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Oct. 16th, 2013 at 10:22 PM
Natasha Stark, the woman who is the owner or Stark Industries was in a test flight of her new armor, the Mark XLIII Iron Madlen suit. It looks similar to the Mark VII with a few modifications.
Since her operation, she's no longer in need of an arc reactor in her chest, so each suit is powered by an individual a.r. She spoke with JARVIS, her personal computer that happens to be one of the best AIs on the planet. "Is it ready to go into space?" JARVIS replied. 'WE HAVE NOT TESTED IT YET IN ZERO GRAVITY AND ZERO OXYGEN CONDITIONS.' She nods. "Understood." She increases speed to mach 5.
The suit gains altitude. Four miles, five miles, seven miles, now ten miles above sea level. Natasha's suits never flown so high before. Her other suits would have froze up by now. Now at 50 miles above sea level. 'SUIT IS STILL STABILIZED AND OXYGEN IS STILL AT AN ABUNDANCE LEVELS.' She smiles. "Awesome! Keep going!" She continues to fly until she's now 64 miles, just a bit under two miles higher than one needs to be in space. 'NATASHA, WE'RE NOW IN OUTER-SPACE.' JARVIS reported. "Excellent. Now let's test this suit upon re-entry to see if it will handle the heat."
She makes a noise dive back to Earth. Combine with the suit's flight speed and Earth's gravity, the suit was coming down like a bat out of Hell. The suit was becoming a flying fireball, however the suit and Natasha was intact. Natasha didn't even feel hot. Once she was 20 miles from the surface of the Earth, she fires the retro-rockets. She would then land safely someplace in the Amazon Rainforest.
She then looked around "Jarvis, are you still with me?" 'YES.' She smiled. "Excellent now lets go..." She finds her surrounding changing. She sees herself in a diner. She narrows her eyes. "...home." She would speak to JARVIS."You still with me Jarvis?" 'I AM. BUT IT SHOULD NOT BE POSSIBLE. I DO NOT READ YOU ANY PLACE ON EARTH.' Natasha's slightly nervous. The last person who was capable of such travel nearly destroyed New York, though thanks to her and the Avengers, they prevented that. She nearly had a panic attack, but she calmed herself. "Get a grip, Nat." She said to herself.
She then removed the suit by activating a mechanism that made the suit collapse off of her and folded into a briefcase-like object with a handle. She was now in a black pin-striped femme-suit with a white blouse under it and black high heels. She slips on her glasses and picked up her armor briefcase. She walked to the bar of this diner and called out. "Excuse me, but can anyone tell me where I am?"
Since her operation, she's no longer in need of an arc reactor in her chest, so each suit is powered by an individual a.r. She spoke with JARVIS, her personal computer that happens to be one of the best AIs on the planet. "Is it ready to go into space?" JARVIS replied. 'WE HAVE NOT TESTED IT YET IN ZERO GRAVITY AND ZERO OXYGEN CONDITIONS.' She nods. "Understood." She increases speed to mach 5.
The suit gains altitude. Four miles, five miles, seven miles, now ten miles above sea level. Natasha's suits never flown so high before. Her other suits would have froze up by now. Now at 50 miles above sea level. 'SUIT IS STILL STABILIZED AND OXYGEN IS STILL AT AN ABUNDANCE LEVELS.' She smiles. "Awesome! Keep going!" She continues to fly until she's now 64 miles, just a bit under two miles higher than one needs to be in space. 'NATASHA, WE'RE NOW IN OUTER-SPACE.' JARVIS reported. "Excellent. Now let's test this suit upon re-entry to see if it will handle the heat."
She makes a noise dive back to Earth. Combine with the suit's flight speed and Earth's gravity, the suit was coming down like a bat out of Hell. The suit was becoming a flying fireball, however the suit and Natasha was intact. Natasha didn't even feel hot. Once she was 20 miles from the surface of the Earth, she fires the retro-rockets. She would then land safely someplace in the Amazon Rainforest.
She then looked around "Jarvis, are you still with me?" 'YES.' She smiled. "Excellent now lets go..." She finds her surrounding changing. She sees herself in a diner. She narrows her eyes. "...home." She would speak to JARVIS."You still with me Jarvis?" 'I AM. BUT IT SHOULD NOT BE POSSIBLE. I DO NOT READ YOU ANY PLACE ON EARTH.' Natasha's slightly nervous. The last person who was capable of such travel nearly destroyed New York, though thanks to her and the Avengers, they prevented that. She nearly had a panic attack, but she calmed herself. "Get a grip, Nat." She said to herself.
She then removed the suit by activating a mechanism that made the suit collapse off of her and folded into a briefcase-like object with a handle. She was now in a black pin-striped femme-suit with a white blouse under it and black high heels. She slips on her glasses and picked up her armor briefcase. She walked to the bar of this diner and called out. "Excuse me, but can anyone tell me where I am?"