Morose

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Runa Johansson

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Location: Hotel Valhalla - Feast Hall of the Slain -> Outside Helgi's Office
Skills: Amokinesis

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Runa grimaced when they arrived at the reception desk. It was rather horrific. She wasn't by any means used to the amount of death in Hotel Valhalla yet, but seeing the outline of the trace of a body and the way it was treated like an actual crime scene... It made it all uncomfortably real. No one did this sort of thing before from what she knew - death was meaningless, a joke, something trivial. She bit her lip slightly, recalling how she had met the goddess of death in her search for Balder. Hel couldn't have been behind this... right? This was outside of her scope of power... right?

She took a slight step back as the door to Helgi's office opened - Runa had almost jumped, really, as if she had seen a ghost - but it wasn't a ghost at all who came out to greet them. She swallowed thickly. It was one of the gods - Heimdall, she was almost certain. Arnora lied weakly and didn't have too many people coming to her defense, and while Runa normally felt tongue-tied, some small part of her said that she had to speak up. "She's telling the truth, uh, sir," Runa pleaded, unaware that she was charmspeaking - and successfully, too.

The Gifted - Concluded

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@Nallore@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@Framing A Moose@Kirah

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Please check your inboxes for your individual collabs for Episode Two

These collabs are on 10 day counters, based on this post - once this post hits day 10, your collab needs to have been completed + posted.

Tea Time with Magneto & the Miranda collab are both completed - those ones do not have an additional 10 day counter.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Runa Baldurdattir

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Location: Klara's Ship -> Asgard Docks
Skills: N/A

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Runa nodded, not entirely reassured by Klara's words. The All-Father claiming acceptance wasn't always enough on Asgard - something Runa knew all too well. Her grandfather never feared her, but that didn't stop the rest of the realm from believing that Runa was a thing of darkness, a wicked and vile witch, the next Loki who would come for the throne. Odin not thinking such things did not cause everyone to fall in line. And she was not even too certain that Odin would welcome the presence of mortals on Asgard. Odin was used to being worshipped by mortals, not aided by them. Yet she held her tongue. There was no point in arguing otherwise. She spent the time in transit to Asgard sitting with Lance, quietly holding his hand.

When they finally came into view of Asgard, Runa's spirits lifted - she had missed her home more than she had realized. She hadn't been home in a month or so. Asgard was always breathtaking and dazzling to look at. There was no sight on Midgard that could even begin to compare. She glanced over at Klara as Klara dismissed Asgard's splendor - Runa wasn't taken away or anything from seeing her home, but she was incredibly proud to be Asgardian at the same time. "Our home really is beautiful," Runa agreed softly, as Klara directed and docked the ship. She took Lance's hand and headed off the ship with him. As she stepped into view of the guards - the ones Klara had waved at - Runa's heart sank into her stomachs. The guards had stiffened noticeably and started glaring when they saw her.

"We should move quickly," Runa mumbled, looking down at her feet.

That was the one thing she hated about Asgard - almost everyone who wasn't her family was afraid of her and hated her.

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Guin Stark

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Location: Klara's Ship -> Asgard Docks
Skills: Telepathy

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Asgard came into view and Guin practically swooned. She loved space travel and it felt like she was looking at something straight out of a Star Wars movie. The glittering building, the rainbow bridge, it was all completely stunning and amazing. The city was gigantic and it looked like it was essentially floating on a cloud. "Holy fucking shit," Guin said, before whistling slightly. "Maybe we should move to Asgard, babes," she teased Pietro, before giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Do people fall off the rainbow bridge? Is it like rainbow road and super hard to stay on? I'm guessing no one floats you back on up if you fall - is there a giant net maybe?" she inquired. She just had this image of school kids just running around on the bridge and falling off.

Lance's sentiment about the sense of wonder going away was infuriating - one, because this place looked amazing and two, because he was basically bragging about all of his previous space trips. The ship went into the dock and Guin was practically bouncing on the balls of her feet. Yes, she was still upset about being put into an Asgardian dress, but she was also really excited about going and exploring Asgard - and saving the universe, that too. "Wow, Mary, ye of little faith," Guin complained.

I think you can move, as long as you take me with. Also, we definitely have to get souvenirs. If you got me an Asgardian necklace I'd wear it. Ooo too bad we don't have your Star Trek cosplay with us, we could pretend we're exploring a world for the prime directive or whatever it is.

