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Look, no one said Tony was a smart man. Intelligent, yes, a genius, of course, the next Einstein, sure, but smart? Ask anyone who actually knew the man, and even quite a few who didn’t, and they would all tell you ‘smart’ wasn’t even in the man’s vocabulary.
So was it smart to immediately suit up and burst out of the airport parking lot when he saw a familiar red white and blue figure fall from the sky? Maybe not. But despite not knowing why that familiar figure was falling, Tony knew he had to do something. So, suit up he did.
Crash into the figure’s new flying friend is also what he did, though that wasn’t on purpose.
“Son of a bitch!” that flying friend cursed.
Tony’s brain whirred, and before he knew what he was doing, he dropped the cursing, flying friend onto the nearest rooftop. The man was probably fine, even if his wings were toast.
And still that familiar figure continued to fall. Tony didn’t need the calculations lighting up his HUD to know that figure had already reached terminal velocity, and wasn’t slowing down any time soon. How had he gotten up so high in the first place? What was he even doing in Italy?
“Faster, faster, must go faster.”
“Sir, too much faster and you will harm the Cap-”
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The figure crashed into Tony’s outstretched arms. He held tight. The impact spun him out of control. He was already so close to the ground. Shit. Shit shit shit shit stabilize, stabilize, stabili-
Tony’s world went green.