Tony scrambled back, lifting one hand straight into the air. On cue, a red and gold chunk of metal flew in from the room where he was storing his armor (so much for the Clean Slate Protocol, he thought bitterly) and attached itself to his arm, and exactly 1.98 seconds later a glowing repulsor was aimed at the Russian guy's chest. He wouldn't shoot, not with Rogers in the line of fire, but if Mr. Scary-face was so gung-ho about getting away....
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Tony scrambled back, lifting one hand straight into the air. On cue, a red and gold chunk of metal flew in from the room where he was storing his armor (so much for the Clean Slate Protocol, he thought bitterly) and attached itself to his arm, and exactly 1.98 seconds later a glowing repulsor was aimed at the Russian guy's chest. He wouldn't shoot, not with Rogers in the line of fire, but if Mr. Scary-face was so gung-ho about getting away....
"What, you ready for round two, Boris Badenov?"