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[h1][color=#666699]Roman Carter[/color][/h1]
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[color=#666699]Location:[/color] New York Sanctum
[color=#666699]Skills: N/A[/color] 
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Agent Roman Carter was not in the best of moods on this particular day. Sitting on his bunk with a small mat before him, and various pieces of some metal object spread out across it. The man was staring at the pieces and trying to make sense of the idea occupying his mind. Ever since Ultron had turned against the world, Roman had wondered if perhaps he could do something about the rogue intelligence. Certainly with his inhuman abilities. Perhaps he could seize control of Ultron's intelligence? Roman wasn't sure, but he felt obligated to try at the very least. The object his lap might help him do exactly that, if he could figure out how the hell to make it all fit together and work in the first place. 

What should have been an amplifier, something which could potentially increase his abilities and allow him to hijack Ultron was, however, completely beyond him. Unfortunately, Roman did not understand how to amplify his powers nor how to directly integrate the little device with his biology. He had not exactly learned how to interface with biological creatures, or what exactly his inhuman abilities necessarily involved. Sure he could use them, but he had no clue what exactly he was doing and then how to amplify his capabilities. The answer was surely there somewhere, he hoped. He wanted to be able to put an end to Ultron's reign of terror once and for all. Yet it seemed that would not be happening anytime soon. With an angry grumble, he collected the pieces from the mat and put them away for now as he realized he wasn't going to get anywhere with that. Roman needed better tools, and somebody with knowledge on how he could integrate with biology, and amplify inhuman abilities. The technology part of his pet project, that much he could do. It was just everything else that made it difficult. With a small huff, Roman made his way out from where he was, deciding to clear his mind and see what others were doing around the Sanctum.