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[h1][color=#666699]Roman Carter[/color][/h1]
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[color=#666699]Location:[/color] The Hub - San Francisco
[color=#666699]Skills: N/A[/color] 
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The man was in a state of slight amazement, seeing as they had just managed to build a goddamn time machine. He was even more amazed that it seemed like they would be able to pull this whole thing off without half a million Ultron-bots coming out of nowhere to slaughter them like it was no business. Yet they had managed to finish building the device, all the same, something that he still halfway thought would be impossible, and was almost certain would kill them if they used it. Then they went and did exactly that, they used the time machine to go back in time. Roman closed his eyes as they traveled, practically embracing the death he was certain awaited them all. 

Yet then he heard people bustling all around him, and the group talking to each other. Slowly he blinked his eyes open and looked around with a slightly slack-jawed expression. They had done it, from the looks of it. They were in some sort of SHIELD installation, and it truly did seem they had gone back in time. Either that or they had all died and the afterlife really sucked if it was just more work for SHIELD. With that thought in mind, he decided that he wanted to believe that they had truly traveled back in time. Turning his attention back towards the rest of the group, Roman listened silently even as he scanned the surroundings to enjoy the Ultron-less world.