[At the fourth floor, Tony stops. He listens for a moment, trying to hear if Barnes is following. The son of a bitch can move quietly, Tony knows--he's had the soldier sneak up on him far too many times for comfort--but he's hoping in a setting with better acoustics there might be some kind of noise.
... Nothing.
Tony's not sure if that's good or very, very bad.
He moves as quietly as he can through the empty fourth floor, trying doors until he finds one that's unlocked. Perfect. Maybe he can whip up some kind of weapon to defend himself with whatever's in there.]
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... Nothing.
Tony's not sure if that's good or very, very bad.
He moves as quietly as he can through the empty fourth floor, trying doors until he finds one that's unlocked. Perfect. Maybe he can whip up some kind of weapon to defend himself with whatever's in there.]