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DoorMan (MCU SI) - #104 : True Art is an EXPLOSION!
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DoorMan #104
Red Hearth[April 2008]
–Colin Baxter–
He sipped on his orange juice, idly watching the TV, from his room on the Red Hearth, smirking as Tony did the exact same thing as he did in Cannon, shutting down the Weapons Division of Stark Industries.
To think that if things had not gone horribly wrong, he would be an intern at Stark Industries when this all went down, instead of being stuck in the Red Hearth, his civilian identity unofficially on a long term vacation to Thailand, with most of his dividends from his portfolios handled by a trust that was run by someone who was affiliated with Kamar Taj.
Colin Baxter, as the world knew him, had dropped out of the dark web, and the only one, outside of his close circle, who knew exactly what had happened was in Wakanda. Speaking of Wakanda, he wondered what exactly happened to Shuri and her plans to reintegrate Wakanda with the rest of the world.
He debated sending her a message before thinking better of it. The further he stayed from someone who was very heavily influenced by an Egyptian God, the better. It never worked out for anyone involved to get close to an Egyptian God.
He noted that Tony was the same as before, brash and blunt, as Tony chewed on his cheeseburger while leaving behind the cacophony of questions that had erupted after his announcement, to poor Obadiah.
Honestly, he wondered how Obadian was going to retaliate now. He had already collected the scraps that Tony left behind, to study and also to keep them out of Stane's hands. That left Stane very few options in terms of killing the Golden Goose that was Stark, because he would have no suit left to reengineer after Stark was killed.
On the other hand, killing Stane was a major milestone in Tony's character development but he was not going to do something as egregious as purposefully engineering a moment like that. If it happened, it happened and if not, then Stane could be sent to jail by Coulson whenever he arrived in Tony's life.
His eyes lit up in mischief as he thought of something stupid and fun he could do. Tasking the hacked satellites to ping him the specific parameters were met, he leaned back and sighed, looking at the TV, showing a reporter already doing a segment about Stark Industries and its apparent fall from grace, all the while two of his hands worked in the background, working on some more advanced spells.
Looking back, he saw the two glowing spinning balls, barely containing the ball of red in between. He grinned when the balls held steady, despite him not paying his complete attention to them.
With a thought, the red in between the balls was switched with a deep blue, then with a spinning white, then with yellow and then he cycled them with startling ease.
Once that was done, he mentally commended them to dissipate and contrary to what one might have thought, dispelling spells did not mean that one had to stop supplying Dimensional Energy to the spell.
On the contrary, the energy required to dissipate the spell safely required more skill and energy than simply letting it explode in one's face. So, it took some time, since this was his first time doing it in a room where its explosion would have some very real consequences, as the elements in the spinning balls disappeared, followed by the balls losing their spins before dissipating into thin air as well.
"Holy shit," he breathed out loud, watching the smoke coming out of his conjured hands, awe in his eyes. He just recreated the Rasengan, and not just the Rasengan, but Rasengan with the elements from his Doors in them.
Now, that part was still untested in terms of the damage done but he could imagine the versatility of the Rasengans now. He stood up, chair spinning back, as he got out of his room and jumped into the elevator, while mentally informing Jin'Ya that he needed some supervised tests in the ritual room, to which Jin'Ya lazily agreed.
The elevator opened up super fast, courtesy of technology, no magical enchantments used there, aside from some safety and bubble creating ones, and he was about to jump forward, only to come face to face with Bruce.
Bruce, looking at his crazy smiling face, was probably a little confused but he had no patience for that so he hopped into the elevator, canceled Bruce's selection for the kitchen floor and swiped in his finger to get to the lower levels, his energy signature allowing the button to be selected, another enchantment that interfaced quite well with electronic authentication systems.
Something he would no doubt proliferate to allies in the future, after some field testing, as the tech was probably capable of differentiating between Skrulls, as well, since it targeted the energy coming from the soul instead of just biology and genetics.
"Good timing! Come on, I would kike to show you something," He dragged Bruce along and wow, was there some heft to him, nothing like the weak ass human he was when they first met, back in Canadian Snow.
"W-What? Where are we going?" Bruce asked and he waved him off. "It's better to just show you. Also, I see that someone has been hitting the gym. Nice strength you got there."
Bruce smiled nervously, "Yes, I have strong data now. According to historical records, even untransformed, I can lift more than Captain America and run as fast as him. I have also recorded some reverse aging on my organs as well as my face."
