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Sure America Chavez had expected to be thrust into a training. Hell, she had even been informed that it would happen seconds before entering the room. However she had at least expected to have had some time for some sort of meet and greet with her new comrades. Maybe just a few introductions, handshakes, that sort of thing. Instead she had found herself tumbling into the floor after having her stomach blasted by Hyperion’s [i]cyclops-beams[/i]. Luckily the hit hadn’t been too damaging as America managed to lift herself from the crater she had created with ease. Glancing downwards however, she saw that he t-shirt hadn’t been all too lucky, with a scorch mark covering the lower half of it.

“That was my favourite shirt, [i]chico[/i]” she grimaced cracking her knuckles in the classic superhero manner.  

Despite wanting to dive straight in however, America hesitated. She thought back to the other day during her encounter with the Hulk. Then she had engaged without thinking, and she knew full well where that had gotten her. Sure this situation was slightly different; as far as she was aware, Hyperion wasn't going to get angrier and stronger the more he was hit, but still America knew she must be careful. No, this time she had to fight smart. She had to come up with some sort of plan. But what?

Then, as if by some divine power, her question was answered. The door to the simulation room slid open with a hiss to the group's left, causing all eyes in the room to turn towards it, as another of the team's new members made his appearance.

[b]“[color=C24641]I guess you can call me tru[i]ant[/i] for this shindig.[/color]”[/b]

The heroes attempt at a joke caused America to stop in her tracks for a second. Honestly looking at this guy, she had no idea who he was. She took note of the red and black costume, as well as the mechanical looking costume upon his head. Due to the oddly specific pun he had made, America could only assume that the guy's abilities were insect related. However that didn't really matter now, as regardless of his abilities, he had already made an astonishing distraction. 

America burst forward through the air, rocketing towards Hyperion, swinging her fist wildly towards him as she did so. All she could hope was that his attention was on the new arrival, as if not, this could prove to be highly embarrassing!