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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
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[hr][hr] Ship interior
[color=7d16c7]Skills:[/color] Jack of All Trades (Science, Engineering)
[hr][/center][/b]	Oliver cringed over at the body, and took a long look at it, or, long for as much as he could stomach. He wasn't the type to enjoy looking at corpses, or at least, [i]he[/i] wasn't, but [i]he[/i], as in, this universe's version of him, probably wouldn't have minded at all.  He tried not to linger on that thought, that serial killer Oliver Sullivan had probably seen [i]many[/i] bodies like this one, and even made them himself. Moving on, he looked up and down, trying to focus on the tech of his former teammate's body instead of the viscera, and came to a quick conclusion.

	"[color=7d16c7]You folks have anything like The Borg here?[/color]" Oli asked, scooting himself imperceptibly away from the away from the corpse, not wanting to be converted himself, "[color=7d16c7]Whatever [i]was[/i] happening with Celestine, I'd have to guess it's some kind of tech-hive mind like that, and I swear to god if Stark built out something like that and released it into the wild...[/color]" He murmured off into a vague threat against The Iron Man. He didn't actually think he [i]could[/i] do something against an avenger, but with the metric fuckton of shit that he'd put him through, it was cathartic to pretend.