Tony let out a laugh, shaking his head in mild amusement. That definitely poked at Barnes’ demeanor. Now Tony had ammunition to ‘fight back’ against the assassin. “See that’s the difference between you and I. You, try calling the shots, try and put people I care about in danger. Threaten their lives. Me? Well, I’m Iron Man and I’ll be damned if I stand here and listen to you threaten her life. But really that’s were you’ve slipped up. Where you’ve made a mistake.” He placed his glass down onto the desk and approached the assassin. “You’ll face hell if you dare lay a hand on her, you got that?”
James head tilted slightly as the other man approached “Your little suit is nothing, my friend. Absolutely nothing.” He had complete control over the arm, and the technology in it was somewhat riviting. “Then the easy way of answering this, is give me information about where Mssr. Rogers is, and I wont – ” Fingers tugged on a small ear piece “— tell them to butcher her carcass just like we did your mother.” James pushed the mask upon his face and turned on his foot “You have a minute to decide. A minute is all it’ll take me to be downstairs, and away from this building”

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