<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/eb49310a789cdff4cab2265762077b63/tumblr_mh4o4tk3kZ1rooo17o1_500.png)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>       <strong>Victor Von Doom</strong><br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>          <strong>Doctor Doom</strong><br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong> <strong>Doom</strong><br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   <strong>On his Ship Above Moscow</strong><br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>          <strong>Black Widow, Darkbird, Crimson Dynamo, Mysterious Stranger</strong><br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Doom stood with a look of silent intensity for a moment as he regarded the Crimson Dynamo, taking in her words.  As she asked what could be more important than fighting on behalf of the strongest, most willful country in the world, he paused... before he spoke again, his voice cold but with a hint of amused satisfaction to it.<br/><br/><strong>"You already are.  For you serve Doom!"</strong><br/><br/>He turned with a flourish of his cape and began to walk away, or so it seemed.  Truthfully, he could teleport himself back to his ship at any time, so the action of his movement was more symbolic.  That and he wished to see how far he could push the armored Russian 'villain'.  No doubt the woman could feel her systems begin to come back online, the effects of the lamprey mines wearing off quickly.