[hr][hr][center][h1][color=40E0A6]Iris Rivers[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/a5d3e4b8144a2f7d752080888bc08db5/31e8966cce3f475a-e5/s500x750/7edab2b229a9e3a82b1d05f633dadf2383bc1231.gifv[/img][hr]
[color=40E0A6][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Reception
[color=40E0A6][b]Skills: [/b][/color][/center][hr][hr]
When Bethany motioned to the now visible man as if it answered her question, Iris looked to the elderly man, decked out in what could only be described as a “villain costume.” Her eyes turned to slits, her lips jutting outward. He looked a little familiar, but as hard as she tried, she couldn’t place his face. Maybe he was a special musical guest; the Starks were rich enough to have a couple of those per event. But then why was Guin getting in his face? But then, Guin attacked him, earning a loud, [color=40E0A6]”Whoop!”[/color] from Iris, which was quickly silenced when metal began to surround her and her wedding buddy. Then it clicked. 

[color=40E0A6]”Oh, you’re that terrorist guy! Pietro’s dad! Uh...”[/color] Iris’ tone was filled with recognition, but as she tried to pull his name out of her head, she couldn’t seem to find it. She wasn’t sure she’d ever heard it. But then, suddenly, it surfaced to the top of her head: a name she’d heard mentioned since leaving Oregon, but one she’d never associated with the man before. It was only at that moment that she put the name to the face. [color=40E0A6]”Metallica! You’re Metallica!”[/color] Once she’d made the realization, she downed the last of her beer, and promptly began using the bottle to swat at the bits of metal as if they were bugs that acted on their own, and not weapons controlled by a madman. She continued to do so, right up until ‘Metallica’ claimed his innocence, which got a laugh out of her.

[color=40E0A6]“Yeah, no, that’s bull. We’ve got security all around this joint. You had to fight someone to get in here. In fact, I can guarantee that, as we speak, there’s a mean hairy guy with sideburns whining about his bones hurting within a half mile radius of us. Which gives us the moral authority to bring down all the power of the Avengers and the X-Dudes on your fogey ass.”[/color] she called out, getting ready to use her tai chi to avoid the metal that would inevitably be thrown her way. After a second’s delay, she glanced over to the Scarlet Witch, adding in [color=40E0A6]“Oh, and the West Coast Avengers too, who both seem pretty cool, even though one is still working on her superhero name.”[/color]