He grinned, "So, an all around improvement in quality of life then? I am so glad we could figure that out. Also, a very productive outlet for stress relief, am I right?"
Bruce nodded, "Yes. Very. Multiple minor breakthroughs came to me in the middle of lifting heavy weights in high G environments."
"Oh yeah, I've gone up to 10G once but could not properly exercise in that, so I settled on 5G. How high do you go?"
Bruce smiled, "I can do all exercises at 7G and the highest I went, out of curiosity, was 15G and then I blacked out."
"Let me guess, the Hulk came out? Thinking it was some threat?"
Bruce sighed, "Yeah," Then he perked up, "But the weird part came after that. Hulk did not rage or rampage, all he did was walk up to the panel and set the settings to 50G and began working out. Great work on that room's overall integrity though, nothing was broken after Hulk set the gravity to normal and let me come out."
"Huh, interesting."
Then, the elevator dinged and opened up on the ritual room floor, with Jin'Ya already waiting for them. Since JIn'Ya was the official Guardian of the Red Hearth, having been recognised as such in the wards, he could travel freely through the entire place. That was on top of his already existing ability of phasing through matter.
"Let me show you my newest piece," he declared and moved to enter the ritual room while Bruce followed Jin'Ya to the observation deck, a room built by Jin'Ya to safely observe the whole thing without entering the ritual room itself. Usually, Jin'Ya would just come in, and stay just outside the ritual circles but for squishy humans like Bruce, who was not really squishy anymore, it was better to stay outside and observe.
Entering the ritual circle, he activated the standard ritual flow for isolation and once that was done, conjured two hands, and focused as the conjured hands rippled with concentric circles that then began overlapping on top of themselves, eventually creating a small ball of Dimensional Energy.
"Observe." He said, as the Ball stabilised, then he opened the least destructive thing he had in his arsenal of Doors, the Chi door, right in the middle of that spinning ball, giving it a golden look. He compressed the energy, which took time, about half a minute, before he stopped and looked at it, which looked so beautiful up close, before simply chucking it at the far end of the ritual circle, not before leaping out of the ritual circle as well.
The blast was blinding in its intensity. The ritual room shook but the circle held, holding back a storm of golden energy, crackling with such intensity he could feel it on his face, mere inches away from the boundary of the ritual circle.
"What was that?" Jin'Ya asked him, intrigued.
"That," He breathed out, standing up properly before dusting off imaginary dirt from his clothes before turning to look at the mirroring enchantment and said with his arms spread apart, the backdrop of the golden explosion right behind him, "--Was an…EXPLOSION!"
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DoorMan #104
Red Hearth[April 2008]
–Colin Baxter–
He sipped on his orange juice, idly watching the TV, from his room on the Red Hearth, smirking as Tony did the exact same thing as he did in Cannon, shutting down the Weapons Division of Stark Industries.
To think that if things had not gone horribly wrong, he would be an intern at Stark Industries when this all went down, instead of being stuck in the Red Hearth, his civilian identity unofficially on a long term vacation to Thailand, with most of his dividends from his portfolios handled by a trust that was run by someone who was affiliated with Kamar Taj.
Colin Baxter, as the world knew him, had dropped out of the dark web, and the only one, outside of his close circle, who knew exactly what had happened was in Wakanda. Speaking of Wakanda, he wondered what exactly happened to Shuri and her plans to reintegrate Wakanda with the rest of the world.
He debated sending her a message before thinking better of it. The further he stayed from someone who was very heavily influenced by an Egyptian God, the better. It never worked out for anyone involved to get close to an Egyptian God.
He noted that Tony was the same as before, brash and blunt, as Tony chewed on his cheeseburger while leaving behind the cacophony of questions that had erupted after his announcement, to poor Obadiah.
Honestly, he wondered how Obadian was going to retaliate now. He had already collected the scraps that Tony left behind, to study and also to keep them out of Stane's hands. That left Stane very few options in terms of killing the Golden Goose that was Stark, because he would have no suit left to reengineer after Stark was killed.
On the other hand, killing Stane was a major milestone in Tony's character development but he was not going to do something as egregious as purposefully engineering a moment like that. If it happened, it happened and if not, then Stane could be sent to jail by Coulson whenever he arrived in Tony's life.
