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[INDENT][color=#b6d7a8]“With this new suit, I’m thinking of a new callsign.”[/color]

[color=#b4a7d6]“Oh?”[/color] Karoline replied, raising an eyebrow as she changed out of her civvies, reaching for her flight suit before she caught Jordan staring. With a sharp tilt of her head, she motioned for him to avert his eyes.

[color=#b6d7a8]“Hey, you’re the one who wore floss in here, Peaches. I’m just enjoying the view.”[/color]

[color=#b4a7d6]“Nothing you haven't seen before Major,”[/color] Karoline replied, [color=#b4a7d6]“And I seem to recall it not being enough for you since you ended up in bed with my dorm mate. About the same time you lost the privilege of calling me ‘Peaches’.”[/color] She replied with a sardonic smile giving Jordan a long wink before slowly pulling the flight suit over her underwear. Her middle finger was notably erected and standing tall above the hand that zipped the garment closed.

[color=#b4a7d6]“You were saying something about a call sign.”[/color]

[color=#b6d7a8]“Yeah, maybe Green… Hornet?” [/color]Jordan workshopped,[color=#b6d7a8] “Or the ‘Iron Lantern’ since the suit is kind of a beacon of hope for people. A light in the darkness.”[/color]

[color=#b4a7d6]“I think you’ve been listening to Stark too much. The suits are cutting edge, not sure I love the political mission attached to it.”[/color] Karoline replied. 

[color=#b6d7a8]“You could be ‘Star Sapphire’ instead of Spitfire.”[/color] Jordan suggested with an eyebrow wiggle, [color=#b6d7a8]“Make a new identity for yourself.”[/color]

[color=#b4a7d6]“Really? Star Sapphire?”[/color] Karoline deadpanned, [color=#b4a7d6]“You want me to name myself after the nudie bar you and your frat boys frequented? How charming, Jordan.”[/color] Standing, she padded him on the back before walking by, pausing as she saw Jordan raise a hand out of the corner of her eye.

[color=#b4a7d6]“Keep it classy unless you want to lose that hand.”[/color]

Jordan flashed a smile before resuming his usual gum-smacking, blowing a small bubble before it popped between his teeth. His eyes watched as Karoline’s firm behind as it bounced in the flight suit while she walked away.

Standing, Jordan followed her out onto the tarmac, passing to adjust his sunglasses as he surveyed the scene before him.

[color=#ffffff]"Highball!"[/color] A nasally voice shot from across the tarmac.[color=#ffffff] "Want to explain why the hell one of our personal aviation suit is green?"[/color]

[color=#b6d7a8]"It's called style, Mr. Hammer, something you'd know nothing about judging by the Hugo Boss spineless and yet somehow still in charge fit you're currently rocking."[/color] The pilot in the brown bomber jacket called back whilst obnoxiously smacking a was of white gum against his recently whitened teeth. A pair of black aviators sat firmly on the bridge of his nose beneath slicked-back hair.

[color=#ffffff]"It's Armani actually, and my personal stylist picked it out. Doesn't explain why the armour is green."[/color] Justin Hammer replied. [color=#ffffff]"You can't just paint the suit on a whim, we'll need to get our engineers to look it back over, and make sure the paint didn't compromise any of the calculations. I can't lose to Stark and disappoint Mr. Stane just because my suit jockey had to customize his ride like a teenager with his first Honda Civic."[/color]

[color=#b6d7a8]"You worry too much, it's just a little flair. I can fly circles around Captain Rhodes."[/color] Highball replied, [color=#b6d7a8]"Though, I'd kill for another test flight before tomorrow. The suit responds like a dream."[/color]

[color=#ffffff]"Tony is a hell of an inventor." [/color]Justin reluctantly agreed,[color=#ffffff] "He’s definitely something of an inspiration, but you never heard me say that."[/color]

[color=#b6d7a8]"Why?"[/color] Highball asked, [color=#b6d7a8]"Afraid it'll grow to his already inflated head,"[/color]

[color=#a4c2f4]"It's easy to take potshots when you're not in the trenches isn't it, Jordan?"[/color] A third voice interjected as Hammer and Highball turned to find Captain James Rhodes standing behind them

[color=#b6d7a8]"You can't be seriously defending that blowhard?"[/color] Highball retorted, taking his glasses off to look at Rhodes. [color=#b6d7a8]"Tony Stark builds a great machine, but you can't tell me he actually cares about the 'Metahuman' scare. It's just a way to make a profit. I'm happy to collect a paycheque kicking your tail in the Blue Yonder, but you can't deny this is all a vanity project for the 'Iron Man'."[/color]

[color=#a4c2f4]"You're entitled to your opinion, Major Jordan, but I believe in Tony Stark and I believe in Project War Machine. The American people deserve to feel safe and I intend to instill that sense of safety in them by proving the capabilities of this personal aviation suit. The American people won't have to look to the sky and hope for a 'Superman' to save them, they'll know who is coming and they'll have the confidence it being a homegrown, American-built solution."[/color] Rhodes responded, taking a couple of steps forward before clapping Highball on the shoulder.

[color=#a4c2f4]"Plus, I'll be taking it all in this competition."[/color]

[color=#b6d7a8]“Whoo-hoo,”[/color] Jordan celebrated, clapping Rhodes across the back before he pumped his fists excitedly. 

[color=#b6d7a8]“Let’s freakin’ go!”[/color]

[color=#ffffff]“Ah what the hell,” [/color]Hammer interjected,[color=#ffffff] “Suit up, gentlemen, Project War Machine begins today.”[/color][/INDENT][/INDENT][/COLOR]