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Oliver Sullivan





Location: Common Room
Skills: Insight, hacking


Oliver blinked. He was on... the nice list? He supposed he was polite enough to Mr. Pool, but it still surprised him that the bar was that low. His face quickly turned to a scowl, however, as Deadpool ran off with the presents. "Hey!" He called out after him, "You can't take those, they're not yours!" When his pleas to Deadpool's better self didn't pan out, he immediately went to figure out who this guy was. Flipping open his phone, he started figuring out exactly who this guy was. Pulling up whatever he could, he quickly found out that this was a well known person to SHIELD. Reading what was in front of him, he started to formulate a plan.

In a few moments, Oliver found himself into Wade's Twitter account. "Yeah, I think I might be able to get him to come to us. Gimmie a second." Gearing up to write a status for his new friend, he thought for a moment, and then started to type, before realizing he had no idea how to troll Deadpool well. "I'm in his Twitter account, anybody have any ideas what I could tweet out to piss him off?" He asked the group, "I figure if we get him angry enough, we can get him to come back here." He held his phone out, ready to offer it up if anyone had any bright ideas.


Sylvia Maeve

Location: Diner
Skills: N/A


Mab raised an eyebrow in surprise. This woman had gotten a letter as well? That felt incredibly unlikely. They had thought that there couldn't be many other people who got a letter like this, but this was odd. Maybe, they considered, everyone in town had gotten a letter like this, but that still wouldn't explain how they had known their name. Thanking Rose for the food, she nodded and said, "Thanks," before biting into it.

"This is all too weird." Mab said, talking through their food. They were endlessly curious about this now, and they wanted an explanation as soon as possible. "Rose and I were thinking of heading over there today to find out what's going on, would you want to join us?" They asked. This still didn't trust Sierra very much, but the more that went, the less they had to worry about, they wagered. If this was something really bad, they figured ti'd be harder to take down three people than it would be to take down two.


I'd apologize for using Miranda as a face claim, but also no.

Arthur Stanford






Location: Zeus's Cabin



Arthur nodded weakly at Andy. That sounded like something to do to keep his mind off of all of this. "I... yeah sure." He said, clearly drained from all of this. He knew that they still had to go to get Ash's stuff. He was grateful for Leda's offer to go with him, he didn't think he could be alone in there right now. He nudged Andy and said, "We're going to need to grab Ash's stuff first though, okay?" His heart felt heavy in his chest, like living itself required a new burden for him to bear. The permanence of what had happened was beginning to set in; there would be a time before Ash's death, and the rest of his life after.

The idea of him going back to his cabin tonight still seemed too much for him, and he looked nervously over at Leda. "Do... do I need to sleep in my cabin tonight?" He didn't like showing vulnerability like that, but he didn't think he was strong enough to go it alone in there. "It's just... I'm the only kid in there and..." He found himself trailing off, unable to really complete his thoughts on the matter. He hoped that Leda would understand the source of his discomfort, even if articulating it was hard.


Sylvia Maeve

Location: Diner
Skills: N/A


Stuck at the table, waiting for food, Mab drummed their fingers on the table. Briefly, they startred to run through the idea of calling in other favors to have people accompany them to the park. Amassing an army for something like this was probably overkill, they reasoned, and moreso, the more they involved other people, the more likely their name would get out. Still, they liked the idea of being able to do something like that, even if it was ultimately a bad idea.

As their stomach grumbled, they half wanted to go out to talk to Rose, but they kept themselves from doing so. Being away from the table when their food was ready might make people think they dined and dashed. It wasn't like they hadn't done that before, of course, but they didn't want to do that where Rose worked. It would make her look bad, and she deserved better than that from Mab. So at their table they stayed, hoping Rose would come back to explain their game plan soon.



Oliver Sullivan





Location: Common Room
Skills:


Normally, Oliver might latch onto the things Bonnie had told him, the idea of alternate histories and evil robots sounding unendingly interesting. However, the crashing of a man from the roof to the floor distracted him. Taking an immediate step back, he went briefly went into panic mode. After all, he wasn't especially suited for any kind of field work, and there was an armed intruder in front of them. However, his teammate's reactions seemed to be more of exasperation or frustration than anything serious.

