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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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The man was sitting quietly while the Black Widow seemed to consider something, and he worried that she might be suspicious of him. Not over the secret of time travel he was thinking about, as that was simply too absurd for her to guess out of the blue he would think. Instead, he worried that for some reason she had grown suspicious of him for being a part of Hydra as a part of their talk in there. Although she had really only asked him about his past, and he had not lied. She would know if he had. Yet it seemed so unnatural to Roman for Agent Romanoff to just be sitting there for a few moments if something wasn't up. 

Then she thanked him, and started taking off his power dampeners and the cables for the Polygraph. It once more struck him as odd that she had literally just asked him the baseline questions, then decided it was over. Once again, Roman wondered about if there was some sort of problem. He definitely felt like something was up after that brief of an interview from her. Still, he definitely couldn't complain about getting those damned dampeners off. They were so uncomfortable and made him feel physically ill, that he didn't really know what to do with himself while they were on. Still, she had dismissed him and told him not to leave the campus. With a small nod, Roman left the room before going off to find something that had been on his mind besides time travel since that interview started. Without a moment of hesitation, he started heading towards the cafeteria.

[center]Time Travel was neat and all, but the man needed food before he could think about anything else.[/center]