His eyes lit up in mischief as he thought of something stupid and fun he could do. Tasking the hacked satellites to ping him the specific parameters were met, he leaned back and sighed, looking at the TV, showing a reporter already doing a segment about Stark Industries and its apparent fall from grace, all the while two of his hands worked in the background, working on some more advanced spells.
Looking back, he saw the two glowing spinning balls, barely containing the ball of red in between. He grinned when the balls held steady, despite him not paying his complete attention to them.
With a thought, the red in between the balls was switched with a deep blue, then with a spinning white, then with yellow and then he cycled them with startling ease.
Once that was done, he mentally commended them to dissipate and contrary to what one might have thought, dispelling spells did not mean that one had to stop supplying Dimensional Energy to the spell.
On the contrary, the energy required to dissipate the spell safely required more skill and energy than simply letting it explode in one's face. So, it took some time, since this was his first time doing it in a room where its explosion would have some very real consequences, as the elements in the spinning balls disappeared, followed by the balls losing their spins before dissipating into thin air as well.
"Holy shit," he breathed out loud, watching the smoke coming out of his conjured hands, awe in his eyes. He just recreated the Rasengan, and not just the Rasengan, but Rasengan with the elements from his Doors in them.
Now, that part was still untested in terms of the damage done but he could imagine the versatility of the Rasengans now. He stood up, chair spinning back, as he got out of his room and jumped into the elevator, while mentally informing Jin'Ya that he needed some supervised tests in the ritual room, to which Jin'Ya lazily agreed.
The elevator opened up super fast, courtesy of technology, no magical enchantments used there, aside from some safety and bubble creating ones, and he was about to jump forward, only to come face to face with Bruce.
Bruce, looking at his crazy smiling face, was probably a little confused but he had no patience for that so he hopped into the elevator, canceled Bruce's selection for the kitchen floor and swiped in his finger to get to the lower levels, his energy signature allowing the button to be selected, another enchantment that interfaced quite well with electronic authentication systems.
Something he would no doubt proliferate to allies in the future, after some field testing, as the tech was probably capable of differentiating between Skrulls, as well, since it targeted the energy coming from the soul instead of just biology and genetics.
"Good timing! Come on, I would kike to show you something," He dragged Bruce along and wow, was there some heft to him, nothing like the weak ass human he was when they first met, back in Canadian Snow.
"W-What? Where are we going?" Bruce asked and he waved him off. "It's better to just show you. Also, I see that someone has been hitting the gym. Nice strength you got there."
Bruce smiled nervously, "Yes, I have strong data now. According to historical records, even untransformed, I can lift more than Captain America and run as fast as him. I have also recorded some reverse aging on my organs as well as my face."
He grinned, "So, an all around improvement in quality of life then? I am so glad we could figure that out. Also, a very productive outlet for stress relief, am I right?"
Bruce nodded, "Yes. Very. Multiple minor breakthroughs came to me in the middle of lifting heavy weights in high G environments."
"Oh yeah, I've gone up to 10G once but could not properly exercise in that, so I settled on 5G. How high do you go?"
Bruce smiled, "I can do all exercises at 7G and the highest I went, out of curiosity, was 15G and then I blacked out."
"Let me guess, the Hulk came out? Thinking it was some threat?"
Bruce sighed, "Yeah," Then he perked up, "But the weird part came after that. Hulk did not rage or rampage, all he did was walk up to the panel and set the settings to 50G and began working out. Great work on that room's overall integrity though, nothing was broken after Hulk set the gravity to normal and let me come out."
"Huh, interesting."
Then, the elevator dinged and opened up on the ritual room floor, with Jin'Ya already waiting for them. Since JIn'Ya was the official Guardian of the Red Hearth, having been recognised as such in the wards, he could travel freely through the entire place. That was on top of his already existing ability of phasing through matter.
"Let me show you my newest piece," he declared and moved to enter the ritual room while Bruce followed Jin'Ya to the observation deck, a room built by Jin'Ya to safely observe the whole thing without entering the ritual room itself. Usually, Jin'Ya would just come in, and stay just outside the ritual circles but for squishy humans like Bruce, who was not really squishy anymore, it was better to stay outside and observe.
Entering the ritual circle, he activated the standard ritual flow for isolation and once that was done, conjured two hands, and focused as the conjured hands rippled with concentric circles that then began overlapping on top of themselves, eventually creating a small ball of Dimensional Energy.
