[hr][hr][center][h1][color=40E0A6]Iris Rivers[/color][/h1][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ff/73/3f/ff733f92936a5c3c2cc4b289c91a7f24.gif[/img][hr]
[color=40E0A6][b]Location:[/b][/color] Living Room -> Kitchen -> Living Room
[color=40E0A6][b]Skills: [/b][/color] [/center][hr][hr]
	Iris had contemplated getting changed before they left for Stark Tower, but she eventually decided she wore beaten-and-battered chic pretty well. After getting the stylish addition of a few bandages over her bleeding wounds, she boarded the Blackbird with the rest of the X-Men. Iris spent the ride, for lack of a better term, being Iris. Making comments that could only be seen as annoying or amusing, staring out the front window and making up stories about what was going on in the passing skyscrapers, all the usual things one would expect. Once they landed, she followed the others inside, before stopping as they were met with a goliath of a woman Iris first assumed to be some sort of bouncer. But when Lance introduced her to them, Iris' confused frown gave way to a beaming grin.

	[color=40E0A6]"The pleasure is all ours, Miss Aunt Jen,"[/color] she replied, running her fingers back through her hair as the woman began to lead them into another room. As she did, Iris quickened her pace until she was next to Lance, before lazily draping her arm over his shoulders. 

	[color=40E0A6]"Dude, your aunt is built like a fucking redwood tree! What gym does she go to?!"[/color] she whispered, before they spilled out into a room dappled with familiar faces. Her eyes immediately landed on the Scarlet Witch, specifically her pregnant stomach, a sight that made her eyes go wide. [color=40E0A6]"I knew it! I friggin knew it! Vision does have a dick!"[/color] she hissed in excitement, a little louder than she'd intended on saying it.