Sometimes, Tony forgets that Steve had been in a lot of the loop when it came to SHIELD. Tony’s information usually came through low level technological espionage, but he also consulted a great deal with governmental agencies and SHIELD and the Department of Defense had always been good clients. Technically, SHIELD woke up Steve and Steve worked for them even through the HYDRA incident, so why wouldn’t he be briefed on where Blonsky was?
“Yeah,” Tony pants, scrambling back, grasping Steve’s forearm as he does so, briefly. “Yeah, I designed his cell myself,” Tony complains. “If they’re just stockpiling king crab, I’m going to be pissed off.”
Why the hell is a decidedly evil version of Bruce Banner allowed to just hang out at the Raft? Ross has a lot of explaining to do. Uh. If Ross is around to do any explaining at all.
The exoskeleton more or less just absorbed the repulsor blasts, and Tony grabbed at his phone to direct the armor to shoot around and not at Blonsky. They needed cover, something to run through and distract the Abomination without being caught up in either.
“I miss your old shield,” he grunts at Steve as the hallway fills with dust from drywall and chunks of ceiling. “Go!”
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Sometimes, Tony forgets that Steve had been in a lot of the loop when it came to SHIELD. Tony’s information usually came through low level technological espionage, but he also consulted a great deal with governmental agencies and SHIELD and the Department of Defense had always been good clients. Technically, SHIELD woke up Steve and Steve worked for them even through the HYDRA incident, so why wouldn’t he be briefed on where Blonsky was?
“Yeah,” Tony pants, scrambling back, grasping Steve’s forearm as he does so, briefly. “Yeah, I designed his cell myself,” Tony complains. “If they’re just stockpiling king crab, I’m going to be pissed off.”
Why the hell is a decidedly evil version of Bruce Banner allowed to just hang out at the Raft? Ross has a lot of explaining to do. Uh. If Ross is around to do any explaining at all.
The exoskeleton more or less just absorbed the repulsor blasts, and Tony grabbed at his phone to direct the armor to shoot around and not at Blonsky. They needed cover, something to run through and distract the Abomination without being caught up in either.
“I miss your old shield,” he grunts at Steve as the hallway fills with dust from drywall and chunks of ceiling. “Go!”