"Observe." He said, as the Ball stabilised, then he opened the least destructive thing he had in his arsenal of Doors, the Chi door, right in the middle of that spinning ball, giving it a golden look. He compressed the energy, which took time, about half a minute, before he stopped and looked at it, which looked so beautiful up close, before simply chucking it at the far end of the ritual circle, not before leaping out of the ritual circle as well.
The blast was blinding in its intensity. The ritual room shook but the circle held, holding back a storm of golden energy, crackling with such intensity he could feel it on his face, mere inches away from the boundary of the ritual circle.
"What was that?" Jin'Ya asked him, intrigued.
"That," He breathed out, standing up properly before dusting off imaginary dirt from his clothes before turning to look at the mirroring enchantment and said with his arms spread apart, the backdrop of the golden explosion right behind him, "--Was an…EXPLOSION!"
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DoorMan (MCU SI) - #105 : Rasengan Galore!
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DoorMan #105
Red Hearth[April 2008]
–Colin Baxter–
"That," He breathed out, standing up properly before dusting off imaginary dirt from his clothes, before turning to look at the mirroring enchantment and said with his arms spread apart, the backdrop of the golden explosion right behind him, "--Was an…EXPLOSION!"
Jin'Ya deadpanned at him before flashing into the room right next to him, one of his claws expanding in size, heading towards the Chi storm. He might have warned them if it was someone else but not Jin'Ya, the dragon was leagues above anyone he knew in terms of absolute energy manipulation.
He knew that it had something to do with the fact that the older and stronger a dragon gets, the more energy dense they become, no matter their species. Jin'Ya, already made up mostly of energy anyway, had a natural advantage when it came to dealing with energy related incidents.
The barrier that kept the storm contained at the edge of the ritual circle stayed in place, only parting a bit as the claw entered it, trapping a small amount in a purple circle before the claw effortlessly came out of the containment, slightly smoking with golden fumes. "Hmm."
"What?" He asked the dragon, jumping on the balls of his feet, too excited about the new weapon he now had in his arsenal. He knew that all other variants of his Rasengan were destructive and was curious if the Chi one was the same or not. Did it perform mass healing for anyone in the range? Or did it give everyone super cancer as their cells desperately tried to make use of this absurd amount of Chi suddenly being pumped into their bodies with no clear pathway for their cells?
"It is destructive in its nature," Jin'Ya summarised before flicking his enlarged claw, dissipating that energy as the storm within the ritual circle too began dying down, almost a full minute after the point of impact. It was kind of scary how long he could keep the effect active, if he pumped as much energy as he could into the Rasengan.
"If you try this in an area full of humans, you will only find abominations and cancers after the spell is dispelled, same for most beings in the galaxy. Only the high level beings, like the Royal Asgardians, can take the attack head on and have their bodies healed instead of exploding into an uncontrollable mass of cells."
"Oh," he said, slightly saddened by this because he thought it could have utility in creating a giant area of healing with a single attack for mass healing in the middle of a battle.
"Alternatively," Jin'Ya continued, "you can try assembling a group of powerful people, not as strong as royal Asgardians but maybe on the level of the Kree or your resident Super Soldiers, and then subject them to the smallest level of Chi you can fling at them, and maybe that will heal them."
"Nah," He waved the suggestion off, "No need to risk anything. I will just not use it at all."
They exited the room and found themselves standing in front of a very excited Banner, "What was that?"
"That, Dr.Banner," His conjured arms spread wide apart, glowing yellow as he went for a repeat of his previous digalogue, only for Jin'Ya to swat at his arms and disintegrate them, "Don't."
"Spoilsport."
____xx___
As it turns out, after extensive testing, they could definitely answer that the Kinetic Lasers were very up there in terms of overall destructive prowess, sending lasers in all directions upon impact, with very high intensity.
But the one that would result in the highest possible casualties has to be the Water Rasengan, which just spewed water in all directions with such force that people would just be shredded apart before they could have an opportunity to drown.
It reeked of War Crimes to him so he resolved in not using that, at all. The imagery itself was horrible, he didn't know if he could even stomach the real thing happening.
The light one was the one that surprised him the most. The Light Door in and of itself was pretty much just a portable flashlight, with not that high of a brightness. BUT when he used the Light Rasengan, the result was very different.
