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[h1][color=0080ff]Niah Bautista[/color][/h1]
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[color=0080ff]Location:[/color]The Hub (Round two) - San Fransisco: March 5th, 1984
[color=0080ff]Skills:[/color] N/A
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[color=0080ff]"Oh shut it."[/color] Niah snapped at Pym. [color=0080ff]"I time-traveled based on your theories. And yes I brought your family into this because of your stupid machine they are dead. So you're to blame for this more than anyone. I can see why certain people want you dead. You're insufferable, but I need you alive. I need you to fix this. I don't want to be stuck here with you and I don't want to see a future where everyone we, yes we, care about is dead. So get off your fucking high horse and fix it. Make Ultron properly."[/color] Niah wanted to slap Pym. She wanted to scream wordlessly at him and let out all of the frustration and pain she had gathered over the last months. 

[color=0080ff]"I don't have time to deal with twenty questions. I don't have time to deal with you being an asshole. People are dying right now in the future because of you. I want you to understand this completely. Everything Ultron does is your fault. This right here and right now is your chance to change that. To make Ultron not into a psychotic killer. It is important to note that you didn't know it had a secondary protocol and that is what triggered it into becoming a murdering machine."[/color] While Niah talked her hand did move toward her ICER preparing to draw it and fire it into Pym if need be. She'd rather risk a reset of her day again than risk him hurting her and possibly killing her. Her death meant the world would lose.