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And We Shall Name Him Squishy (Bruce)
(Adult Content Warning -Šmex)
Enigma glared at the console in front of her, chewing on her pen as her fingers flew across the keyboard, fighting with Jarvis for control of Stark Tower. She had been trained by the best computer experts money could buy...and several that it couldn't, and still she struggled with hacking into the systems, despite how many back doors she may have left behind.
It took another hour before she gained control...a situation that she was losing fast, and she threw aside the pen, climbing out of he car and gesturing for her men to follow her as they raced into the building, using the small hand held console to over ride the elevator and operate it, watching her progress as the lift moved, cursing as she started losing more and more ground the longer things took, able to open the door to her former home as Jarvis started taking control of things again, her men rushing inside to get things set up as she switched programs, inputting controls as fast as her fingers could move, cursing as she lost control of the doors, realizing they would need another escape route.
“Let's go!” she ordered, grabbing some of the jewelry she left behind, before stashing the console in her hips bag, and heading out of the apartment space just as Jarvis tried to seal them in, smirking. She nodded to her men and they made themselves scarce, each intending to get out when the building was unlocked and normal operations resumed.
Left behind in the apartment, a small robot was moving around, dusting the furniture as Enigma had programmed it to, a green holly apron tied around it's waist with a large red bow on it's head, a small note around it's tiny neck.
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“Doctor Banner, Miss Enigma has broken into Stark Tower,” Jarvis' voice came from Bruce's earpiece, even as he reported the same to Tony and security.
Enigma glared at the console in front of her, chewing on her pen as her fingers flew across the keyboard, fighting with Jarvis for control of Stark Tower. She had been trained by the best computer experts money could buy...and several that it couldn't, and still she struggled with hacking into the systems, despite how many back doors she may have left behind.
It took another hour before she gained control...a situation that she was losing fast, and she threw aside the pen, climbing out of he car and gesturing for her men to follow her as they raced into the building, using the small hand held console to over ride the elevator and operate it, watching her progress as the lift moved, cursing as she started losing more and more ground the longer things took, able to open the door to her former home as Jarvis started taking control of things again, her men rushing inside to get things set up as she switched programs, inputting controls as fast as her fingers could move, cursing as she lost control of the doors, realizing they would need another escape route.
“Let's go!” she ordered, grabbing some of the jewelry she left behind, before stashing the console in her hips bag, and heading out of the apartment space just as Jarvis tried to seal them in, smirking. She nodded to her men and they made themselves scarce, each intending to get out when the building was unlocked and normal operations resumed.
Left behind in the apartment, a small robot was moving around, dusting the furniture as Enigma had programmed it to, a green holly apron tied around it's waist with a large red bow on it's head, a small note around it's tiny neck.
--
“Doctor Banner, Miss Enigma has broken into Stark Tower,” Jarvis' voice came from Bruce's earpiece, even as he reported the same to Tony and security.