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Arthur Stanford






Location: Climbing Tower -> Arena
Skills: N/A



Arthur nodded at Andy. He supposed he should learn how to actually use these things before he had to use them against monsters. He didn't want to hurt Andy, but he was pretty sure he could find a tree to lob them at, or, if things came down to it, he could try to summon something to attack, but he really didn't want to have to do that. Between reanimating the dragon at the roman camp, and trying to bring his sister back, it really seemed like he didn't have a good track record with that power. He didn't want to think of it as defacto evil, but it was hard not to at this point.

"Yeah, let's go do that." He agreed, stuffing the bag of marbles back in his pocket, and starting off in the direction of the Arena, not at all minding getting away from the Goddess. As time passed, Andy and Arthur practiced with the marbles for the rest of the afternoon, and he was honestly just to spend the rest of his time with her. He didn't know if they'd both make it back or not, but he had to assume that they would. They had to; he refused to go on without her. As they waited after training, Arthur was quiet, just enjoying her presence while he could.


Oliver Sulivan and Niah Bautista




Physical therapy had been rough, but Niah could walk again. She was determined too. She entered the gym at work and stared at the treadmill. She was going to get back into running. She missed it too much. After a moment of stretching and testing the leg, she felt satisfied and started the treadmill, going slow at first. It was easier to start on the treadmill because she could control the speed and angle and if she needed to tap out she wouldn't have to worry about trying to get back to work.

Stepping into the gym, Oli looked for a brief moment to see Niah, and flinched for a moment. He didn't particularly want to exercise in front of other people, but he had to get better, and not be a liability to the team. He didn't want something like the White House to happen again, and that meant actually getting his body into some kind of shape. Superpowers had been a crutch for him ever since he got them, and he needed to learn to be independent without them. Almost as a joke, he stepped on the treadmill next to Niah, turned it on, and said, "I don't know if this counts as exercise for me, what do you think?" as he started to walk on it.

Niah laughed. "Hello Oli. You still burn calories. What you should do though is not train for speed, but control. Also considering your charley horse you should stretch." She gave him a humorous smile. "I can give you some tips if you'd like. I'm really in the deep of getting back into shape." Her humor didn't leave her voice as she referenced the damage that had been done to her.

Oli laughed back and said, "That's... probably a good point. I've been reading what I can, but I'd still appreciate some pointers if you could toss them out." He said, powering down the treadmill, and elevating his leg by stepping off, and putting his foot forward, and twisting his hip a bit, stretching his calf. "I kinda got thrown into all this field work, I'm used to being behind a computer, but that feels like a waste when I can zip around like I can, you know?"

Niah understood exactly where Oli was coming from. She slowed down her own treadmill until she was walking and then took a step to the side carefully, she kept a hand on the rail not entirely trusting her balance yet. "Oh believe me I understand. I am used to being in a lab. My powers blended themself to it quite well too." She took a sip of water from her water bottle and then said, "As for stretches I recommend calf and quad stretches as some of the most important. You want to be gentle with the stretch and not overdo it, that is just as bad." Niah continued to explain stretching some. She told Oli, "I used to run every morning. Maria and I often would run together. Without her living here I don't have a running partner anymore." Matt ran too, but the two of them didn't get along well.

Oliver smiled at the tips, and tried to put them into action, feeling a pop out of back of his leg, and he made a small, surprised noise. He needed to learn more about his body and how to actually take care of that, so his joints didn't crack like pop rocks whenever he was gearing up for a fight. Nodding at Niah he said, "You know, if there's one thing I'm suddenly very good at, it's running. I'm pretty sure I can keep up with you as much as you need." Oliver said that, but he didn't actually know if that was true or not. For all he knew, his lungs might give out the moment he tried to run without using his powers.

Niah smiled. It would be nice to have someone to run properly with again. "Running in San Francisco is a whole different beast from anywhere else. I haven't tried since..." She started to trail off, "Well not since I lost my leg. Mostly because I know if I get to the point where I can't anymore I'll have to rely on the tech to bring me back and I should be careful about using it." She had played around with it in the lab with Sparky, but that wasn't the same as being out in the field. "What do you say to a jog over to a bubble tea place and back?"

