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No one else knew what Tony and Bruce's latest mad science project was supposed to do, but the actual result of the first test run was a shockwave of energy that rippled through the entire tower, knocking everyone inside to the ground but somehow avoiding any structural damage to the building itself. There were a dozen or so jammed wrists and a few scattered reports of synesthesia, but all in all they seemed to have gotten off remarkably lightly.
Naturally, it was just as everyone was dusting themselves off and meeting up to share that conclusion that JARVIS spoke up.
"Excuse me, sir, but I have been scanning all occupants of the building for injury and Ms. Lewis no longer matches the baseline record I have stored for her. While previous scans and records indicate her to be a biologically normal human, the current scan is detecting a significantly depressed core temperature and two separate heartbeats, both of which are registering at a resting rate that is well above what should be the maximum for a woman of her age."
"Hey," Darcy snapped automatically as the others turned to stare at her, "lay off the age! When 500 years old you reach, look this good you will not!" Then she froze, and very slowly looked back over her shoulder at the assembled Avengers who happened to be in the room. Thor didn't look like 500 years was anything to get upset about, Tony wasn't wearing the armor, and Bruce had gone to the kitchen to find something to get the taste of mauve out of his mouth, but Natasha and Clint already had weapons drawn and Steve was flexing his hand on the grip of his shield.
Fortunately, she'd already been holding her sonic iPod, and a quick swipe of the clickwheel was enough to activate the emergency transmat. This was going to take so much explaining.