Focused now on Deadpool more than anybody else here, he found himself cracking a smile at his comments. looking for exactly what to say to the masked man, he opened his mouth, only to laugh, and say ,"Sorry, it's Deadpool right?" He started to say, "Why are you here again? Do you need some kind of help?" He figured that somebody wouldn't illegally enter a S.H.I.E.L.D base unless they had a death wish or needed something, and assuming it wasn't the former, he always loved to help with problems whenever he could. In all honesty, he was a bit disappointed to see that Tinley wanted him game, but he wasn't about to openly contradict his superior.
Arthur Stanford






Location: Zeus's Cabin



Taking a step back, arthur nodded. He didn't feel great about having to bury his sister, but maybe, he thought, it would help him. This might give him some kind of closure, but he knew it'd be hard as hell to do. Pushing his thoughts away from that, he contemplated Leda's proposition: Finding somebody to teach him how to use his powers would help him survive but, after what just happened, he didn't want to be raise the dead again for awhile. He felt like if he did something like that again, he wouldn't be able to handle it.

How he was going to honor Ash, he had no idea. He could think of things she liked, but what that meant in the context of putting his sister to rest, he had no idea. "If... we're gonna be burning her body, maybe we could put some things she would've liked along with her." He said, uncertainly. "She had a backpack she was really fond of that's back in the cabin." His voice died out as he said that. The once refined and quiet allure of the mausoleum-esque halls of the Hades cabin now seemed like an icy tomb for him and him alone. The thought of spending the coming night by himself in that place seemed impossible, and scared him to death at the thought of it.


Sylvia Maeve

Location: Diner
Skills: N/A


Mab watched as Sierra walked away with Rose, and Willow made her way out. Mab was under the impression that they were going to talk to her, but they must have misunderstood. Shrugging, they decided they were just going to wait for the food, and thought that if Rose had anything to say to them, it'd be brought to their attention when their food came out. In the meantime they took a few moments to calm themselves. They didn't want to risk having a panic attack over all of this.

The more they reflected on it, they weren't sure they were happy about bringing Rose in on this, if only because it kept them from storming off tho figure out what on Earth was going on. Granted, this was probably a good thing, they didn't know what they were getting into after all. But still, they hated waiting, and even more, they hated the idea of people they didn't know knowing things about them. The idea upset them, if not just straight creeped them out, given how much of a private person they were. They kept going over their memories in their head, trying to come up with who this could possible be.



Oliver Sullivan





Location: Common Room
Skills: Perception, stealth.


Oliver gave a quizzical look over to Bonnie as he obviously didn't drink. "I'm sorry what?" He asked, looking around the room as several people drank to that. He'd yet to be briefed on the particulars of what this unit had been through, but that sounded terribly interesting. "You can't just drop a bomb like that and not say anything else, somebody spill." That sounded out of scope for them by a long shot, so this caught his interest for sure. He quietly took a sip, and then another at Harry's turn. It wasn't that he meant to set things on fire, it was just part of the creative process sometimes.

Looking over at Tinley, he nodded. Food sounded good right now, unpacking all his stuff didn't leave much time to eat, so he was on an empty stomach. That, combined with the fact that he wasn't much of a drinker, and was a major lightweight, meant he was starting to feel his drink a little bit. That being said, he did see that Tinley semed off. This confused him for a moment, before he understood why. There were thumps coming from the roof. Placing his drink down for a moment, he gave her a careful look. He wasn't daft by any stretch of the imagination, and that was a sound that they definitely shouldn't be hearing.

Not wanting to break rank, in case there was something bad about to happen, he switched to a more professional demeanour. With grace inherited from his people's endless years of oppressing the masses of the world, he approached Tinley, and quietly asked, "I heard that too, anything I should do, team leader?" He wanted to make it clear he was asking her as his superior, looking for direction. He wanted to imagine that nothing bad would happen, given the holiday, but the universe rarely acted according to anybody's schedule.
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