Oli nodded at her, he didn't think he'd ever had bubble tea before, being the welshman he was, he wasn't opposed to any sort of tea. Besides, he'd been wanting to spend more time with Niah, after barely surviving an encounter with a monster from hell, he felt like they should have quality time that didn't endanger their lives. "Let's do it!" he agreed, happy to get outside today. He'd been wanting to try some actual running anyway, find out what it's like to jog around anywhere at a speed that didn't make the rest of the world seem like it was standing still.

Niah swung by her room and grabbed a bag, she already had her water bottle for the gym. There wasn't much reason to get out of the gym clothes since they were going to be jogging. She gave Oli time to get his own things that he might want for the jog. Once they were on the streets she smiled at Oli and said. "Alright, if you get worn down while we're jogging we can slow down. I know I probably will too." She turned and while Oli couldn't see her face she chewed on her lip worrying. Her hand almost started toward the new necklace but she caught herself. "Let's go." She said and started a slow-paced jog.

Having only just stretched and already leaving so soon, Oliver didn't have anything he needed to grab before leaving. He didn't think he was going to get worn down, but as much as his mind liked to toil over things, he hadn't actually taken much time to understand the physical mechanisms by which his body allowed him to zip around, so he didn't open his mouth with any form of snark, in case he got winded after a few minutes. Following not far behind her, Oliver didn't have any trouble keeping up. He felt like he could go faster, but didn't signal that. Instead, he just enjoyed the jog with her, taking in the city and the day. As they got to bubble tea, Oli realized he had no idea how to order a drink that he had no real conception of, and turned to Niah to say, "Um... so, could you order for me? I'm not quite sure what to get." He realized that might sound dumb or flirty, and he rubbed the back of his head, trying to keep himself from blushing.

The jog was nice. She could tell she was getting worn down faster than she used to and would probably have to walk back to Headquarters, but at least she had done this much. "Hm, you should try a basic one for your first try. How sugary and how much ice do you like your drinks?" When they got to the front of the line. Niah ordered two drinks. One was fairly basic with sugar and ice to Oliver's liking, but she made sure there was boba in it so he could try it. For herself, she ordered a Nutella Milk Tea with high sugar and low ice with boba.

While they waited Niah decided to chat with Oliver. The jog itself hadn't led to much conversation as they were keeping their breath under control. "You handled that really well." She smiled, and considered what some of her thoughts had been since the incident at the hospital. She was ready to live her life. "We should go for dinner. If you're interested." She could tell her sentence was going to get away from her if she wasn't careful. "That is to say, I would be interested in dinner with you." God please don't let this be a HR nightmare.

Oliver poked curiously at the bubbles in his tea with the straw. He didn't think he'd ever actually had tapioca, but it was oddly chewy in his mouth. He didn't hate it, but he didn't totally get it either. It certainly was fun, and sweet, and tea, so he wouldn't be opposed to getting it again in the future. At the question, Oliver swallowed hard in surprise. He was not expecting her to be that forward in any universe. Thinking quickly for a moment, his head ran through the different possibilities. If he said no, things would be awkward for the rest of the time they worked together, but if he said yes, things would probably be fine, unless their relationship ended in tragedy. That all being said, he wanted to have dinner with her, and so he said, "What a coincidence, I am also interested in having dinner with you. How about we grab some Thai?" He hoped that didn't sound clunky or awkward, but that was about the best he had.

Niah smiled and her shoulders relaxed a little. "I like Thai. Sorry if I came off as forward, but I've decided that I don't want regrets. I've spent so much of my life debating over questions and not living. My last relationship..." She trailed off a bit. "It ended before it could really begin. He died during the Phase Three testing." She told Oliver honestly. Since he hadn't been around for that she figured he should know.

