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[sub][i][b]“God grant me the courage not to give up what I think is right, even though I think it is hopeless.”[/b][/i]
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[b]S T A R  C I T Y  -  U N I T E D  S T A T E S[/b]

[INDENT]Star City.

If Carol remembered the SHIELD reports correctly this was the city of the [i]other[/i] vigilante who decided being a unpowered hero wasn’t hard enough so he opted for a bow & arrow instead of a set of power armor. Which was… [i]ridiculous[/i]. Had the accident with the Kree space thingamajig not happened to her during her time at NASA she sure as hell wouldn’t be wearing the same tights playing superhero right now— she didn’t know how these mystery men types could even do it.  

[color=gold][b]“Star City, huh?”[/b][/color]

[color=AE322D][b]“They call it the emerald city.”[/b][/color]

Carol nodded as they entered the city as discreetly as they could given their… outfits.

[color=gold][b]“Is that why Hawkeye Jr. wears green?”[/b][/color]

Jessica didn’t even attempt to curb her loud laugh; it was as if she didn’t expect Carol to state such a thing in the first place— which was even more ridiculous given how well she knew Carol.

[color=AE322D][b]“I don’t think either of them would appreciate the comparison.”[/b][/color]

Carol shrugged, a wide grin on her face as they turned into an alleyway. [color=gold][b]“So, you said something is going down here? Mutant-related? I’m kind of curious who we’re going to be dealing with here— I’m kind hoping it’s someone from the riot earlier, payback would be [i]amazing[/i].”[/b][/color]

Jessica shook her head as she stopped and turned to look at her friend. 

[color=AE322D][b]“I [i]have[/i] been keeping you in suspense. Alright, so SHIELD satellite images caught somebody that is loosely affiliated with the Brotherhood of Mutants— he’s a bit of an eccentric, out of the Ted Kord playbook. Inventor, Scientist, Troublemaker, and a guy who really doesn’t know when to shut up. His alias is [i]Geomancer[/i].”[/b][/color]

Ted Kord— Carol hadn’t met with him, but she had read the dossier and listened to the sound files. If [i]he[/i] was a reference point she had to wonder what they were going to deal with if their lead didn’t turn into a dead end. Carol had never came to blows with Geomancer before either— hell, she had never [i]heard[/i] of him. But by the name she had a sort of idea what he could do; a presumption, but an educated guess was better than going in blind and getting wrecked by powers or skills you didn’t anticipate. Carol hated surprises.

[color=gold][b]“Never tangled with him. Is he powerful?”[/b][/color]

[color=AE322D][b]“Think Avalanche but with Ted Kord’s mentality and Spider-Man’s big mouth.”[/b][/color]

[color=gold][b]“Should I grab some extra strength painkillers now or later?”[/b][/color] Carol let out a chuckle as she shook her head. [color=gold][b]“Where are we starting to look?”[/b][/color]

[color=AE322D][b]“Basically the idea is that I’m going to play Sherlock Holmes and you are going to play Watson.”[/b][/color]

[color=gold][b]“I am so not smart enough to play Watson!”[/b][/color]

Jessica laughed, [b][color=AE322D]“No, but let’s try. It’ll be fun. Promise. If we fail spectacularly we’ll go mope at Big Belly Burger. I’ll pay.”[/color][/b]

The prospect of Jessica paying for lunch was a seemingly good idea as far as Carol thought given that she hadn’t eaten all day and after the mishap in Coast City with the Brotherhood she had sort of lost her appetite for a few hours. However, the prospect of finding this Geomancer and using him to get some information on the Brotherhood and their plans was a far better meal than any greasy cheeseburger with special sauce... or it would had the thought of the fast food chain not crossed Carol's mind and decided to become [i]really appealing[/i] out of the blue.
 
[color=gold][i]Crap. Now I'm hungry.[/i][/color]

Carol coughed nervously before shuffling her hands in her jacket pockets.

[color=gold][b]“Can we eat [i]first[/i]? I could use a meal to get into the mindset of an internationally acclaimed physician and surgeon with a glorious mustache.”[/b]
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[color=AE322D][b]“Elementary, my dear Danvers.”[/b][/color]

[color=gold][b]“That’s not how that works.”[/b]
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[color=AE322D][b]“It is if you want to eat.”[/b][/color][/INDENT]