But weren't we told not to mess with anything? So wouldn't that mean no souvenirs since that would likely mean me stealing stuff.

... Do you think they take Venmo here?

Probably not.

Maybe you can just steal something small.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu@Trainerblue192

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May 24th, 2021

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The Geneva Convention.: 8:20 A.M.

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Inside the Presidential Suite...

Princess Anelle stepped into view, shifting back into her ordinary form. She looked like a petite young girl - almost a Princess Zelda type, with braided black locks. She was wearing some clothing she had salvaged from the wreckage of the ship, traditionally garb for members of the Royal Family to wear. She had on a shiny silver headpiece, similar to the scarlet one Wanda Maximoff wore, a green cape, and a sleeveless purple tunic. Large portions of her skin were exposed. This outfit wasn't necessarily designed for combat and protection, as the skrull princess was supposed to be far away from the fighting. "I am on the side of my people," Anelle corrected softly. "The Empress is the one who sees your planet as a holy promised land. She is our common enemy. She will bring my people nothing but death and ruin."

Bonnie was a bit gobsmacked with what Kwassi had said - had someone been telepathically messing with his mind? "No," she told Kwassi, shaking her head. "Nothing about what the skrull did was at all mechanical. There were no hinges. He had no robotic parts or interfaces. It was purely biological. I don't know what you think you saw, but his abilities were similar to that of one of those kid X-Men... Jubilee." Kwassi was giving her a headache. He needed to be evaluated.

She was feeling incredibly irritated at the entire thing. She knew that some people likely saw her as this sweet and innocent person, but at the moment she had half a mind to jab Kwassi with a hypodermic in order to get him to just stop talking. She cringed slightly at what he said to Black Widow. Yes, she had him pinned to the ground, but Bonnie was just rubbed the wrong way by the way Kwassi responded to it. She pinched her nose in distress. Maybe she needed a break.

"You're new at this," Black Widow said, releasing her pin on Kwassi. It wasn't a question or anything like that - just an observation. She knew that a majority of people in the room had saved the world at least once before - Kwassi seemed inexperienced and confused.

"No shit," Tony commented. "And Sullivan? Unfortunately, yes. It's like having a little stalker," he said, rolling his eyes. "If you broke into any system you shouldn't have while I was gone, fess up now. Or I'll call in a drone strike. JARVIS, arm the bombs, chop chop!"

Unfortunately, JARVIS wasn't there to listen - Tony hadn't been able to grab any spare suits of armor.

Raynor and Goose were then able to clear the rest of them, confirming that no one else in the room (besides Anelle) was a skrull or lying about their identity.

"... So you have the princess of the skrull empire here," Raynor observed, raising an eyebrow. He was technically speaking a prince himself, but he didn't advertise that fact. The princess didn't look like much - she seemed young, naive, and inexperienced... a lot like Kwassi from what Raynor had seen actually. "Too bad she was their prisoner, she'd make a good hostage," Raynor added with a slight sigh. "No offense."

"... None taken," Anelle said uncertainly.

"I'm guessing you all have figured out the elephant in the room - also known as the Kree?" Raynor asked. No one had brought it up yet. He didn't know if the other group also knew that they had to play dumb enough to not freak out a separate space empire. They could go to Asgard for help if the Kree came to conquer Midgard, but it would be a galactic war - a war he didn't want Sparky or their child to be anywhere near. He also didn't want to have to ask Odin for help. Returning to Asgard had been... uncomfortable.

"The Kree?" Captain Marvel asked, her eyes widening a little bit. It then all clicked into place for her. "Oh... Shit. That makes this harder." She huffed a bit, kicking at the ground slightly with her toe - and due to her strength, there was then a small little dent in the floor. "If Earth looks like a threat, the Kree'll come and destroy it."

"Yeah, so we have to pretend to be real shit at our jobs - like mates, we gotta fuck up real bad, make it look like it was just dumb luck," Amelia explained. She wasn't one of the science experts, she didn't know about a million different alien civilizations, but she could understand strategy. The Kree and the Skrull Empires were in a massive war together. If Earth kicked the skrulls' asses too easily, the Kree would get scared and try to stop a new threat before it could form. "But don't worry, we got a kickass plan. We're going to use the cats."

Amelia grinned, a bit confused as to why the Avengers and all seemed really... let down by the reveal of her plan.

"The cats?" Director Hill asked.

