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[img]https://i.postimg.cc/4dR0g1Vq/image.png[/img][hr][@BlueSky44][@Kirah][@Nallore][@FantasyChic][@Natsu][/center][hr][center][h3][color=84B4E2][b]The Hub - San Fransisco: February 14th, 2021 - 10:40 A.M.[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=f6989d]Bonnie Chase[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/8k67nDb4/image.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=f6989d]Location:[/color][/b] Virology Lab
[b][color=f6989d]Skills:[/color][/b] Perception, Intuition [/center][hr]	They did [i]not[/i] need this right now.

	Bonnie had a momentary urge to scream at the sky. They had finally had a small victory - Cass being cured and potentially being the means to cure everyone else of M-Pox. After the brutal losses they had already suffered that day, with Oliver being revealed as Thanos' son, they should have had a break. Strange had said that he'd put up wards to protect them. Yet Bonnie didn't doubt that the Black Order was the reason behind what felt like an earthquake. They were under attack - [i]again[/i]. 

	[color=f6989d]"No, Thanos I don't think knew - at least, not at first. Otherwise, he would've sent his minions specifically for Oliver. The two who followed me through the portal wouldn't have had a reason to,"[/color] Bonnie reasoned. [color=f6989d]"And now... Whether he knows or not, both Oliver and Thane are here. We're a target either way."[/color]

	The fighters in the team went off to deal with the threat in the hangar. Bonnie would've joined them, but it wasn't the strategic play. If Thanos was responsible, they needed to hide Oliver quickly. Besides, he looked broken. Bonnie walked over to him and knelt down next to him on the ground. [color=f6989d]"Hey, this doesn't make any sense, I know. If you need to cry, then you need to cry - but right now, we have to move. One foot in front of the other or we're all be dead,"[/color] she told him softly but firmly. She put a hand on his shoulder and gave it a squeeze. 

	[color=f6989d]"Niah, Sparky, Tempest, come on. We can go to Fury's panic room,"[/color] Bonnie told them. [color=f6989d]"Oliver'll be safe there. It has some medical supplies too, so Sparky'll be okay as well."[/color] She then looked at Goose, the incredibly useful cat, knowing that he [i]had[/i] to know the location of Fury's panic room. [color=f6989d]"Goose, I need you to lead us to Fury's panic room. It's life or death."[/color][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=add3ff]Dominika Novikova[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/mDbnCQgp/image.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=add3ff]Location:[/color][/b] Virology Lab -> the Hangar 
[b][color=add3ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Metal Bending [/center][hr]	In the hangar, Dalisy had destroyed three ships, sparing the team's quinjet by some stroke of fate. Doctor Strange had been unscathed in the explosions, his cloak wrapping around him protectively, apparently indestructible. Hill wasn't as lucky. After the dust cleared, she was nowhere to be seen. Maybe the explosion had killed her. Tinley was surrounded by fire, still laid out on the stretcher. The flames were growing larger and larger as the sprinklers kicked in, trying to quench them before they could spread to more of the ships there. [color=53A981]"Maria?"[/color] Strange called out.

	There was no response. 

	[color=53A981]"Abercrombie?"[/color] he shouted next.

	There was nothing. 

	Agents arrived on the scene, looking at the destruction and chaos. Novikova had slipped into the protective suit offered to her, hurrying alongside her wife. She didn't know what was going on, but she wasn't about to let Maria go off into danger without her. It wasn't very often these days that she got to accompany her on a deadly mission and besides, it was Valentine's Day. This was just going to have to do for their romantic excursion. [color=add3ff]"We need to get the flames out or this entire place will explode!"[/color] Novikova informed the others.

	Strange was flying through the air, searching for Hill. Abercrombie wasn't in immediate danger, whereas Hill could easily be fighting for her life underneath a large hunk of metal at the moment, so he prioritized her. 

	Novikova closed her eyes, concentrating on the nearest flaming wreckage of a quinjet. She felt each ounce of metal on it, letting the vibrations ripple through her. Once her mind was fixed in a place between rage and serenity, she yanked up on the craft. It responded to her command as if it weighed nothing and Novikova tossed it to the side, more pushing it really. The craft hit the outer wall of the hangar and knocked it to the ground, the concrete blocks tumbling into a heap. She didn't let up though, pushing the craft out as far as she could before slamming it down into the ground. It was a grassy area out there and no one was about. The craft exploded completely on impact, leaving nothing behind. 

	One down, two more to go.