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"Yes, sir. What will it be labelled as?"

"A work in progress. No matter, just start the log. Alexandra Clark, female, twenty-three. Can do something but not sure what just yet. How tall are you?"

"5'5,"

"She's barely 5'4. Average height for female." Tony spoke aloud.

She scoffed. "What is that thing?"

"No questions for now. We need to figure out what it is that's surging through your veins," He bopped her nose, causing her to crinkle it. "Run her vitals and record them. We'll need to track your daily cell activity. Got a job?"

"Yes--"

"Good. Quit."

"Excuse me, I--"

"You'll need to return to Stark Tower everyday to continue to log this progress." He stated.

"I have a life, you know,"

He sighed, waving his hands to make a hologram appear in front of her face. She scanned it, quickly realizing that it was her anatomy, and her molecular structures showed faster movement than is normal.

"See this? These are your molecules. See how rapidly they move? That isn't normal. You called in your more-than-normal experiences, and Happy urgently notified me that I had to take a look at you immediately."

"Happy, the man who drove me here?"

"Yes, ray of sunshine isn't he? Miss Clark, if we continue to research what's going on inside your body, you have the potential to be of great value to us here,"

"Mr. Stark, I don't want to be another lab rat like I've read about some of your colleagues,"

"Well that's just it, isn't it? All of us are lab rats. But, we're lab rats that save the fucking world. Now, are you in, or are you in?"

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