"We're a little past Christmas," Sam agrees, lips twisting a little in a rueful smile. "But it was February before I got here, and I came in around October. It's kind of a thing here."
He's going to explain a little more, because damn it sucks getting thrown into the arenas with little idea what's up, but then James Rhodes clicks in his mind with why this guy looks so damn familiar. Sam's stance changes, guard dropping even more as his smile turns more genuine.
"James Rhodes as in Iron Patriot James Rhodes? Shit, man, no wonder I thought I recognized you. I'm friends with Tony, I was part of the EXO-7 project back home."
Sam doesn't bother to play it cagey in case he's wrong. By now, that's common knowledge around here, and Sam's had enough experience with alternates that he can play it off if this James Rhodes doesn't know what he's talking about.
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He's going to explain a little more, because damn it sucks getting thrown into the arenas with little idea what's up, but then James Rhodes clicks in his mind with why this guy looks so damn familiar. Sam's stance changes, guard dropping even more as his smile turns more genuine.
"James Rhodes as in Iron Patriot James Rhodes? Shit, man, no wonder I thought I recognized you. I'm friends with Tony, I was part of the EXO-7 project back home."
Sam doesn't bother to play it cagey in case he's wrong. By now, that's common knowledge around here, and Sam's had enough experience with alternates that he can play it off if this James Rhodes doesn't know what he's talking about.