[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#DDA0DD]Antoinette McCarthy[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=#DDA0DD][b]Location:[/b] Operating Theater -- First Sub-Basement 
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Antoinette stayed by Carolina’s side, stroking her hair soothingly even when Bruce Banner started arguing with Beast. Her eyes watched their movements and scanned Lance. He didn’t look like they had time for their argument but it still happened. Despite it all, Antoinette was curious to see how Lance would react with the direct blood transfusion from his father. She wasn’t into science as much as Lance or a genius like Guin but she could appreciate curiosity and the desire to learn more. 
Dean called out to her in the middle of Antoinette’s daydreaming and she looked over at him, eyes glazed for a minute before they focused on the boy. The Irish native looked back at her friend and smiled a little bit. 
[color=#DDA0DD]”I think she will be, she’s still awake. Bethany threw her around quite brilliantly actually.”[/color] She spoke softly while looking at Carolina. 
[color=#DDA0DD]”How did you fair, Dean?”[/color] she asked looking back at him. [color=#DDA0DD]”Were you controlled or left to endure?”[/color]