Extreme Heat and light generated from the attack, capable of melting steel and blinding anyone in range. Finally, he had some sort of offensive attack with the light element.
Maybe now he could finally have something in his arsenal that would ward off the vampires. Speaking of vampires, he wondered what the Red Matron was doing?
He knew that after the Ta-LO operation, she was pretty injured and had retreated to heal her wounds because if the whispers were to be believed, the Ancient One ruthlessly used her as a meat shield, forcing her to tank all the attacks while the Ancient One herself prepared the attack that drove Dormammu off.
Even then, it was astonishing that the Ancient One had to literally sacrifice her arm for good. Like, intellectually, he knew that Dormammu was one big bad bastard, but to see the effects of fighting him off was humbling. He still had a long way to go but hopefully, he would never actually have to fight Dormammy himself.
He could just off Kaecilius and his merry band of zealots the second they try to attack Kamar Taj or if he was just lazy and failed in stopping them, rely on Strange to fend off Dormammu. After all, Stephen Strange was destined to be the best of us or so the Ancient One would say in a particular reality. He just hoped she was right because he still had flashes some times, of that horrible time in that fog, of those never ending hordes, of that sheer pain he had to endure to open a mere portal.
He really hoped, to Stan Lee, that he would never have to face the Demon himself.
"I was really hoping we could conduct some experiments with that. I think Extremis can absorb the energy you can throw off, specifically the life energy from that explosion."
His brows furrowed at the suggestion but he nodded, "Okay, schedule a time and send me a list for the equipment and we'll get it done."
Bruce nodded and went on his way, and he went his way. To the Portal Room.
Jin'Ya flicked his claw and a hole in reality opened up as he jumped into the portal and began falling down. Usually, he would just open up two small Air Doors beneath his feet to slow his fall and then a couple on his back and chest to stabilise his descent.
This time, he did no such thing as spider limbs conjured out of his back stabbed into the ground, stopping his descent. There was a jerk but it was negligible as he did a three point landing while standing upright.
He came face to face with the spaceship, his spaceship. It was not much, but it was his and he was going to do a complete makeover of the ship, armed with the recently acquired knowledge of enchantment and also the manual that had arrived earlier today.
Today, was the first day, to get to know the ins and outs of the ship. Tapping twice on the key, the ship's lights lit up twice as he entered the cabin and immediately coughed and used the Air Door to flush out the entire space, as the smell of fuel and chemicals was too heavy for him to breathe properly, and he was a superhuman.
He had a hunch that this particular restoration project was going to take a while.
Oh, well. It just meant he had more stuff to do and that was never a bad thing.
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DoorMan #105
Red Hearth[April 2008]
–Colin Baxter–
"That," He breathed out, standing up properly before dusting off imaginary dirt from his clothes, before turning to look at the mirroring enchantment and said with his arms spread apart, the backdrop of the golden explosion right behind him, "--Was an…EXPLOSION!"
Jin'Ya deadpanned at him before flashing into the room right next to him, one of his claws expanding in size, heading towards the Chi storm. He might have warned them if it was someone else but not Jin'Ya, the dragon was leagues above anyone he knew in terms of absolute energy manipulation.
He knew that it had something to do with the fact that the older and stronger a dragon gets, the more energy dense they become, no matter their species. Jin'Ya, already made up mostly of energy anyway, had a natural advantage when it came to dealing with energy related incidents.
The barrier that kept the storm contained at the edge of the ritual circle stayed in place, only parting a bit as the claw entered it, trapping a small amount in a purple circle before the claw effortlessly came out of the containment, slightly smoking with golden fumes. "Hmm."
"What?" He asked the dragon, jumping on the balls of his feet, too excited about the new weapon he now had in his arsenal. He knew that all other variants of his Rasengan were destructive and was curious if the Chi one was the same or not. Did it perform mass healing for anyone in the range? Or did it give everyone super cancer as their cells desperately tried to make use of this absurd amount of Chi suddenly being pumped into their bodies with no clear pathway for their cells?
"It is destructive in its nature," Jin'Ya summarised before flicking his enlarged claw, dissipating that energy as the storm within the ritual circle too began dying down, almost a full minute after the point of impact. It was kind of scary how long he could keep the effect active, if he pumped as much energy as he could into the Rasengan.
"If you try this in an area full of humans, you will only find abominations and cancers after the spell is dispelled, same for most beings in the galaxy. Only the high level beings, like the Royal Asgardians, can take the attack head on and have their bodies healed instead of exploding into an uncontrollable mass of cells."