"Yeah! We found loads more of the flerkens at some racist ass shelter. They're on their way now, some of them had the most adorable kittens, and we're just going to have them identify all of the skrulls for us at the convention today. We just gotta be sloppy about it and once the skrulls are identified... I guess we just beat them up and hope they don't come back?"

This was where Princess Anelle stepped forward. "All you need to do is defeat the Empress... If my people will follow me after her defeat, I will order them to withdraw and leave Earth in safety, you have my word. Your planet will be a recognized ally of the skrull empire."

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Armory
Skills: N/A

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Leda perked up slightly at the idea of painting rainbows onto her armor. Maybe it was a bit derivative of her mother, since her mom was the rainbow goddess, but Leda did adore rainbows. They were little symbols of happiness in her mind. Even in the darkest of times, the most terrible of storms, rainbows could be found as a shining light, a beacon of hope. And all of their colors, they just represented to her a spectrum of possibility, a wide field of answers and joy. She grinned slightly as Kiera wrapped an arm around her. Leda loved having affection like that.

"Hmm, I dunno what comes next, luv. We already got our armor picked out. I guess we could go ahead and pack our bags," Leda said with a shrug. Quests generally needed tons of supplies - even the right amount of supplies was never actually enough. There was always something else that would require more - more weapons, more food, more bandages. It didn't really matter. Nothing was enough. Demigods were always under equipped, no matter how much they packed away beforehand.

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Roman Side of Camp
Skills: N/A

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Nancy frowned. She didn't want to admit that Niah was correct - that Leandra was part of the prophecy. She wanted to complain that prophecies were fluid, always in motion - that Leandra could simply be deleted from one, that she didn't have to be part of their destiny. But in her experience, prophecies were set in stone - one way or another, they always came true. Leandra would be at the shrine with them. That was fate. That couldn't be avoided, no matter how much Nancy hated her. Even if she tried to kill Leandra, the Fates had already decreed Leandra would be at the shrine. She couldn't change that.

A chill ran down her spine as something overtook Leandra. She would have preferred that Leandra be solely responsible for her actions - that it wouldn't have been a form of possession. It would have been easier to hate her that way - to blame her for her actions, hold her accountable, and then exact some sort of punishment, some form of revenge. Nancy frowned, unnerved as her Legionnaires dragged Leandra away. The golden eyes were particularly alarming. "We're properly fucked," Nancy muttered bitterly to Leandra.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Megan Pendragon

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Location: Merlin's Tower
Skills: N/A

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Megan glanced up as she came down the stairs, hearing one of the girls say good morning to her - sadly, Megan couldn't remember her name at all. All she could recall was that the girl had turned into a mermaid or a fish or something the previous day, much to Megan's annoyance as they had been busy trying to rescue Jack. Merlin then started explaining people who were going to various locations, most of them seemingly made up. She tilted her head ever so slightly, trying to piece together what she had missed. Merlin asked if there were any questions, but Jack's statement filled in the gaps. It was time, then. They were meeting their parents.

The very idea made Megan feel like she was filled with knots and scorpions - and not in a fun way. And then, after receiving some clothing from Merlin, the mermaid girl came back and announced that they were all going together... Megan assuming that meant Mermaid Girl, Jack, and herself - until she caught a glimpse towards another girl and realized they may have a fourth. "... I'll go grab my things then..." Megan said, before going back up the stairs, her chest feeling tight as she gathered her possessions, and then went back down.

There were portals now? And they didn't seem to have labels? And necklaces? The entire thing was giving Megan a headache and she gave her brother a look - a look that Megan would have as a kid when she was frustrated, cranky, and feeling out of her depth.

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Runa Johansson

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Location: Hotel Valhalla - Feast Hall of the Slain
Skills: N/A

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Runa nodded at Nadia's quiet comment about Dalisay - she didn't have the best opinion of Dalisay, and it was only slightly tempered by the fact that Klara was friends with her. She didn't understand how Klara could be friends with someone who Nadia felt so strongly opposed to, but Klara had been around for a while. Maybe Dalisay had some sort of redeeming quality that Runa and Nadia just weren't aware of. Runa wasn't too sure when Dalisay had died, although she couldn't imagine a medieval person named Dalisay.

