trans_9 | Armored Adventures [Closed]

He didn't have any plans to try to force information out of her. The worst he'd do would be just not leave her alone about it. But he was also curious about this "Sensorium" thing. There were a few ideas as to what it might be floating around in his head, but there was really no use in trying to figure it out before getting there.

"So. I've got a question for you, and it's not about your suit. I had one of my own, and I'm wondering if there's any way I can actually get it back." This was a very important question. Iron Man can't be Iron Man without his armor.

She almost replied 'Go talk to Leon Kennedy,' but with his position recently given to her, Tony happened to stumble onto just the right person to help him with that. She pulled out her omnicomm and opened up to the files she was recently authorized to view.

"What's it look like?"

He peered curiously, or tried to anyway, at the files she brought up.

"It's red and gold, made of a gold-titanium alloy. There should be a round hole in the chest plate." That pretty much covered all the most recognizable features of it, he thought.

Samus scrolled through. Her current inventory of the main armor was a little limited when compared to the actual (ungodly) amounts of equipment in there, but maybe this happened to be the one Leon had already made a file for. If not, she'd have to make a trip down to the main armory herself...

-But that didn't look like it would be a problem. She found what she thought might be a match, opened the file, and turned the omnicomm to Stark. He would find a diagram of his suit and an incomplete list of its specs. There was too much in the armory to make completely detailed reports, plus it was hard to find out what something could do if Stacy wouldn't release it, which was often the case with personal belongings as unique as powered armor.

"That it?" She asked.

He looked over the display, a smile spreading over his face as he did. "That's it! Do you know where it is?"

"It's in the main armory. I can have Stacy move it to the armory in the Precinct, so you can pick it up."

She still needed to physically go down there to have it moved. She could do it right now, or wait until her new companion has gone on his way. Depending on how eager he is to get to his suit, he might end up going with her.

"I'd like to go get it now, if we could." To be completely honest, he felt a bit naked without it. She hadn't given him any reason not to trust her yet, but he would feel a whole hell of a lot more comfortable with his suit on.

Well... there really wouldn't be any harm in taking him down there. If it wasn't his suit, Stacy wouldn't release it. If he proved to be any trouble, even with a suit, Samus wasn't all too worried about him. After all, if it was him against security, well, she would bet on security.

She gave a curt nod and said, "Fine. Follow me."

She switched directions down a narrower, less-traveled hallway. There seemed to be a lot more twists and turns as they delved into the deeper parts of the ship.

"What's your name?" That was totally not so she could look up his dossier on her visor, nope. It would only give her basic info, anyway. Most was restricted to the Captain, but this would help a little.

It was probably a safe bet that Iron Man would be easily defeated by security. As amazing as he was, he couldn't do everything. He followed along behind her, making a pathetic attempt to remember all the twists and turns.

"Tony Stark." He raised his eyebrow at her. "Do I get to know yours now?"

"Samus Aran," and a-ha there was his dossier. It didn't have much info on it, but nothing alarming. Just a precaution she wanted to take.

Finally, she led them to an elevator. They had walked a good while away from the Obs Deck. The entire area gave off the impression that it wasn't exactly frequently visited. Or ever visited.

The doors slid open. Samus stepped forward, expeting Tony to follow.

"Well, Samus. It's nice to meet you." Of course there wasn't anything alarming on there.

...Unless it mentioned his alcoholism. Then she would know to keep him far, far way from anything vaguely alcoholic.

He followed her in, looking around as he did. It really didn't seem like anyone ever came down here, which didn't make much sense to him if this was where the weapons were kept.

Samus just nodded in response. Another example of her stellar conversational skills.

She typed something into the panel of the elevator. It lurched and then started downward quite smoothly. And it was one long, silent ride.

That's quite alright, the long, silent ride gave him the chance to grill her for more information.

"So, why does it look like no one comes down here? I'd think the armory would be visited fairly often." He shot her a curious glance.

"This is Stacy's main armory. Most personal possessions are picked up in that room right next to the pod caverns. Standard weapons are moved out of here to the possessions locker and precinct armory frequently enough that the general crew doesn't need to make any trips down here. Even then, only authorized personnel can release equipment from here. Plus, I'm not sure most even know how to get here," it was quite a bit of a trip.

"So Stacy is capable of moving the equipment to other parts of the ship?" It was the only explanation, if the main armory wasn't visited frequently. Especially if most people didn't know how to get down there.

"Yes," though she only did on her own accord, when a select few requested it, or when it was absolutely necessary too (like to send down shipments to an off-ship group).

"We won't actually be able to go into the main armory," what Samus meant by that was a little vague.

"Why not? Is it because I'm not authorized to? Or does Stacy just not allow anyone into it?" It seemed fairly safe to assume that if Stacy allowed just anyone into the armory, she still wouldn't release any of the weapons to them.

"Well," Samus started when the elevator finally slowed to a halt and the doors slid open, "There wouldn't be anywhere to stand anyway."

In front of them was a glassed in terrace that allowed viewing of the main armory. Immense was an understatement. Huge, endless racks that held a seemingly infinite amount of armor, weapons, ammunition, and spare parts stretched in every direction from the floor too far below to the ceiling too far above between walls too far away to be seen. This was one of the places that reminded Samus just how large Stacy was.