"Oh," he said, slightly saddened by this because he thought it could have utility in creating a giant area of healing with a single attack for mass healing in the middle of a battle.
"Alternatively," Jin'Ya continued, "you can try assembling a group of powerful people, not as strong as royal Asgardians but maybe on the level of the Kree or your resident Super Soldiers, and then subject them to the smallest level of Chi you can fling at them, and maybe that will heal them."
"Nah," He waved the suggestion off, "No need to risk anything. I will just not use it at all."
They exited the room and found themselves standing in front of a very excited Banner, "What was that?"
"That, Dr.Banner," His conjured arms spread wide apart, glowing yellow as he went for a repeat of his previous digalogue, only for Jin'Ya to swat at his arms and disintegrate them, "Don't."
"Spoilsport."
____xx___
As it turns out, after extensive testing, they could definitely answer that the Kinetic Lasers were very up there in terms of overall destructive prowess, sending lasers in all directions upon impact, with very high intensity.
But the one that would result in the highest possible casualties has to be the Water Rasengan, which just spewed water in all directions with such force that people would just be shredded apart before they could have an opportunity to drown.
It reeked of War Crimes to him so he resolved in not using that, at all. The imagery itself was horrible, he didn't know if he could even stomach the real thing happening.
The light one was the one that surprised him the most. The Light Door in and of itself was pretty much just a portable flashlight, with not that high of a brightness. BUT when he used the Light Rasengan, the result was very different.
Extreme Heat and light generated from the attack, capable of melting steel and blinding anyone in range. Finally, he had some sort of offensive attack with the light element.
Maybe now he could finally have something in his arsenal that would ward off the vampires. Speaking of vampires, he wondered what the Red Matron was doing?
He knew that after the Ta-LO operation, she was pretty injured and had retreated to heal her wounds because if the whispers were to be believed, the Ancient One ruthlessly used her as a meat shield, forcing her to tank all the attacks while the Ancient One herself prepared the attack that drove Dormammu off.
Even then, it was astonishing that the Ancient One had to literally sacrifice her arm for good. Like, intellectually, he knew that Dormammu was one big bad bastard, but to see the effects of fighting him off was humbling. He still had a long way to go but hopefully, he would never actually have to fight Dormammy himself.
He could just off Kaecilius and his merry band of zealots the second they try to attack Kamar Taj or if he was just lazy and failed in stopping them, rely on Strange to fend off Dormammu. After all, Stephen Strange was destined to be the best of us or so the Ancient One would say in a particular reality. He just hoped she was right because he still had flashes some times, of that horrible time in that fog, of those never ending hordes, of that sheer pain he had to endure to open a mere portal.
He really hoped, to Stan Lee, that he would never have to face the Demon himself.
"I was really hoping we could conduct some experiments with that. I think Extremis can absorb the energy you can throw off, specifically the life energy from that explosion."
His brows furrowed at the suggestion but he nodded, "Okay, schedule a time and send me a list for the equipment and we'll get it done."
Bruce nodded and went on his way, and he went his way. To the Portal Room.
Jin'Ya flicked his claw and a hole in reality opened up as he jumped into the portal and began falling down. Usually, he would just open up two small Air Doors beneath his feet to slow his fall and then a couple on his back and chest to stabilise his descent.
This time, he did no such thing as spider limbs conjured out of his back stabbed into the ground, stopping his descent. There was a jerk but it was negligible as he did a three point landing while standing upright.
He came face to face with the spaceship, his spaceship. It was not much, but it was his and he was going to do a complete makeover of the ship, armed with the recently acquired knowledge of enchantment and also the manual that had arrived earlier today.
Today, was the first day, to get to know the ins and outs of the ship. Tapping twice on the key, the ship's lights lit up twice as he entered the cabin and immediately coughed and used the Air Door to flush out the entire space, as the smell of fuel and chemicals was too heavy for him to breathe properly, and he was a superhuman.
He had a hunch that this particular restoration project was going to take a while.
Oh, well. It just meant he had more stuff to do and that was never a bad thing.
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Who knows? Stark got shot this time around, lost tons of blood and is probably still sleeping, even weeks after the rescue, the warmonger suit will get done before the first proper ironman suit, and stark will probably die in his sleep once obi plucks the reactor out.