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[center][h1][color=limegreen]Elizabeth Flame[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=limegreen]Location: Stark Tower
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	Surreal. That was the word. Elizabeth had been trying to come up with exactly how to describe this situation from the moment she stepped off the blackbird, and that was perfect. How else would one describe being told by the Avengers, in their home base, that they had to go up and stop the world from being devoured? It was like mortals being summoned to Mount Olympus, and then tasked to save Pompeii by Zeus himself. Now, she understood, vaguely, why the Avengers themselves couldn't stop this oncoming threat, but that didn't mean it at all made sense on an existential level. Still, she was never one to shy away from a challenge, even if it was something patently insane.

 	Taking a moment to find her voice, she consciously replaced the shocked look on her face with one that projected confidence, something she'd been struggling to do for awhile. "[color=limegreen]Some of us,[/color]" She clarified, "[color=limegreen]Aren't even old enough to [i]drive[/i]. But I'm not about to let that stop me.[/color]" Truth be told, she was speaking without thought, still not internalizing the scope of what had been asked of them, but hell, if it meant she got to kick ass and wear an iron man suit to boot, she wasn't gonna say no. This adventure sounded like just the thing she needed right now. Sitting around and being sad hadn't gotten her very far since her accident, and this sounded like the literal opposite of that.

	The moral question, on the other hand, was of very little interest to her. If this Galactus had been destroying planets for so long, maybe it was about time for somebody to punch back, That was how bullies acted; they take what the want, until somebody finally punches their nose in. The equivalent of that, in this case, would be killing the bully, of course. But again, she didn't care. This thing was threatening her, and everybody she ever knew, so whatever happened next was it's own fault. "[color=limegreen]Since it sounds like this thing would kill us without a second thought, I don't see why we care if it dies or not. We can figure out details later.[/color]" She shrugged.