[center][h3][b][color=ff48a5]Mary Sue Sullivan[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://image.film.at/images/cfs_landscape_616w_347h/7106616/46-149344534.jpg
[/img][hr][b][color=ff48a5]Location:[/color][/b] Framework Area
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	Waves of nausea crashed over both of the Mary Sue's as the laws of time themselves wracked their way through her very being. [i]Why[/i] the consequences of being a time criminal seemed to impart stomach issues was something she had no understanding off, but both of her did what she could to avoid eye contact with her double. "[color=ff48a5]If that's the case,[/color]" Ms. Sullivan began, hating the sound of her own voice in her ears, "[color=ff48a5]Maybe I should go collect bonus Andy and Zari, while you two keep an eye on her?[/color]" Mary Sue suggested, "[color=ff48a5]Or would we be affected by this... time sickness regardless?[/color]"

	Bonus Mary Sue wasn't doing much better either, and was incredibly confused by the situation in front of her. Her dad had, perhaps in one of his more delirious moments warned her about skrulls before, and their penchant for copying other people, but she didn't think that was what was going on here. Did they say they were time travelers? Future versions of her and her friends? "[color=ff48a5]Hey, if there's anything I can do[/color]" She forced out, staggering back a bit, "[color=ff48a5]Please feel free to let me know.[/color]" Her eyes bulged a bit, borderline incapacitated from the sickness she was experiencing.