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[liverletdie]

I don't know, going the easy way is always such a drag.

[ He shrugs, kicking at the dirt almost petulantly. ]

I just got out, you know? I'd hate to have gone through all that trouble of risking my life just to end up right back where I was.

[ Shrugging the shoulder that held his bag, before he tugged it off, and then unzipped it. ]

Besides, I have been tinkering. It's not much, but hell, I could use a bit of a test run.

[osreborn]

Well, pull it out. I can't say I came all this way expecting it to be simple. It never really is with you.

[ He cracks his neck a little. ]

So bring it on, Stark.

[liverletdie]

[ He'd hoped pride would be his downfall. Or at least the need for something of a challenge. He didn't rip off his clothes, for once. (Why he'd thought that a good idea whenever the underarmor deployed, he'd never know.) But he did let metal cover his head and fingers, peeking out from under the second-hand, goodwill clothing he'd dug out.

And then came the gloves, and the boots. They were chrome, rather than red. He didn't pull them out, either, but they fastened into place anyway.

He had the plans in his head, it had been easy to find replacements, or improvise. ]

What do you think? Not too bad for being on a budget and on the run? I know it's missing a little flash.

[osreborn]

I get tired of flash. You manage always to make it awfully gaudy.

[ Norman puts his helmet on and flies himself forward, fast. ]

[liverletdie]

[ He'd built what he had very specifically. They had affixed themselves to his hands and arms, feet and calves, just enough to give him something.

And it's a good thing he's covered in metal, even if it isn't the metal of a full suit. It's fast, or at least fast enough. He watches it, though. No Mach 3 for him, lest he end up spattered matter. ]

And that isn't gaudy? I don't know, Norman, it looks pretty bad from where I'm at.

[ Which was, consequently, flying backward, and up, leaving civilians behind. Gauntlets were powered, but didn't launch, not yet. No need to make imports look worse than they already did. ]

[osreborn]

Anything this patriotic doesn't have to be tasteful.

[ Norman turns sharply, flying up after Tony. ]

You of all people should know that.

[liverletdie]

There is something called over-patriotic, you know that, right?

[ He couldn't go too high, or too fast. But he kept up a quick enough speed, pushing it just beyond what a normal human should be able to take, flying backwards.

It was dangerous, is what it was. Stupid, really, but he had eyes in the back of his head, figuratively speaking. Or at leas,t he was wired in through cameras and satellites enough that he could see well enough.

He finally let one go, once he cleared City limits, expecting a dodge and aiming low so it wouldn't go flying back in the city proper. ]

[osreborn]

Just how would you define that, Stark? I'm the one with a legitimate job here, remember.

[ Norman veers as expected, then lunges toward Tony, aiming a punch. ]

[liverletdie]

Yeah, congratulations on that. I noticed, you're missing something, too. Government healthcare not up to snuff?

[ He kicks it into high gear, speeding up, which is dangerous, he knows. He's lobbing another shock from his gauntlets out, closer range hopefully something he can deal with.

But he knows the suit Norman has, and he is way outclassed. ]

[osreborn]

What, the eye?

[ Norman's tone goes from smug to irritated. ]

That's hardly any of your concern. Healthcare can't salvage everything.

[liverletdie]

No, I guess it can't. Imagine that.

[ He wonders, for a moment, before he decides it doesn't care. It's a good thing. He has eyes everywhere, and he can use it to his advantage, so he swings sharp in the direction the blindspot would be in.

It's an obvious move, and obviously made. He waited for him to follow. ]