“Crowd control might be best to start with,” he decided. “Especially since we don’t know how he’d react to fire, or even to you trying to calm him down. And to be honest… I’d rather you not get too close to him unless you have to…” He grimaced a little. “The rest of us have experience with him, and hell, I have armour… We’re not far, ten more blocks until the parking lot, I think.”
“He’ll have a fun time trying to catch me.” Summer opened her eyes again, frowning in concentration. “I’ve /got/ armour, though it’s not meant to withstand something like the Hulk. But I think you’ll be surprised how much I can d—” Her hand snapped up to her temple as the taste of the panic at the mall swept into her mind. There was still too much distance for any kind of resolution into individual minds, though. “I have to get airbourne.”
“I… Yeah. Mine’s not even all the good against him for much longer than a few minutes, honestly…” Tony muttered, accelerating to just get them to the parking lot. The tires squealed as he topped the car suddenly and popped the trunk. “Do what you’ve gotta do, but be careful. You’re still technically a civillian, and the others won’t take it too well if they learn I was the one who got you hurt.” And I sure as hell won’t take it well either, he thought, knowing she’d catch the feeling. He pulled the briefcase out and activated the suit, letting it fit to him as he watched the Hulk, still quite a ways off.
“Civilian, hell. I’m just not SHIELD.” Summer was already halfway through the leap that would take her skyward, but she abandoned it to drop in front of Tony. Utterly ignoring the clicks of the forming suit, she grabbed his face and forced him to look at her. “You be careful too.” Slowly, this time, she rose off the ground until their faces were level, then kissed him, quickly. “For luck.”
Then she was gone, tearing off into the night sky, wings formed of flame trailing from her shoulders.