Oliver smiled at what she said, "Honestly, that makes sense, and I'm right there with you." He admitted, "After the attack on Cardiff, and the cancer scare with my mom, and almost getting murdered by a demon bear in a twisted nightmare hospital... well, my point is, life in our line of work is too dangerous to not actually live." The color drained from his face at hearing that from her though, and said, "I'm sorry to hear that." He wasn't quite sure what else he could say about that, not wanting to come off as insensitive. IT felt too soon to promise he wasn't going to die, especially because he didn't know if that would be true or not.

"It isn't your fault." She gave him a smile. Niah was joking obviously. "I left the team for a while because I needed some time, but ironically the demon bear did a better job of getting me to deal with everything I've seen." She gave a shrug. "You've had to deal with a lot too. It has been rough. But we've figured it out. The future is unknown right. We just have now."

A look of faux relief at being absolved of responsibility for the death of the person he'd never met danced across his face, before saying, "Yeah, the demon bear kinda helped me too." Oliver started to say, and then tacked on. "I think.. that might be a new sentence. I sincerely doubt any human has ever put those words together in that order before." He chuckled to himself, before continuing, "I think, oddly, a part of me is scared of turning into, or at least, being seen by people who don't know me as being the same as Thanos. The last thing I want is to be tossed in the Raft because the government decides I'm too much of a risk to be free." Oliver frowned, and sipped down some more tea. "But, yeah, the only way to the future is to live through the present, right?."

Niah nodded as Oliver explained what he was afraid of. She wanted to promise that she'd never let them, but she had tried once before to get someone out of the Raft. That had failed miserably. If she had just been able to get him to work for SHIELD not against it. A regret that there wasn't anything she could do about it now. "You're reasonable to have that fear. I'm not worried about you being evil. I've seen you struggle to make sure the right thing is done. All you can do is keep fighting against people's assumptions of you. Remind them that this place is your home and you want to protect it." She smiled. That's all she wanted was just to protect Earth and those she loved. "Remember what Dr. Larson said about protecting just one person. That's what matters. It can be an idea or a place too. As long as you have something to hold onto in the world."

Oliver smiled at her words, and said, "I just... I never thought I'd be a ... hero? That word feels weird." He admitted, but what else do you call somebody with superpowers fighting for the fate of his planet? "I kinda intended to be off to the side most of my life, but more than anything, think a lot about the reason Thanos came to kill me, I'm supposed to kill him? It just wasn't ever what I planned." He shrugged, and then continued, "But hey, if I gotta only protect one thing, how about I protect the entire universe from him?" Oliver suggested jokingly, knowing that he way overscoping himself on that.

Niah understood exactly where Oliver was coming from. She snickered at his joke. "A lot of the old prophecies were self-fulfilling. I believe Thanos has done this to himself. He has made an enemy of you, and you would not have been before." She took a sip of her tea savoring the sweetness. "But I understand where you are coming from. I'm a Forensic Scientist first. I expected to be in a lab most of my life. Joining Phase Three put me on a very different path. When I took time off from the team I couldn't stand seeing you guys leaving and going to fight, on the moon, without me. I couldn't stand knowing you had one less person helping." She shook her head. "That's why I came back. Now I know I'll most likely die in the field. But I'll die doing what I love and have dedicated myself to doing. Being a SHIELD." She grinned at her own joke. "You'll be great at protecting the Universe."

Oliver rolled his eyes playfully at the pun, "Using a backronym for a pun is cheating." He pointed out, before finishing off his tea and throwing the cup in a nearby garbage. "Well, Niah, I appreciate your vote of confidence, and balk at the true immensity of the task in front of me, saving the Universe and all." He said, laughing a bit, "Let's hope I'm not the universe's only hope, but I'll give it my best effort." And with that, Oli and Niah committed to going on their first date, setting the stage for what would hopefully be a long and fruitful relationship.
Arthur Stanford






Location: Climbing Tower
Skills: N/A



Arthur shook his head, not wanting to ask anything more of the goddess in front of him. He figured he'd have to ask either Hades or Thanatos anyway. He'd start with dear old dad, and if he couldn't get anything from him, then he'd have to ask Thanatos. In the meantime, looking in Greece did sound like a good guess, but he also had no idea how he was going to get to Greece, and go on a quest. Those two things seemed mutually exclusive, and not worth spending resources on when they already had so many other leads to follow between the different aspects of the prophecy.

