James Rupert Rhodes

*Rhodes walked out onto his balcony, armed with the War Machine suit on him as he looked up, faceplate shutting as he shot upward.*

*He bounced around a bit, jabbing at the air before grabbing the bracelets off of the table, placing them on* I should check on Tony....

*Rhodes began to unbutton his shirt as he walked over towards the metallic box, tossing the shirt to the side as he stretched.*

.....Son of a BITCH that STINGS!!!!

*James spun out of a cloud, straightening himself as he flew towards Stark Towers.* This sure as hell beats the traffic.

*The fellow Soldiers clapped and cheered as James flew in, landing before them within the Jumbo Jet, his face plate rising as he saluted*

*As "War Machine" by AC/DC played within his helmet, Rhodes twisted his body, soaring high into the clouds, searching for the Jumbo Jet.*

*The faceplate slammed shut, his thrusters kicking on as he arched his body, now flying above the water.* Practice makes perfect!

--blinking, the package shifting in size as he sped towards him. As the suit began to assemble around him, he placed his arms to his sides.*

*He spread his arms out after turning around, looking down at the quickly approaching water. He looked at his left wrist, the bracelet--

*Rhodes rotated rapidly as he released his suit, falling faster as he struggled to put the bracelets on while free falling*

*His War Machine suit was handed to him, the package glowing as he said a quiet prayer before jumping out of the airborne plane*

*Rhodes took a deep breath as a Soldier touched his soldier, giving him the thumbs up. He nodded, walking towards the plane hatch*.....

*He stood up, blocking the sunlight with his hand as he checked his watch once more*....And.........I'm officially on vacation!

*Rhodes sat in the cockpit of a F/A-18 Hornet, working on it from the inside. He sat back in the chair, sighing as he checked his watch.*

--assemble on him, the plates covering his body, finalizing the transformation with the faceplate slamming shut.* Oh Hell yes!

*The gray package shot up, flying towards Rhodes as the bracelets blinked. He held his ground as the War Machine suit began to--

*James stepped back, adjusting the bracelets as the package began to move. He took a deep breath, holding his arms out.*

*James landed in a field miles from the city, his face plate rising up as his suit began to disassemble off of him, forming the package*

*He smiled as he flew above the traffic, pulling up to the sky once more as he flew by Stark Tower, leaving the city within seconds.*