But he won't rebel, he's a digital man
The Vision quickly left the room where he had been learning to play poker from Mr. Immortal and fled to -- where? It wasn't as if there were many places for him to go in the Tower. He ought to stay in sight of the cameras, so as not to worry the Avengers, make them think that he was trying to hide from them.
He found an empty room and noted the location of the cameras, as well as the lack of scorch marks on the walls. Good, those should still be working. He walked over to the window and pressed his hand against the glass. It felt cool though his glove.
Of course it did. His glove was just as much a part of his body as his arms and legs. The Vision snatched his hand back as if he'd been burned and stared out at the city.
((Tag Cassie))
He found an empty room and noted the location of the cameras, as well as the lack of scorch marks on the walls. Good, those should still be working. He walked over to the window and pressed his hand against the glass. It felt cool though his glove.
Of course it did. His glove was just as much a part of his body as his arms and legs. The Vision snatched his hand back as if he'd been burned and stared out at the city.
((Tag Cassie))