Re: [Epic: A Conclusion in a Hundred Parts. Boston.]
[Steve can't hear the cursing over the wind. He's just glad Tony's with him, even if his joints—shoulder especially—aren't so jazzed. He reels the man and his six-ton armor into the small space as best he can, before the priority becomes pulling the ship out of its nosedive. He jerks back on the yoke. He can only hope the debris of Tony's ship isn't going to ...hurt anyone below.
As the air rapidly warms around them, warning of the impending, rapid approach of the city below, Steve has to forget about the wreckage. The sidestick fights in his hands.] CLOSE THE DOOR.