things where like in the streets of Tokyo.<br/><br/>The door slid shut.  There was hardly a noise or motion to indicate that the elevator was moving, but Rachel was sure that it was.  The door slid open into a small hallway with four doors.  She opened the nearest one which revealed a small room with an adjoining door that she assumed was the bathroom.  She was quickly out of her cold weather attire.  Rachel unzipped her bodysuit and slowly peeled herself out of the form fitting material.  She pulled porcelain white arms from the suit and with the help of her bare arms wiggled her hips slightly to work the suit down her body.  She took a deep breath once her upper body was free of the confining clothing. Rachel pushed the suit down and over her hips.  She sat down on the edge of the small bed and unlaced the calf high books she wore, kicking them over by a small dresser one after another.  Long supple legs inched their way out of the last of the high-tech second skin and let it lay in a pool by the end bed..  There was only one thing that she wanted more than laying back on the bed and taking a nap and that was luxuriating under the hot jets of the shower.<br/><br/>Grudgingly Rachel pushed herself off of the bed and put her arms around her back to unhook her simple black bra letting it fall to the floor.<em>‘Oh, that feels good.’</em>She thought walking towards the bathroom door.  She hooked a finger under the wide waistband of her black thong panties and tugged them over her hips to let them drop to her ankles. Stepping one foot out she flipped her other leg behind her sending the panties sailing onto the bed.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/56/Diamondback_splash2.jpg)</div>The sound of water running soon followed.  It was hot almost instantly and she stepped into the steam filling shower letting the water pulsate over her naked form.  She lifted her head to let the water hit her just below her throat and cover her in its heat. An actual moan of pleasure escaped her lips and she giggled at herself.<br/><br/><em>‘Now THIS feels good.’</em>She thought.<br/><br/>Rachel lowered her head the water flowed down her back. Her athletic body was covered in bruises from the bullets that had impacted her suit and from the fight with Apocalypse’s soldier, not to mention the high dive from an exploding high rise and being snatched from mid-air by a man in a suit of steel.  All in all she was feeling pretty beat up at the moment.  Rachel let her hands explore her body checking for any potential broken or bruised areas in need of mending.  Fingers gently probed at her ribs and she stretched her arms and back to make sure they had their full range of motion.  Once satisfied that there was no permanent damage done she found the soap and began to enjoy the hot shower in earnest.<br/><br/>For a good hour Diamondback let the warmth soak into her.  Eventually she toweled herself off and went looking for the items she had balled up and stuffed into the cold weather clothing she had “borrowed” in the outskirts of Tokyo.  Rachel pulled out the set of silkies she had acquired along with the white slip and long black skirt they were all rolled up in.  She quickly dressed and pulled the sweater she had been wearing under her cold weather jacket over her head.  She looked less the super heroine and more a business woman.  This was the side of Rachel the Avengers would have been more familiar with  The clothes were loose and comfortable and she needed some time to wash her other unmentionables and let her body suit air out a bit. She made a mental not to ask Tony where the laundry room was and headed back out to the elevator and the kitchen.<br/><br/>The kitchen was a quick stop off for some chocolate pudding cups and then she was back in the elevator and headed to the lab.  The elevator doors opened to reveal Tony still looked over the globe in front of him detailing the current state of the world.<br/><br/>“Not good I take it.” She says around a mouthful of pudding.<br/>