Samus stepped out of the elevator and walked over to the only thing they actually had contact with, a computer terminal in front of the large window.

There wasn't much that would strike Tony Stark speechless.

But the sheer size of the main armory managed to. He walked closer to the glass, and stared out at everything.

In the meantime, Samus tapped something onto the terminal. The racks began to shift almost effortlessly. Assortments of different equipment passed through their view, but eventually Samus brought one row to the front. It was a mixture of different suits with no apparent organization on this rack, but in the center was most definitely what they had come for.

"That's it, correct?"

He watched the racks shift in awe, a smile coming to his face when she brought up his suit. "That's it."

Samus nodded and pressed a few more buttons on the terminal. The screen flashed VOICE AUTHORIZATION AND BIOMETRIC SCAN REQUIRED which is when Samus did another one of those things that Tony should probably file under 'things Samus will not explain no matter how he asks' which is pretty much... everything.

In a flash of gold light, Samus' armor seemed to literally disappear around her, leaving well, a still tall but not quite as tall as in suit woman. She stepped back from the terminal. A green light poked out from the ceiling and scanned her body while she spoke a simple "Samus Aran."

The panel switched to SAMUS ARAN: AUTHORIZED USER, but the words TONY STARK: AUTHORIZATION REQUIRED quickly joined them. Samus stepped back from her position and motioned for Tony to take her place. Samus credited to the fact that sometimes very unique pieces of equipment were locked to certain individuals, and then even she wasn't authorized to fully release it.

She might not explain it to him, but he certainly filed that trick away as something to figure out later. It might prove a very useful thing to have for the suit.

Staring up at the light, he moved into place, clearly speaking his name. It made perfect sense that Stacy wouldn't release his armor without his permission since, well, it was his.

With that, the screen change to a big, green AUTHORIZED plastered across the screen. The armor rack moved out of their sight. Within a short moment, though, a door on their side slid open.

Low and behold, there was his armor.

Quickly, he suited up. Once in the armor, he ran a quick diagnostics test, to be absolutely sure everything was in working order. As that ran, he tested the various joints in the armor. "I feel much better now."

Samus followed suit, materializing her own armor around her.

"I know just how you feel," if that felt like a long wait for his armor, he should try going without it for a couple months.

He was just glad that the plant suit was enough like the bodysuit he'd normally wear that it wasn't uncomfortable in the armor.

Satisfied that everything was in working order, he turned to her. "Still
willing to show me what that cannon of yours does?"

She was actually planning on moving a few weapons to the armory in the precinct now that she was already down here, but she did tell him she would. Plus now that he had his own armor, maybe she could pull a few demonstrations out of him.

"Sure." To the sensoriums they will go!

And to the Sensoriums they went!

It seemed like the ship would have Tony in awe for awhile. Upon entering the Sensoriums, he stared around curiously. He hadn't been expecting a completely empty room, but of course he knew it wasn't going to be empty for long. It was obviously something like a holodeck, and he was almost more curious about how it worked than he was about Samus' suit.

Now the Sensoriums was something that Samus definitely could not explain. Samus stood in the center of the room, looking around.

"How about a target range?" Samus suggested, and it was so. Fancy that!

"A target range sounds perfect." He didn't really need her to explain how this worked; he had a pretty good idea how it would anyway.

The entire room shifts around them, morphing into exactly what they needed.

Except that Samus thought that was a little boring, so she made one little modification using Stacy's ability to pick up on thoughts in here. Moving targets are so much more interesting!

The movement really didn't impair Samus' ability to quickly shoot energy blasts into the center of each one.

Tony would have been disappointed if she hadn't been able to hit moving targets. He watched her display, trying to pick apart how the cannon worked. "Is that all it can do?"

"Just getting started."

A fresh set of targets popped up, and Samus increased the speed of the targets a little bit. She switched up the beam she was dealing as well. Some sent plasma burns through the center while other shots froze them. The biggest blasts were probably from the missiles that splintered the targets into nothing.

But targets were still only targets. A few simulated enemies might get her demonstration really going.

"Impressive." He was slightly in awe of her cannon. The varied attacks, and the speed with which she was able to switch between them was certainly something to behold. She may not tell him how it all worked, but he would definitely be trying to figure it out on his own.

She was more than just a walking power house, though. While she couldn't fly, the armor didn't seem to slow her down at all. It was all too apparent when the targets morphed into actual alien enemies. Samus was quick on her feet and obtained only minimal damage as she dodged and jumped around them while still maintaining the devastation of her attacks.

And then she stopped. That was enough of a demonstration, she decided. At least until she saw what the other armor could do.

He wasn't just watching her attacks as she moved around the room. He was also studying how the objects in the room transformed without any obvious signal, leading him to the conclusion that it may be possible to control the room.

When she stopped, he did a quick experiment, the end result being something similar to Vanko's drones appearing. Moving quickly, he dispatched them all with quick repulsor bursts. It was tempting to use some of the other various weapons concealed in the suit, but it didn't seem all that wise to waste ammunition when he had absolutely no idea if he'd be able to replace it.

Samus leaned back and watched. She figured the quick bursts weren't his only attack but wondered why he was holding back. Did he really not want her to know about his suit?

He stopped and landed near her. "I actually have another question for you. Do we have access to materials to replace ammunition?"

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