She steps slowly to the windows, gazing out at a thing unlike any she's ever seen.
The whole mountain is vibranium, shot through with an electric blue glow and extending so far beneath them that she almost gets a sense of vertigo when she looks down. Trains criss-cross the open space and streak into and out of tunnels; graceful machines like huge dragonflies carry loads up to an opening far above them.
"It's incredible," she breathes, fingers lightly touching the glass.
They'd had no idea. No one in the whole world had any idea this was here. Steve's shield had encompassed the sum total of Howard Stark's vibranium.
And here she is, streaking through a mountain made of it.
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The whole mountain is vibranium, shot through with an electric blue glow and extending so far beneath them that she almost gets a sense of vertigo when she looks down. Trains criss-cross the open space and streak into and out of tunnels; graceful machines like huge dragonflies carry loads up to an opening far above them.
"It's incredible," she breathes, fingers lightly touching the glass.
They'd had no idea. No one in the whole world had any idea this was here. Steve's shield had encompassed the sum total of Howard Stark's vibranium.
And here she is, streaking through a mountain made of it.