The end of November brought with it palpable expectation. Too many years, apparently, had December blown in cold and snow-crusted, and now, even after a year that had seen a blistering heat wave before the the dip towards icy temperatures, the hot, humid air seemed heavy with anticipation. Most of the day Pepper has spent inside escaping the
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Pepper Potts did not panic, not on any sort of regular or irregular basis. Once or twice, and the time that came most readily to mind there had been explosions and dead agents of SHIELD.
Probably something more substantial than a bat in the caves, then.
"-what is it?"
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"In the caves, it- I couldn't tell what-" She paused, cursed under her breath at her ineloquence. "The suit was in there, the big one, I saw the light and thought it was you."
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"He didn't follow you," he said. It was big, it lumbered, but it had a hell of a stride, it could fly once out of the caves, and it didn't get tired. "Come on," he said, pulling a screwdriver, which might not have seemed much of a weapon, considering.
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"Please," she began again, in earnest. "If you get cornered in there, there will be nowhere to go, nowhere at all."
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