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“Ready for a second date already? That's a first,” she teased happily with a grin. She somewhat reveled in the confusion in his face before moving towards her bags to get ready. Whistling happily to herself, she unzipped the Hello Kitty duffel bag and pulled out two garters sheathing six throwing knives a piece, strapping the leather garter to her thighs. “Alright, we've got our reflectors on so we can definitely sneak in. We won't even show up on the radar. We can hover about five clicks away and make it there on foot. There are some ATVs in the freight hold. I'll program the jet to land twenty minutes after our drop and have the ATVs programmed to come to us. By then, we'll either have killed everyone in there or, at the very least, alerted them to our presence. I'm assuming that there will be some injuries and We'll fare better on wheels than trying to carry a marine.”

She ran over a game plan while she strapped up her weapons that included eight spike darts, eight throwing stars, and a pair of octagon sai. As if she wasn't already enough of a mystery, she had seemed to transform into a ninja. She pulled a white mask up over her mouth and nose, partially to avoid inhaling sand and partially for the aesthetic appeal. She hummed softly and pulled out two extra spike darts, using them to quickly bring her blue locks into a series of complicated, intricate, braids so that they no longer dragged on the floor. She refused to cut them even as a child so her father always made her wear her hair up before entering any sort of mission situation. Especially after he had to save her when she missed an extraction point because her hair had gotten caught in an elevator.

She moved quickly back up to the cockpit and began fiddling with the dials and screens until the jet began to slow to a halt. She leaped back down to the Captain and patted him on his back, her hand grazing his shield. “After the ATVs come for the extraction, you go ahead and get the marines on the jet. I'll take down the Sandbox and catch up to you guys. If fire gets too heavy, go. Don't even worry about me.” She offered a kind smile. Though her lips could not be seen, the twinkle and crinkle of her eyes could be. She moved past him and traveled to the freight hold where she programmed the ATVs. Waiting on him, she could feel the blast of air as the bottom of the quinjet slowly opened. She estimated the jump to be about seventy feet, nodding to herself. No big deal.

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“Only the cute ones.” Tony shrugged lightly as he grabbed a small blowtorch from a nearby table and used it to break her bonds. “Now, because I don't trust you, I'll have an apartment ready for you in Avengers Tower in about six minutes. You'll have an intern's access pass to the labs but full access to the training facilities that I had installed for the Avengers.” He paused to turn around and face her, giving a serious expression. “Just try to stay focused on work and not Thor's abs... Or Natasha's tits – Whatever you're into. They'll be moving in by the end of the week and I don't need a fangirl swooning all over them.” He gave a nod as if finished, turning around again.

The head of his suit came back up as he began walking away, not bothering to look over his shoulder as he spoke some more. “And you're going to need to work on your suit – You're not apprenticing under me with that. We're heading to Cilangkap, Indonesia tomorrow. We'll need our rest for the night. We need to build a bridge, dig a well, sanitize their water, and deal with the military thugs and gangs extorting them.” He had earlier requested J.A.R.V.I.S. begin preparing files for places most in need and send them to his suit. He was determined to get back into action and Amelia was going to help him whether she liked it or not. She wanted to be a hero, so he would make her a hero.

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