She couldn't remember ever being in Helgi's office before - she had no idea what to expect from the place either. She wondered what sort of possessions Helgi would keep, although she guessed that it wouldn't be too different from the things the rest of them held onto. They were all dead - some more than others now sadly. Runa shook her head at Astrid's question - she didn't know anything about the killings, where they had happened or if there was anything connecting them. All she knew was pretty much the information that her father had shared with everyone not too long ago.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Runa Baldurdattir

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Location: Klara's Ship
Skills: Asgardian Magic

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Runa frowned slightly, considering the argument posed for beginning a search in Asgard. It had a certain amount of logic and reasoning to it, but it was also by no means foolproof. There were strong magical entities across the galaxy, other places where it could be easy to hide an infinity stone - the thought of encountering one sent a chill down her spine. She knew the madness and destruction her uncle, Loki, had caused on Midgard with such a weapon. She didn't want to see what horrors someone else could unleash with one... this disintegration of realities... It was wrong.

But she also couldn't think of anything else that powerful. "Perhaps some Asgardian in clothing for everyone would be in order - mortals are not typically welcomed on Asgard, but a change in dress may make things easier." She then focused, hoping that her magics would behave normally, and she cast a spell. Suddenly, everyone would be in more Asgard appropriate attire - wearing looks that would not be out of place in Odin's court. Runa herself was wearing a black dress, rather similar to what her grandmother, Frigga, might have been seen wearing aside from the color.

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Guin Stark

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Location: Klara's Ship
Skills: Telepathy

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The argument for heading to Asgard was as good as any. "Maybe Odin can do his magic mumbo-jumbo and figure things out even if the asshole isn't hiding there," Guin said with a shrug. "Do you think we'd have a quick time for a photo op on the Rainbow Bridge? Speaking as a bi person, that'd be hella cool for my Twitter profile, although it is a bit late for Pride... Or early, I guess." She was deflecting her own fear of the entire situation with humor and jokes, a time honored coping mechanism in the Stark Family. At Pietro's comment, she replied, Just try not to steal anything, babe. Thor might show up and kick your ass.

Wow, so much faith in me Guina.

When Runa cast her spell, Guin's clothing was changed from an outfit she was comfortable in to an Asgardian purple dress. Guin wrinkled her nose, staring as she picked at the drape like fabric. "Ewww? A fucking dress? What do I look like, a space Barbie?" Guin complained.

I don't think it's that bad, it looks nice, Pietro responded mentally to her.

Guin shot Pietro somewhat of an annoyed glare. I feel like a princess, she grumbled.

And that is wrong because?

I don't want to be a princess - they all just sigh and fall onto couches and wait for people to rescue them. Also, I can't fight in a dress, I'll trip over my feet. It's impractical.

And?

Guin huffed. This was reminding her more of Wanda's world - where Pietro had just wanted her to wear pretty dresses and not do anything that might break a nail. I don't like it.

You'll live, we need to kind of blend in anyway, hopefully.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Armory
Skills: N/A

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Leda laughed. "Nah, I meant - do you think this is more like lingerie or armor, not which one you'd rather I wear," she explained. She then changed into the armor as Kiera had requested, feeling a little bit silly - but armor always made her feel silly. It really hadn't been appropriately updated with the times, meaning she felt like she was about to perform Shakespeare in the Park or something like that. And she was really picky when it came to armor - that didn't help either. "You are right though, babe - I look smashing in gold," she agreed. She always adored gold over silver - it seemed to have more vibrance to it, more light, more color.

"Hmm, kinda reminds me of the Romans, but I think it'll keep your bits safe," Leda appraised. She then shrugged slightly at Kiera's question about college. "I dunno. Greek demigods don't usually survive that long. And us kids of Iris aren't really planners, we just kinda... go where the vibe takes us. So I guess if I'm alive, maybe. But I might not be. Or maybe I will be but I'll buy a van and travel the country giving out rainbow swag to my fellow queers. What about you?"

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Roman Side of Camp
Skills: N/A

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Nancy huffed, not angry at Niah, more angry at how her power was limited. This was the only time she would want to act without senatorial oversight, the one situation where she believed she could just make the decision and the universe would be better for it. Leandra wasn't just a megabitch - she was a traitor, someone who was actively trying to sabotage everything they worked for - to cause Mads to die... to cause countless hundreds if not thousands of demigods to perish. Nancy wasn't even certain sentencing Leandra to exile was good enough. It'd be all the safer to kill her. "I'm going to kill her," Nancy muttered to Niah. She didn't know if she wanted Niah to advise her not to do that or to start thinking about where they could hide the body.