"Um, thank you for your advice though." He said, still feeling sheepish and nervous. Thanking the goddess for help seemed to be the best long term survival plan, so that was what he went with. He hoped at least that his father would be upset with his wife if his progeny was killed by her, but he honestly didn't know if Hades particularly cared about his general well being. He figured, upon further thought, that the king of the underworld probably didn't care much about whether he lived or died, since, of course, him being dead just meant he would be around Hades more.



Oliver Sullivan





Location: Inside Presidential Suite
Skills: N/A


As Goose vomited the Empress onto the ground, Oliver was already getting ready to perform an execution. His mind was racing with possibilities, ready to phase his hands through her neck and rip her head off, or any number of gruesome brutalities, but he was shocked by several of the things that happened before him, namely the transformation of the skrull empress into a hulk-esque monster. That dampered pretty much all of what he would want to try, not having many contingencies for iron-skinned rage beasts. His immediate plan was to find something sharp and try to phase it into her, but it seemed like Maria and the president actually had everything on lock.

As Maris seemed to kill the Empress with a touch, watching the life force literally drain out of her and into Maria, Oliver had moon flashbacks for a moment, remembering how Sparky had also borderline annihilated somebody with her own powers. It was for sure one of his blind spots, not knowing the mass of power that his team possesed, and for sure something that he had to reassess in the future. Feeling the whiplash from how quickly that had ended, Oliver cracked his fingers and said, "Well uh, that was... anti-climatic. Anybody who doesn't have a tiny human in them, wanna grab a drink?" He asked, personally borderline incapable of actually becoming intoxicated due to his metabolism.
Arthur Stanford






Location: Climbing Tower
Skills: N/A



Arthur was visibly surprised that it wasn't Persephone who sent them the letter and gift, but he took it in stride. "Oh, um, well, there is something you could help us with, if you'd like." He said, starting to talk, trying very hard not to think about the power differential between the two of them. "We're in need of the Doors of Death, and well, maybe you know where those are? Or could you ask... Dad?" He still felt weird saying that about Hades, but it was the most accurate descriptor that he thought would result in the least immediate backlash from Persephone, so he went with that.

He also waved at Stella with Andy, eager to meet and talk to her when he got the chance, but he wanted to devote his attention to Persephone for now. He was clearly nervous about talking to a Goddess, but being too obvious about that fact made him worried. He didn't want to seem disrespectful, or even that he expected that her help would be guaranteed from the outset. Her help was important in finding the doors, and so was not being turned into the possum by her, or any number of terrible fates that the divine could bequeath unto mortals.



Oliver Sullivan





Location: Inside Presidential Suite
Skills: N/A


An Oli of months or even weeks ago would have shuddered at Tony's threat, but he merely exhaled and said, "Trust me. I do." Yelling at the infantile god of a man right now would only make things worse, and they had more important things to worry about than the ego of Stark being bruised from him breaking into a system in his pursuit to help save the world. On the much more important note of dealing with the skull threat, he felt iffy about trying to negotiate peace between the intergalactic Hatfields and Mccoys, but that might be the best for everyone, even if he didn't make it a top priority over the safety of the planet.

A brief alternative plan ran through his head, instead, if they killed the queen, they could stage a fake battle with the newly allied skrulls, and make the confrontation look as close as they wanted, but then he stopped, a pause in his thoughts. He thought back to the fears he saw in the hospital, and evil Oliver, one that stopped caring about any form of greater good. It occurred to him that, being jaded, or singularly focused on goals regardless of the broader consequences was exactly the sort of thing that would lead to him becoming that. With that in mind, he nodded and said, "If we need an Earth representative, I can't think of anybody better than Steve Rogers." he suggested. He was just about the most moral man he could think of, his integrity would make him excellent for the job.
Arthur Stanford






Location: Woods -> Climbing Tower
Skills: N/A



Arthur nodded at Andy, and tucked the bag in his pocket. That would be a good combination attack, and he needed things that he could fight with that weren't knives. He didn't want to be so abjectly violent. But a swarm of metallic objects getting hit by a lightning bolt sounded like a very good way to deal with all kinds of threats. He liked the modularity that this new weapon provided, and he would begrudgingly thank whatever entity gave them to him. Spiteing deities who give you gifts seemed like an obviously way to get cursed or murdered, so he'd stay away from it.

