[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#DDA0DD]Antoinette McCarthy[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=#DDA0DD][b]Location:[/b][/color] Stark Tower -- New York City, New York.
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	The plane ride wasn’t so bad. Antoinette sat near the window looking out over New York City and the strange clouds swirling above. The city itself didn’t seem any different, which was strange considering everything that had happened within the city only a short month ago. Antoinette sighed and pulled her sweater up around her face and huddled into her clothes until they descended on top of Stark Tower. Carolina had been helping Antoinette get a better grip on her PTSD and she was able to sleep through the night at least three times a week now which was good for her but the evidence of her struggles was still plain on her face her loss of weight as well. She was cold most of the time these days.

	Antoinette followed the rest of the X-Men and her friends into Stark Tower. There were several familiar faces along with a few that Antoinette only ever saw in magazines or on TV.  Her eyes widened when she saw Thor and Captain America. She latched onto Carolina, tugging on her arm to make sure she was seeing them too. To have so many of them in one room was equally exciting yet terrifying. Antoinette was used to that feeling, it seemed their lives lived in that strange realm to begin with. 

	Talk within the room quickly shifted to a new threat on Earth and she looked out the window watching the purple clouds shift to reveal eyes. Antoinette moved to the window, getting a better look at the strange thing while talk continued on about who it was and what the mission was. She leaned against the window, turning her head only when Mary spoke up about them being the ones who would be shot into space. It shouldn’t be surprising, they were expendable as sad as it was and most of them had survived the M-Pox as well.

	[color=#DDA0DD]”The device, on Galactus’s ship, what does it look like?”[/color] Finding it would be tricky but knowing what it looked like would help them all immensely and then they would have to decide who would be the distraction. It always seemed like they needed a distraction.