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Anya Antonovna Romanova Stark ([info]anyastark) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2013-03-02 21:58:00


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Entry tags:adrienne batroc, anya stark, armadillo jr., bea dayspring, crosshairs, guardian, martin baum, sunny saldano, team - thunderbolts

Surveying the Damage
Iron Girl flew in through the missing wall and landed in what used to be her office. Her helmet opened and her armor started coming off. As the armor was coming off she did a quick survey of the wounds caused by the adamantium piercing her armor.



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[info]anyastark
2013-03-03 06:34 pm UTC (link)
"It's not that far," Anya said. "A few minutes and we'll be there. We won't even break Mach 1."

"Of course I did. Now let's go. Have to go see how the team is doing."

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[info]call_me_sunny
2013-03-03 06:48 pm UTC (link)
He quickly finished his call, grabbed the tablet on the desk, and shoved the gun into a pocket. "I'm ready, Boss."

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[info]anyastark
2013-03-03 06:51 pm UTC (link)
Anya wrapped an arm around his waist. "Hold on," she said and then took off. They left the building through the giant hole that had been blown in one wall.

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[info]call_me_sunny
2013-03-03 08:53 pm UTC (link)
It was a full minute before Sunny could open his eyes. By then they were nearly there and he closed them again for the landing. Not that he had a problem with heights or flying, but never having experienced it without a plane, or at least a parachute, it wasn't his favorite.

Once on the ground, his attention was on the Thunderbolts' lair, and all his detail oriented brain centered on making sure he wasn't missing anything that needed doing.

Tomorrow he'd schedule an appointment with Ms. Potts.

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