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[h1][color=#666699]Roman Carter[/color][/h1]
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[color=#666699]Location:[/color] The Triskelion
[color=#666699]Skills: N/A[/color] 
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As she asked her question of clarification, the black widow earned herself a confused look from the young man. He was fairly certain that he had just explained the circumstances of his escape. But she seemed sure of herself as if she wanted him to re-explain the circumstances of his escape yet again. She didn't seem to be budging on the whole 'check to see if you're not HYDRA' thing, and so Roman settled in for the long haul. Hopefully not all that long though, this damn limiter really was starting to make him feel sick to his stomach. As much as this interview was going on, Roman was fairly certain it would be mutually agreeable to both to finish up the thing before the limiters actually made him get sick. If they did go that far. 

[color=#666699]"Like I said, Captain America himself saved us all. Got rid of the grenade the Chitauri were going to use, and defeated the bastards. Then after he left, local police forces came by and protected us in the bank until the battle was over and we could be safely evacuated."[/color] He said, going into a bit more detail than he had previously in case that was what the Black Widow had been fishing for just now. After a few moments, he let out a small sigh and sat back in the chair, wondering what came next. He more wanted to get back to work, and definitely write down a bit more details on his whole time travel experience. He wanted to try to remember the details of how they made Time Travel work, at least before the experience was far enough off that he forgot the mechanics of it all.