As they approached the climbing tower and saw the goddess, Arthur was initially confused at why she was there, and then it clicked for him. She was the wife Hades, or, consort, however that worked. She was the one who summoned him here, and she was probably the one who gave him the marbles. She may also know where the doors are, so he had to approach her, one way or another. Approaching her, he stumbled over his words for a moment, saying, "Hi... step-mother? Persephone? Goddess? I'm sorry, I'm not totally sure how to address you. I'm um, pretty sure I got your gift and message so... thank you for that." There was a fear running through him, but this was what he had to do.



Oliver Sullivan





Location: Inside Presidential Suite
Skills: N/A


It didn't exactly surprise Oliver that Tony was willing to call in a drone strike over Oliver being good enough to make the God of technology bleed, of all the Avengers, Anthony Edward Stark had the largest ego by far. But, by this point, he was used to being threatened by Iron man, even if the one who'd been threatening him may or may not have been a skrull, he was still unclear on that fact, so he just said, "I may or may not have looked through the Avengers databases... several times. All for the greater good, I promise." He said dryly, and he wasn't wrong, but honesty was better, he knew he couldn't hide anything from Iron Man in the long term.

Focusing more on the Skrull princess in front of them, he frowned. He didn't want to seem space racist or anything, but he was just about done with these aliens. This was war, and he didn't like the idea of trusting her, but it would probably be the best option to make sure the Skrull leave. "Cut off the head of the snake and the body will die, I get that but, wouldn't us being a skrull ally make us a target for the Kree? Or are they gonna leave us alone?" Oliver's number one priority, at the end of the day, was Earth remaining free, and he wanted to maximize the chances of that.
Arthur Stanford






Location: Woods
Skills: N/A



Arthur held Andy's hand tight, and gave Mads a side hug, not letting Andy go even for a moment. He nodded at her, and said, "Thank you so much, I'll check in with any info I can get on where The Doors might be, hopefully I'll have something before we have to leave, but if not, I'll keep trying and send an Iris message when I have something." That was the play, the best he could tell. He couldn't think of any other way to try to go about it, at least. A part of him wondered if Apollo might be able to lend information, the location of a legendary object would seem to him to fall into the domain of the god of prophecy, but that would be a fall back.

As Mads walked away and the bag and book materialized on the ground, and looked down at it, picking it up to inspect it. Reading the note within, he turned to Andy and said, "Change of plans, Climbing tower, somebody wants one of us, and I'm not a fan of ignoring magical books that pop up out of nowhere. But also! Marbles." He said, reaching into the bag and pulling out a fistful, before handing them to Andy to show what had materialized in front of them, briefly letting her go, before gesturing off in the direction of the tower, ready to go towards it when she was.



Oliver Sullivan





Location: Outside Presidential Suite -> Inside Presidential Suite
Skills: N/A


As they they started to launch into introductions and initial tests, a thing connected in Oliver's brain. There was a solid chance that he'd only ever been caught hacking by skrull Tony Stark, in which case, he was totally clean with the real Tony Stark. "Hey, Mr. Stark, I gotta ask, does the name Oliver Sullivan mean anything to you?" Oliver Sullivan asked, going to great lengths to attempt to conceal the fact that he was, in fact, Oliver Sullivan. If any of his friends attempted to betray fact that he'd hacked into several of Stark's systems, he may never forgive them.

And now Kwassi was going off about robots. A part of Oliver groaned internally, he'd been... hypervigilant in the past, and prone to impulsive outbursts, so he could imagine that there was something going on in his brain that made him say that, but it was still a little cringe. Oli made active efforts to fade into the background though, and let people think about that, rather than his very self incriminating question to the third smartest man in the world. But hey, at least he wasn't the one being yelled at for a change, while Kwassi was his friend, he was going to lavish that for a moment.
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