[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#cc33ff][center]Guinevere Stark[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s9.postimg.cc/l8imn390v/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr]	The Hulk loosened his grip slightly on Lance, but not enough for Lance to even begin to get free. The Hulk was feeling a [i]lot[/i] of anger and rage. But most importantly, he didn't want [i]anyone[/i] going anywhere near Lance. Puny Banner had done a terrible job of keeping Lance safe and the Hulk kept a firm grip on his son as he bounded towards a glass wall, smashing through it as he fell down to the pavement, keeping Lance protected the entire time. [color=8dc73f][b][i]"MY SON!"[/i][/b][/color] the Hulk screamed at no one in particular, bounding down a busy street and throwing cars out of the way as he went. He wasn't slowing down any time soon and it wouldn't be obvious where he was going either.

	[color=#cc33ff]"So you're just being lazy then,"[/color] Guin summarized, regarding Tony's comments it would be easier to start with the material already in existence rather than synthesizing new material. Of course, she knew there was a certain amount of validity to his concerns. She'd seen reaction schemes that went through twenty six different steps before the desired product was produced. And even then, the material alone could cost a small fortune for just [i]beginning[/i] the reaction. [color=#cc33ff]"And come on, Dad, you know I'm saving myself for Han Solo,"[/color] Guin pointed out, declining to answer exactly what she and Lance had been doing there. She wasn't in the mood for a lecture on responsibility. 

	[color=#cc33ff]"Also, may I suggest Veronica?"[/color] Guin said, after hearing the glass wall shatter and the roar of an angry Hulk. It seemed like a job for the Hulkbuster.