The adventures of Jack. S.H.I.E.L.D. cont.

Jack had finished the suit and was waiting for someone to come and let him out of the room they put him in. He noticed it didn't have a handle or and windows, so he had no way out. Agent May came in and inspected the suit, then looked at him.
May: "Take it for a test run."
Jack: "..You don't trust me."
May: "Of course not, that's why I'm having you test it."
Jack: "..Fine." Jack got out of the chair he was in and stepped a foot away from the suit. The suit walked around him and clamped around him. "Is it alright if I connect it to one of my robots?"
May: "Spicer.. we called you in to help us. This is your suit. You're going to fight for us."
Jack: "So that's a yes."
May: "That's a yes." She sighed. "I don't know what Coulson was thinking.."
Jack: "Why me though? I mean, Stark-"
May: "Stark is busy."
Jack: "That and he blew up his suits.."
May: "This suit.. Why did you make it this way?"
Jack: "I like my style.."
The suit was red and black with a utility belt type thing around the waist. That part was yellow and red swirled.
May: "You designed it with your specifications.."
Jack: "Well, at home, I have these cool tools I could put in these pouches here, which vary from movement to dangerous."
May: She stared at him for a second. "I'll be back.." She walked out of the door that opened for her.
Jack: "Is it that card she has that does that, or special access or something..?" He stayed in the suit. "I love my air conditioning add in.."
Agent Skye came in and looked at the suit.
Skye: "So.. May said the tools you have range from movement to dangerous..?" She took notes on a clipboard.
Jack: "That's right."
Skye: "You must have a lot of free time.." She tapped the suit, making a clinking noise. "How'd you get it to fit like that? Looks like you have more muscle mass.."
Jack: "That.. That shows in this? Damn.. That wasn't my intention.."
Skye: "..You mean these are you actual muscles?" She seemed surprised.
Jack: "Why does everyone ask that..?"
Skye: "How much do you normally lift, as in like.. a medical question or something."
Jack: "Normally two-fifty with each hand, five with both." He was looking in a pouch on the utility belt.
Skye: "And how much do you think the suit allows?"
Jack: "I'm not sure. I wrote down plus five, so if I were to lift something, the limit would be ten. I'm talking hundreds."
Skye: "But that's just what you wrote, not built."
Jack: "I'd have to actually test it out fully to find that out." He nodded, making the suit do the same.
Skye: "Okay. I'll take you out to test it then."
Jack: "Right now?" He looked down at her, the suit making him taller than normal.
Skye: "Yes. Did you have other plans?"
Jack: "In fact, yeah. I have a wife and kids y'know." As he thought about them, images popped up on the screen inside the headpiece, all of his wife and news about his kids.
Skye: "I know. Tomorrow then?"
Jack: "I'll find a way to contact you if I can't make it."
Skye: "The suit stays."
Jack: "I wasn't planning on taking it.." The suit let go of him and he stepped out.
Skye: "There's still no way your muscles are like that.." She shook her head.
Jack: "I have to be careful not to flex.."
Skye: "I dare you to flex."
Jack: "Could I have an extra shirt afterwards?"
Skye: "Yeah, just show me."
Jack: He sighed. "Well.." He shrugged, then flexed. His shirt ripped to shreds, but still hung in shreds on him.
Skye: "Holy shit."
Jack: "Happy?" He relaxed his muscles. "Can I get that shirt now?" He covered his belly with his hands.
Skye got him a shirt and he left to go home, but was taken there by a covert car. He got home safely, but didn't say where he was to anyone, not even Sevi.