[hr][hr][center][h1][color=40E0A6]Iris Rivers[/color][/h1][img]https://i.4pcdn.org/tv/1561674348677.gif[/img][hr]
[color=40E0A6][b]Location:[/b][/color] Stark Tower
[color=40E0A6][b]Skills: [/b][/color]N/A[/center][hr][hr]

Iris' lips pulled up into a small smirk when her friend gave her suggestion. She'd always been a big believer of the no-dumb-ideas philosophy, and, while far out, Akane's suggestion was the only attempt at plan B that had been made. It was better than nothing, which just so happened to be competition. The others in the room, however, didn't seem to agree with that sentiment. When Akane began to cower behind her, Iris flared her shoulders out slightly to more effectively cover the girl. Her eyes shot to the man with the goatee she'd been agreeing with earlier, who now attempted to use Akane's openness with her ideas against her.

[color=40E0A6]"Hey, whoever you are, I don't see you coming up with a better idea. The way I see it, throwing peppers at it is better than just giving up."[/color] Iris said, not hesitating to come to her friend's defense. Her eyes then flipped to Marygold as she announced the teams. Despite her relief of being paired with Akane, Iris still felt a little wary of the team she'd been placed in. Best she could tell, the team seemed to lack structure, each either having a chaotic personality, or likely to conform to those with chaotic personalities. Not to mention that with Neil, Sara, and herself, there'd likely be a lot of fire, and no one with the ability to really stop them. But those thoughts were washed out of her mind when Sara went on her short, sarcastic rant, causing Iris to break into a grin, stifling a laugh, raising her eyebrows when the girl even capped it off by quoting Whitman. It might not have exactly been a logical team, but Iris had a feeling she was going to like it. She looked back to Marygold and gave a small nod.

[color=40E0A6]"I'm down for this team,"[/color] she said, before her eyes drifted back to look at the image of the Galactus-killer. The design was so simple, it gave Iris an idea. She looked back to Marygold, lips jutting out as she let the idea stew in her brain, until finally she had the phrasing worked out enough to suggest it. [color=40E0A6]"Why don't we make, like, a fake one? A replica? We know what it looks like, and if we have the resources to make space suits, we can totally throw some hunks of metal together. We'll go up to try to get the real one, and if we take too long, or don't come back, wave the fake one around. Best case scenario, he falls for it and leaves, worst case, he has to check in with headquarters to see if they still have it, buying us a little more time,"[/color] Iris suggested.