She-Hulk gave Logan a raised eyebrow. "Haven't seen too much of Bruce in a while. You know how much he loves to go off-grid. Something you guys have in common, given how often the two of you run into each other while wandering in the wild. I'm too much of a city girl for that-"
Foggy cleared his throat. "The papers - we should get this settled."
Jubilee put her hand on Logan's shoulder. "We should go and keep all the testosterone drama from playing out - between Clint, Cap, Walker, Stark, and whatever soap opera it is with Ghostsabre and Herc - though I can probably guess, given...well, Hercules." She smiled. "See if you can shift from "gruff loner Logan" to "Samurai Logan", for this one? The one who knows poetry in like, five languages because he's a big old softy? The one who taught me to keep my feelings in check? Could use that guy."
Hercules spun around, catching the other Avengers, and immediately fixated on Cap. "CAPTAIN! IT IS GOOD TO ONCE AGAIN FIGHT AT YOUR SIDE!" Putting down his weapons, he lifted Steve off his feet, though you could see it was not without a wince at the effort. "We shall vanquish these foes, alongside..." He grimaced. "Ah yes, the former Goliath, now claiming the mantle of Atlas. We did decide to put aside our battle, for my friend Hawkeye's sake." He grunted. "But beware - stripped of my divine strength or not, I will keep a close eye on." He caught sight of Tabitha. "Hello again." He tried to give a small, awkward smile. "You look well."
Tony Stark was accompanied by Blink, Gabby, and Hawkeye as they went further into the complex. "The gift shop was just a line - well, I probably could build one, but it'd be outside the premises - maybe a kiosk on the border. I'll have Jen look at it with Pepper sometime."
Alert klaxons sounded.
All the Avengers with their communicards lit up, and you could see Mystique's face on the screen. "...Calling Priority A-1. The Masters and Nefaria are in play. Relaying coordinates."
Stark sighed, putting away his sunglasses. "Well, time to suit up." He looked to large pair of double doors as a sheet of light danced over him.
"BIOMETRICS CONFIRMED. PROVIDE PASSCODE." A voice boomed out.
Stark looked back at the trio following him. "I am Iron Man."
"PASSCODE CONFIRMED." Music began to play as the doors opened.
You are on a platform lowering itself into a giant hall of armors.
Tony looked about. "Well, no time like the present for a test flight of the latest and greatest. Give me the Mark-70."
The suit flew off from its place in the hall.
Then the music was cut by a record scratch, followed by the room being filled with a new tune, followed by a holo projection.
"Hey Tony - long time no see."
Hawkeye perched an eyebrow. "And this is...?"
Stark sighed. "Amadeus Cho. Hercules' former wingman, now heir to a vast fortune. Claims to be one of the smartest people on the planet-"
"Seventh smartest." The hologram chided.
"I have no idea why you'd advertise that, given I'm probably a lot higher. Anyway, he has some issues with me and-"
"-I hacked your security protocols."
The helmet retracted. "You did not."
"And for the next five minutes the biometics and voice recognition protocols are disabled. Anyone can say the four magic words and get a suit. This protocol was set to go off when you entered the room with anyone else."
Hawkeye smirked. "He reminds me of someone but I just can't put my finger on it..."
Tony sealed up the helmet. "Reed Richards."
"Not who I'm thinking of."
"-I'll have this locked down in 20 seconds." Tony responds.
"Not long enough." The Hologram teases. "I just had to get under your skin, you walking military-industrial-complex."