They had a small audience now. "Leandra stole the gem from the Legion, an action that would endanger us all," Nancy explained sharply - her anger not directed at those asking, but instead at the child of Cupid. She knew Leandra hated her, but she had always (falsely apparently) assumed that Leandra wouldn't endanger Rome with anything beyond inaction. "Restrain her. We'll need to create a cell for now. And convene the Senate - this needs to go to trial. She committed treason against the Legion, against New Rome, against the gods."

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu@Trainerblue192

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May 24th, 2021

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The Geneva Convention.: 8:10 A.M.

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Inside the Presidential Suite...

"You'd be surprised at the damage some people do to the toilet in the suites," Tony quipped, replying directly towards Evelyn's comment about it being weird for cleaning staff to have weapons. "It's me, by the way. The leader of the Avengers. So you all will want to... oh yay, we have a cat. The cat clearly knows who the good guys are."

"The cat is a flerken," Captain Marvel corrected Tony. They had all pretty much unmasked by now, allowing everyone to see who everyone was. "... And I think belongs to Director Fury."

"He also has a unique mechanic the GM gave him of being able to detect skrulls with 100% accuracy," She-Hulk commented. The rest of her group more or less had learned to ignore the odd things that she said by now. In many ways, she reminded them of Wade Wilson aka Deadpool - always talking about these odd GMs (probably some sort of spiritual deity or something?) and whatnot.

"That is Fury's cat," Hill confirmed. "Goose is... special."

"Flerken," Captain Marvel repeated. "Interdimensional stomachs, tons of tentacles. Deadlier than most species in the galaxy, including terrans."

Niah would be able to see the last few weeks of events for Maria, confirming she wasn't a skrull. And thanks to the contact, Maria would be able to pick up Niah's blind sense temporarily, allowing Maria to find things accurately even in total darkness.

"I'm not trying to get hurt!" Raynor grumbled. He really wasn't. It was a bit embarrassing for him. He was an Asgardian - he was supposed to be the toughest of the group but lately, he had only been able to really function as a lie detector. It was basically just a tiny little parlor trick, not something that he particularly prided himself on. Sure, he was the God of Lies but he didn't really think of himself that way - he thought of himself as Raynor, future husband of Sparky. She was his world and his reason for being.

Goose rushed ahead into the room and Raynor looked at Sparky, hesitating for a moment as he didn't know what to say. He settled for tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, before heading into the suite with the others. Goose seemed to be completely happy in Flynn's arms - Raynor's eyes darted around, taking in about a full team of Avengers and most of the Fantastic Four.

"... Robot? Did I miss something?" Raynor asked, incredibly confused by what Kwassi had said. Black Widow had wasted no time in disarming Kwassi, doing so effortlessly and pinning him to the ground.

"We're fighting robots?" Amelia asked, also very confused. She hadn't heard anything about this unit fighting robots and she had thought that skrulls were aliens, not machines. "... Oh, did you mix up this bloke with Stark? They do kinda look alike, loads of white people do, honest mistake," she told Kwassi, smiling at him kindly. It was the only explanation that made sense to her. Iron Man was sorta like a robot - just a robot with a man on the inside - and he kinda looked like the dude the cat was all cozy with (was his name... Finn? Milton? Biff?), just a bit older.

"I look nothing like him," Tony protested. "And you all better be done with robots - not that I read any files I downloaded from SHIELD servers as a bed time story for myself... but really, one problem at a time, people."

"...Of course you did, Stark," Hill sighed, pinching her nose. "If we're assuming the cat is right, then I'm guessing everyone in this room is fine... I don't like guessing, so explain to me what is going on."

Bonnie had lost a bit of respect for Kwassi after he called Flynn a robot. It wasn't because she was dating him or anything like that - more of that she didn't know how he had drawn that conclusion. The Flynn they had encountered earlier had been a skrull. There weren't any robots or LMDs involved in this crisis to their knowledge. It seemed like Kwassi was going out of his way to erode her opinion of him, consistently going ever downward.

But she didn't say anything like that. Instead, her mind was going a million miles a minute - thinking through the odds in which there would be a skrull in this room that Goose wouldn't notice... but also just looking at Flynn, the man she had thought was... was dead. "I thought you might have died," she told him, knowing the others could hear.